Ling Luoyu could understand their helplessness and sorrow!

For them, the purpose of their existence at that time was to guard the Manghuang clan, seal the origin of the demon clan, and help the demon clan gain the upper hand in confrontation with the demon clan.

"Child, tell me the truth, what's going on outside? What's going on with our wild tribe? We and the demon tribe..."

Old Meng paused, and a self-deprecating sneer appeared on his face.

"Our Manghuang clan, except for standing in the camp of the demon clan, is a matter of no choice and not a sincere attachment. So I guess... Our Manghuang clan's status in the demon clan should not be high, right?!"

Ling Luoyu dodged and avoided his gaze, not knowing how to explain to him.

The demons that the Manghuang clan desperately helped eventually abandoned them.

For the demon race, the wild world is just a stepping stone for them to fight against the demon race.

If she tells the truth, she is afraid that Mr. Meng will not accept it.

But if you don’t want to tell the truth, with Mr. Meng’s experience, you can definitely guess something.

It was just this moment of hesitation that Mr. Meng saw the clues.

"Child, has something happened to our Manghuang clan?"

"Old man, this world has changed... Our wild clan has no glory of the past..."

"I know this!! There is no flower for a hundred-day red, and no clan can last forever. What I want to ask is how the relationship between the demon clan and our Manghuang clan is now!!" Mr. Meng suddenly raised his voice, with a lot of seriousness.

Ling Luoyu's gaze at him had already made him make a conclusion.

It was just that he wanted to hear Ling Luoyu say this in person.

"Old man..." Ling Luoyu frowned in embarrassment.

She thought for a long time, and finally she told the outside situation.

Although Mr. Meng was mentally prepared, he still couldn't accept it after hearing that the Manghuang clan was in a downturn and asked Hanlin to come over.

"Child, let the gods come too..."

"ah?!"

Ling Luoyu was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Mr. Meng.

"Where are you going?!"

"Go and invite my ancestors..." Ling Luoyu was confused.

Didn’t you say that you wanted to invite the gods over?!

"Why are you so stupid?! She can see every move you make here in her heart. Although she can't hear what you are saying, she can see it... Just write a note for her to see..."

Mr. Meng was definitely a look of regret.

"I suddenly understand a little now..."

Hanlin happened to fall: "You old guy, what do you understand?"

"I understand why our Manghuang clan is so down and out..."

Mr. Meng was so angry that Hanlin looked puzzled.

"Old guy, you took the wrong medicine again?! What kind of wind should you smoke?!"

In order to prevent the god of the sage from being invisible, Ling Luoyu wrote a big banner with his arms spread out, and didn't know which direction to look for. He simply seemed stupid and turned around in all four directions so that the god of the sage could see clearly.

Not long after the turn, Hanlin suddenly stood up as if he was a ghost, and his hands were swaying and pinched his collar.

"It's the Goddess!"

The god-girl was wearing white clothes and stood on the crater, with her hair flying and falling.

When she saw Hanlin, she looked a little shy, but in the end she returned to normal and she picked her lips calmly.

"I'm so anxious to come over to me, is there something wrong with the origin?"
Chapter completed!