With a question, the hall was silent in an instant.

Everyone stood there nervously, sweating on their foreheads, waiting for the answer to the question.

Zhang Po's withered hands slowly moved away from the black bowl.

"I only have one sentence today..."

Everyone: "..."

One sentence??

What is the way?

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to break the silence.

Zhang Po raised her eyebrows: "What? You don't want to know what this sentence is?"

"No... Zhang Po, you suddenly came to say this, and we don't know how to follow it..."

"Yes, you want a word? But what are you saying, and who you say, you don't say..."

"Por Zhang, you see that we have known each other for so long, so why don't you give me a reminder so that we can know that what you want is that!"

"Yes, Zhang Po, please give me a reminder..."

“…”

Everyone was talking, half begging and half begging and laughing with a smile.

Zhang Po's hand slowly raised, pressing down everyone's mouths.

"I just want one sentence... Some people say that the so-called immortals in Mei Dieshan are just rumors spread by rumors..."

Ling Luoyu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Zhang Po laughed and then heard: "So... what is the following sentence?"

Everyone: "..."

What the hell is this?

How could they know what the next sentence is?

However, you always have to guess—

"Pony Zhang, isn't this... this is pure fart?"

"Get out of here... the sentence that comes next should be - this must be rumored!"

"Does I...will I continue to wait here?"

"I think it should be... let those who don't believe it, I firmly believe that miracles exist!"

“…”

All kinds of unrelated words were spoken from everyone's mouths, and Feng Chenglin couldn't help laughing.

"Did these people's brains be eaten by bugs? What a mess? And... that sentence was said by that bastard. Don't say it, it's quite right... I think this Mei Dieshan is just a pit..."

He looked at Ling Luoyu with a smile and curled eyes, wanting to pull her to tease her, but who knew that Ling Luoyu looked at him with a seductive look.

"Three...Three Young Master..."

Feng Chenglin felt the hostility in her eyes, and the smile on the corner of her lips couldn't help but thrust a little.

"No...you won't know...who said that sentence..., right?"

Ling Luoyu nodded seriously: "I really know who that bastard is!"

"……who?"

"Sit right in front of you!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

It took me a long time to curl my lips.

"San Young Master... are you real or not?"

"What do you say?!"

“…then…then what is the next sentence?”

Ling Luoyu thought about it and shook his head: "Forgot!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

How can I forget what I said?

Besides, Ling Luoyu is not the kind of person who can forget it after speaking!

"San Master, stop playing... Think about it quickly, haven't you seen those people talking to each other with all their heads?"

This is the best time to get closer to the truth of the matter. Why is Ling Luoyu not in a hurry at all?

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "San Young Master, didn't you hear it? This is unusual for the name Zhang Po. She may really control something that others don't know. You can only get involved with her..."

"What are you anxious about?"

Ling Luoyu rolled her eyes and curled her lips with evil charm.

"Even if these people want to lose their heads, they can't imagine what I'm talking about next..."
Chapter completed!