God clan!?

Everyone's expression seemed to have frozen.

They all looked at the woman in red and said silently.

This is a very unexpected answer!

How is this possible?

How could it be!?

In Zhou Yan's words, that is the Mo family's sacrificial hall. How could such a woman with a very high status appear?

This is a completely unimaginable relationship.

Feng Chenglin swallowed, bent over, and looked at the woman in the coffin carefully.

"I said... Master Zhou, is there any misunderstanding here?"

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"

Zhou Yan frowned and looked in his direction towards the crystal coffin.

"Did you think that this woman... is not from the gods?"

"It's possible..." Feng Chenglin looked at everyone very seriously: "Who can guarantee that this woman must belong to the gods? What if..."

"No!" Yan Ziyue interrupted him: "You say this because you don't understand the customs and habits of the gods. Not everyone is qualified to be above the top of the Yunzhong. This is a phoenix crown, a crown, and a royal power that a woman will never bring again after wearing it."

Zhou Yan added: "Especially after death, the clothing and accessories they wore during their lifetime will be buried with them and accompany their masters to complete the last journey."

Feng Chenglin shrugged: "Then, then, this woman must be... a certain mother of the Gods?"

"At present, there is only one mother of the nation!"

After Yan Ziyue finished speaking, she looked at Zhou Yan with some uncertainty.

"Anyway, as far as I know, at present, there is only one mother of the gods, and I don't know the others...!"

Zhou Yan also nodded: "I have heard of this statement. After the death of the Gods, no new mother of the nation has appeared..."

"What does it mean?" Feng Chenglin was shocked: "Can't this god master bewitched and never married another woman?"

Before he finished speaking, the eyes of others looked instantly.

How old is that god lord?

Live like an old monster!

Such a man has a high position and a powerful position, and the women around him have been working one after another. I wonder how many deaths have been!?

How come there are no other women!?

Ling Luoyu read a deep meaning from their eyes: "There must be women, but... the mother of the country has only one woman from beginning to end, and there is no second woman to receive such honor and favor, right?"

"Anyway, no matter whether it is legend or unofficial history, it has never been!" Yan Ziyue's eyes were filled with a little more grievance: "Oh, why didn't I meet such a man? If one day there would be such a man who was sad for me and only gave me the unique favor of one person, even if he died, it would be worth it!"

Ling Luoyu also sighed: "If it is really what we guessed, the Lord of God has never given her a title for her in his life, then it is really worth her death!"

"This is the sorrow of a woman. Just the pitiful passion is enough to touch us..." Yan Ziyue was moved and tears filled with tears.

"A man is more fickle than a woman, but it is really not easy for him to be so affectionate to a woman!"

“…”

Other men: "…"

What women care about is different from their men.

It was so fucked that I was moved by an inexplicable false name.

Zhou Yan winked at Feng Chenglin and signaled him to the point.
Chapter completed!