Reborn Giants: National Male God, Too Good at Flirting

The monarch of Loulan Kingdom smiled: "You two, don't worry, when you enter this formation, I will also enter with you. Of course, if you two don't believe me, you don't have to enter this formation at this time."

Lord Loulan said with a smile.

It looks like it's just a child's body, but it's so convincing, completely different from the playful image just now.

Qin Zheng glanced up and down at the Loulan monarch. Should this person be said to be a child or an old man?

"Dare to ask, how old is the monarch this year?"

Qin Zheng smiled, but she did not shy away.

When Lord Loulan heard this, his face stiffened: "I... I'm 8 years old this year..."

"How can an 8-year-old speak so calmly?"

"I'm naturally beautiful."

"Fengxi, does your Loulan Kingdom allow 8-year-olds to ascend the throne?"

Qin Zheng turned his head and asked.

Feng Xi shook his head cooperatively: "Although our Loulan is a hereditary system of monarchs, it's just that when we inherit the throne, we will choose the best people in the clan, and those who are under 30 years old will not be eligible for the throne."

"So, he's at least 30 years old?"

Qin Zheng pointed at the Loulan monarch, and Fengxi pondered for a while: "Not more."

"Oh? Yes, but he just said he was only 8 years old."

Qin Zheng turned his eyes towards the Loulan monarch.

The named Loulan monarch showed his guilty conscience, he glared at Fengxi: "I...I don't care! I'm eight years old! I'm not eight hundred years old!!! 8 years old! It's 8 years old!!!"

He jumped up.

"Monarch...you..." Fengxi raised his forehead.

"You are eight hundred years old? Isn't that the old monster?" Qin Zheng took a cup of tea and took a sip.

"Zhen...Zhen...Zhen didn't say I was 800 years old!!" Lord Loulan was shocked.

"I'm afraid it's more than eight hundred years old, and a zero should be added."

Jun Suli looked towards Lord Loulan.

Not eight hundred years old, but eight thousand years old.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, you unqualified star king!!! I'm only 8 years old! 8 years old!! Not 800 years old!!! Not 8000 years old!!! I'm not that old!! Others are still Hot kids!!!"

The monarch of Loulan seems to be particularly reluctant to see others say he is old, so he jumped up and down with anxiety.

"Your service and the chessboard have said it all."

Jun Suli didn't lift his head, and in just a few words, the Loulan King blushed.

The golden clothes worn by the Lord of Loulan were the clothes of emperors 3,000 years ago. This clothes has not been discovered by Taogu scholars, but it appeared on this person, and this clothes has been preserved for thousands of years. In its original state, it was absolutely not buried.

And the chessboard that King Loulan had just placed on the table was the seven-star glazed plate that Jun Suli had accidentally seen in an ancient book.

That thing is much older.

If someone told Jun Suli that this person lived eight thousand years ago, Jun Suli would never believe it, but now.

A living example is placed in front of my eyes, and it is hard to believe it or not.

When the monarch of Loulan Kingdom saw that he had been seen through, he was like a deflated ball. He puffed out his mouth like an unhappy hamster.

"Ahhhhhh!!! This star king is so unlikable! Humph! Eight thousand years old is eight thousand years old! Even if I am eight thousand years old! It can't change my lovely temperament!"

The Lord of Loulan raised his head proudly.