If this is true, it would be miserable!

Not only was she chased by the old pervert Xingjun, but she also had to avoid a group of descendants of the ancient clan who could emerge if they didn't know where to beat her.

Feng Chenglin can imagine how miserable Shanghe will be in the future.

If the ancient clan did something bad, it would be fine, at least no one would have the intention to harass her anymore.

But if those successors have the upper hand, I am afraid she will have to hide for the rest of her life just like Ding Temple!

Shang He's face was covered with purple and purple when he was said, his silver teeth clenched his lips, and he seemed to be silent as if he was angry.

"Shang He, I don't want to hide it from you. We are not the descendants of the ancient clan, we just have some connections with them, so we won't do anything to you, don't worry!"

Ling Luoyu could see Shang He's heart knot-

She didn't want to be enemies with Ling Luoyu.

Whether from the past or the future, I don’t want to!

"You just said, someone has found you, who is it?"

Shang He bowed his head: "Who else can he be? Naturally, he is the so-called successors of the ancient clan!"

With a cold smile, he shook his head gently.

"I really don't know what happened to these people? They were like they were being possessed by evil spirits, and they were hyping up in front of me..."

Her hands crossed back and forth, as if she was going to describe something.

"Do you know? It's like someone telling the Book of Heaven in front of you... They actually promised me a false future!"

"A false future?" Ling Luoyu narrowed his eyes: "Is it about the... future of the descendants of the ancient clan?"

"right!"

Shang He was completely incomprehensible, as if facing a group of idiots, trying hard to express his emotions.

"Do you know? It's a world that sounds ridiculous... The ancient clan, haha... The ancient clan has all become extinct. We are just so-called successors, that is, their blood is bleeding, and they are actually delusional.

To become the best and become the kingly clan!”

"The King's Clan..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly thought of the astrological signs he saw that night.

The rise of change of ownership!

Could it be that the risers mentioned by the astrology are the descendants of these ancient clans?

If this is the case, I am afraid that the gods will really become a bloody field.

"The King's Clan? Humph! I think it's just a group of idiots with only fantasy!" Shang He suddenly looked at Feng Chenglin, his expression changed.

Feng Chenglin was so excited that she suddenly glanced at her, and was stunned: "No...why do you think I'm doing? I have nothing to do with these tall ancient tribes..."

"What she thinks of is a waste!" Ling Luoyu finished the attack.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What do you care about?!

Shang He licked his lips: "I don't mean that, I just think that a group of people who only speak big things but have no cultivation will not do anything... Following such people is seeking death!"

Feng Chenglin widened his eyes curiously: "A person without cultivation? Is it that the one who came to find you is not the successor of the ancient clan!"

"Fatty, there are many descendants of ancient descendants, but because of the mixed bloodline, the power contained in their bodies is not the same!"

"Oh, I understand... It's like a mixed-blood. People with pure bloodlines of the ancient clan contain relatively greater power, but for too many generations of inheritance, those powers have been diluted almost the same

That's what it means!?"

Ling Luoyu glanced sideways: "Fatty, I find that you are unique in your knowledge of mixed-race things!"
Chapter completed!