After saying this, Feng Chenglin's expression became much more serious.

"Yes, the attack just now... To be honest, people who have never seen the Lord of God, just like us, they really think that he is the Lord of God, and they are really domineering!"

After eating a fruit, Ling Luoyu took another one and rubbed it on Feng Chenglin's clothes.

Then, he wiped his clothes with his disgust.

Feng Chenglin:...ah! Really, didn’t you eat that fruit just now?!

Ling Luoyu narrowed his eyes: "And you have heard their conversation. Lu Ming's current cultivation level is taught by the Lord of God. The Lord of God is his master. How could he be hurt in his hands if he understands all his tricks and understands all his routines? Even if Gu Lan taught him before, he might not be able to hurt him!"

"What this said... is really reasonable. Even if Gu Lan takes action on his own, he may not be the opponent of the Lord of God. Otherwise, with that guy's nature, he would have rushed to the temple, killed the Lord of God, and made himself king!"

Thinking of this, Feng Chenglin once again expressed sympathy for Lu Ming.

"You said, Lu Ming... is really a bit pitiful. He met people wrongly... how could he meet all these weird people?"

Meet Gu Lan and give him to the Lord of God.

This guy, God Lord, may also spoil him, but he has really ruined him!!

Ling Luoyu said lightly: "The pitiful people must be hateful. He is not without the chance to escape from their control, but he did not choose to do that!"

After the incident with the Lord of God and before Gu Lan came back, Lu Ming had chosen to leave at this time, he would have been free now.

But he didn't do that.

He has no choice but to choose freedom.

What he chose was still glory, wealth, and his superior power. He even wanted to replace God's Lord and get everything he had once been.

"Yes, if I had left at that time, I might have been another life now!"

Even if he has Gu Lan's poison on his body, so what?

At least, he gained many years of peace and freedom.

Feng Chenglin shook his head and looked at the two people who were fighting together, shocked: "This is the legendary dog ​​biting dog!"

Lu Ming is no match for the Lord of God at all, even if the Lord of God is in this state now.

Soon, he fell into a disadvantage.

The Lord of God's move was extremely cruel and seemed to put Lu Ming to death.

After a few rounds, a wound began to fall on Lu Ming's body.

Feng Chenglin touched Ling Luoyu with his arm worriedly: "San Young Master, let's just watch them fight like this? If you accidentally kill one, will all your previous efforts be wasted?"

"Don't worry, you can't kill me!" Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows meaningfully, with a little more ambiguous eyes: "Didn't you see it? Although the Lord of God made a heavy move, it seemed that every move was a killer move, but the place where each move fell was not a fatal place!"

In other words, if the Lord of God really wants Lu Ming’s life and only needs one move to pierce into his heart, then the battle will end.

The facts soon proved Ling Luoyu's speculation.

The fight between the Lord of God and Lu Ming was initially composed of rules, moves and styles, but as they fought, the two seemed to have exacerbated the resentment in their hearts.

He doesn't care about the moves and techniques, he just punches and kicks the opponent.

Look at it, it seems that I am venting all the anger in my heart on the other party.
Chapter completed!