"Miss Concubine, although you are not convinced, you have to admit... you and I are not the heirs selected by the Emperor Domineering Demon Lord! So, it is useless to stay for another hundred years..."

"How do you know?" Concubine Liang was still a little unwilling.

"Because if it were me, I wouldn't have put in some harsh conditions to choose the successor..."

Gu Lan quietly turned his head, and finally glanced at the black square, pushed Liang Feifei and crossed the halo.

"The heir I chose will be easily recognized by me... But if it weren't for me, it would be useless even if it was a hole in the sky!"

Since you want to choose a successor, there are naturally rules of the game set by the Emperor Domineering Demon Lord himself.

As long as you meet the requirements, you can easily enter the game.

It's the kind that goes with the flow and comes naturally!

But if it weren't for the person selected, it would probably be of no use even if it took a lot of effort.

So, even if the two of them stay here for a while, there will probably be no miracle.

"You're saying it's right, but..."

As she walked, Concubine Liang frowned and looked at the darkness behind her.

"But if we leave, we may regret it in the future..."

"It is not a blessing to lose one's horse... Since ancient times, good fortune and misfortune have been dependent on each other! We have lost a chance to inherit, but who can say that it is not a good thing..."

People only see the beauty and power of the crown, but who can know the heaviness of the crown?!

Sometimes, simply living is not a bad thing!

In front, the voices of Baitou Weng and others came from the voices.

Their tacit understanding slowed down and waited for Gu Lan and Liang Feifei to follow.

Hearing the movement behind, Ding Buliu let out a long breath of turbid breath.

"I thought they were not giving up and wanted to stay there for a while!"

"It's useless to stay for ten more times!" Baitou Weng disdained: "That place is very weird and will definitely not point us a way out!"

"The way out?" Jia Guizi suddenly smiled: "Old Bai, for you, should you just care about it?"

“…what else?”

"Didn't you see who is lying inside? That was a once powerful figure. You don't want to know why the Demon Lord of the Emperor was lying, what are the black things around him..."

"I really don't care!"

The white-headed man suddenly raised his voice, extremely loud.

"Because I am a little self-aware. I have lived for most of my life, and this good thing has never been my turn... If there is really a good thing, we are here, in terms of talent and cultivation, even in terms of character and appearance, it is not my turn... What do you think I'm going to do in that fun?"

"You... are really a little self-aware!!"

Zhan Cheng was amused by him and couldn't help laughing.

"However, this kind of thing depends entirely on luck, and it seems that it can't be related to cultivation or appearance, right?"

"Luck?? Then there will be even more!"

The white-headed man laughed out loud.

"Look at me, are you a person with a lot of luck? After our group, there are many people who are more lucky than me... If I have bad luck, I might be able to take the lead, if I have luck..."

Then forget it!!

He looked at himself and felt that he was unlucky!
Chapter completed!