Princess Against the World

He cast a look at Ling Luoyu, and the two of them consciously took two steps back, holding hands behind their backs, and stood there watching the excitement.

The God Lord was very jealous of the two of them. At this moment, they stood aside, as if they didn't want to be nosy, and felt a little more at ease.

"Lu Ming, I have raised you for so many years, I have raised you, and my wings have been hardened. Now, you dare to bite me back and want to kill me?!"

Lu Ming bears the brunt and suffered the most. He was getting up from the ground at this time, and when he heard these words, he immediately stared at him fiercely.

"You know what you have done to me, and I know it in my heart. I don't want to mention it to you now!"

Those past events are scars in his memory.

Recalling it once is equivalent to uncovering the scar once, and it hurts a lot.

"No matter what you say today, I will kill you! A shame, understand the grievances between us!"

The murderous intent in Lu Ming's heart has been overwhelming.

It's just that the divine lord is true or false, and whether he has to prove his identity, he has already rushed forward and attacked him crazy.

Feng Chenglin didn't know where to find a fruit plate, picked up a fruit and rubbed it on his clothes.

"Three young masters, come one?"

Ling Luoyu took it over: "Aren't you afraid of poisoning?"

"They ate it by themselves, anyway, they poisoned themselves. I sat here and watched them fight, and didn't try to get more comfortable food!"

Feng Chenglin took a big mouthful and lowered his voice.

"Three young masters, are you sure we don't intervene? I think Lu Ming is like crazy. You must kill the **** before you stop. If we both let this guy die, wouldn't it be a bit of a loss?"

After all, they still have a lot of questions to communicate with the gods.

If he really died in Lu Ming's hands, it would be more or less not worth the loss.

"If that's the case, then our previous efforts will be wasted!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and glared at him: "Your experience over the years has been fed to the dog's stomach? Can Luming kill the God Lord? You don't have any points in your heart, can't you tell?"

"If it's a real God Lord, naturally you can't kill it, but this guy is a fake..."

"What happened to the counterfeit goods? Is the counterfeit goods necessarily fakes? Don't forget, this guy has pretended to be the **** master for so many years, is it because he has the same face as the **** master?"

The Lord is in a high position, but there are some things that must be dealt with personally.

And these certain things inevitably include the need for him to show his cultivation skills, which shocks people's hearts.

If the divine lord is a counterfeit, or the cultivation base is reduced to an explosion, then people must have long been seen as an impostor.

But for so many years, he has been sitting silently in the position of God Lord.

Why?

Of course it is because he hides it very well.

And this hidden very good necessary condition is the cultivation base of the **** master.

Even if the cultivation base of this counterfeit can't reach the height of God Lord, at least in the eyes of ordinary people, it will not easily be seen as a flaw.

Otherwise, Lu Ming slept beside him for so many years, how could he not notice it, not even the slightest clue.

Feng Chenglin was a little sour in an instant: "Then you mean, this guy's cultivation... is not much worse than that of the Divine Master?"

"From the current point of view, at least his cultivation level is real. Don't you feel the murderous aura of the impact just now?"