Feng Chenglin looked at it and his eyes were wrong. He looked sore and had goose bumps all over his body. He felt very uncomfortable standing there.

"No, is it because I'm blind or are they abnormal? Why do I feel like they are not fighting desperately, but more like flirting?"

Ling Luoyu was very interested: "It's a pity that the Lord of God looks a bit eye-catching, but we can look at it from another perspective, which is also good!"

"...Another angle, what angle?" Feng Chenglin tilted his head and changed direction: "Even if this is a different angle, there will be no change?"

What is she talking about?

Ling Luoyu gave him a blank look: "You don't understand this, this is the joy of us CP!"

“What are you eating?”

"...You don't understand even if you say it, you're just thirsty!"

Feng Chenglin was stunned for a long time before asking tentatively: "...San Master, are you a new term? Or is it a different meaning? Or are you really thirsty and want to drink water?"

"Shut up!!" Ling Luoyu didn't want to talk nonsense to him anymore, so as not to affect his mood of CP.

Feng Chenglin didn't have the kind of fujoshi like her. He looked at the two men who were fighting together speechlessly, looked at Ling Luoyu's eyes, sighed, shook his head, picked up the fruit plate, walked to a place where no one was, sat down, and started eating on his own.

As long as one of these three people is slightly normal, they will not be like this now.

After eating two plates of dessert, he burped.

The Lord of God and Lu Ming also seemed to be approaching the end.

The two punched each other, but they had no lethality. Instead, they stumbled in a mess, turned over and sat down on the ground, staring at each other panting, without saying a word.

Ling Luoyu stood there excitedly, looking at the two embarrassed people: "The two have finished fighting? Are you no longer fighting? Let's have another game?!"

It seemed that the two of them had discovered her only at this time.

Lu Ming threw the dagger at her feet and pointed at the Lord of God: "Help me and kill him!"

Ling Luoyu picked up the dagger.

The Lord of God gasped: "If you killed me, you will never know... the truth about how the Human Emperor was killed by me back then!"

"You fake, you are still lying to others here? How could you know the truth about the killing of the Human Emperor?" Lu Ming rolled his eyes, feeling very disdainful.

"How do you know I don't know?" The Lord of God turned to Ling Luoyu: "Girl, he wants to kill me with your hands. You shouldn't want to be his knife, right?"

"He and I are partners, we are in the same group..."

"We can also be partners!" The Lord of God pounded his chest hard: "In terms of status, I am much more valuable than him!"

"You? You're too late, we've reached a contract long ago, so you're done!"

"So what about the contract? Do you have to fulfill it? Didn't your promise not be fulfilled?"

"What promise did I promise?"

"What promise do you make? You know, I don't want to say it now..."

“…”

Ling Luoyu did not pick up the dagger. Mo Tong jumped with Wei Guang, watching the two people quarreling there with enthusiasm.

The Lord of God and Lu Ming also found that her eyes were wrong. After looking at each other, they shut up very consciously.

"What's wrong? Why don't you make a noise? Oh, no, it shouldn't be said that you don't make a noise. You should be asking, why don't you flirt with me?"
Chapter completed!