There was panic in his eyes, but he suddenly opened his mouth and said.
A person of this level would not tell lies to bluff people.
"Give me a reason!" Luo Chen looked at the God of War, because Luo Chen also guessed that Chao Fenghuang was not as simple as it seemed.
"A-Li, there is another soul sealed in A-Li's body. That soul should be from your side!" Martial God said.
"Ali is in your hands?" Luo Chen asked.
"No, but the Young Emperor told me that if I can't beat you, then I'll give you this in exchange!"
"Although A Li is not in her hands, A Li's life and death are in her hands!" Martial God said again at this moment.
"So, we swap!"
"The soul in A Li's body has been sealed for five thousand years, or it can be said that A Li has always occupied your human body." The God of War explained.
Luo Chen had guessed it a long time ago, because if Zhang Xiansheng takes the dominant position in the body, even if no more kings can be born in the fifth era, he will at least be a heavenly king.
But if Zhang Xiansheng is not famous yet, then it is the body that A Li has occupied for these five thousand years, and Zhang Xiansheng's will is either sealed or asleep.
So why does Ali keep occupying the dove's nest?
What happened here again?
"Tell me, what happened to my daughter?" The prince came angrily!
His eyes were red at this moment.
Because he is a son, he can naturally understand it, so when he becomes a father, he will naturally pay more attention to it.
Especially about Zhang Xiansheng.
"We don't know, but Huatoo has been chasing A-Li before, and A-Li has been running away!" Martial God said in a submissive voice at this moment.
"If Chao Fenghuang counts, will you lose?" Luo Chen smiled.
"She said that if it was Luo Wuji, I would lose, so she gave me a life-saving trump card!" The God of War sighed.
"I didn't believe it from the beginning, and I didn't think I would lose to you." Before the God of War came, he didn't believe that he would lose.
So, as soon as he came, he was tit for tat with Luo Chen.
But the reality is cruel, he did lose.
"This woman is quite interesting!" Luo Chen laughed, because he had predicted in advance that the God of War would lose.
You know, the God of War is the number one general under Chao Fenghuang.
Chao Fenghuang not only anticipated this, but also gave the God of War a life-saving amulet in advance.
In fact, everything else is easy to say, and Luo Chen will not show mercy.
But as for Zhang Xiansheng, there is really no other way.
After all, this is the crown prince's pet peeve.
"Let her come to see me!"
As a result, the words just fell to the ground!
Bang bang bang!
At the far entrance, a woman came in. The woman twisted her waist and wore long fake nails on her fingers.
She clapped her hands!
"Sure enough, I saw you right!" This woman is none other than Chao Fenghuang.
There was a hint of appreciation in her eyes.
And she has a royal demeanor about her.
She is indeed unparalleled in elegance. Even though she is clearly not a heavenly being, she still has full aura.
The most important thing is how she dresses.
She is tall, wearing high heels, and a slit cheongsam. The upper body of the cheongsam is transparent, and the slit almost reaches the top of her thighs, revealing a pair of long, slender white legs.
The upper body is just a tube top, revealing shoulders and deep grooves, as well as a slim waist.
It is vaguely visible in the transparent cheongsam on the upper body.
"Your clothes?" Ye Shuangshuang frowned.
"Mr. Luo, is my worldly attire still authentic?"
"A bit like the people in my club." Hong Biao muttered, but of course he didn't dare to make too loud a sound.
"It seems that you have already investigated the secular world." Luo Chen said with a smile.
Because clothes are the best proof.
The other party came wearing this outfit to illustrate this point.
"It's not an investigation, just curiosity!"
"Then I'm even more curious. When you came to the fairy world, the secular world should have been gone. Where did you check?"
"A-Li, before that, there were always people of mine!"
"Of course, Mr. Luo, I also know that you played a key role when the king of our era attacked." Chao Fenghuang explained.
In other words, she actually sent people to the fairy world early in the morning, which is indeed not comparable to other ancient princes.
"Mr. Su Wenluo likes tea, why don't you treat me to a drink?" Chao Fenghuang seemed to have a very straightforward temper.
"Hong Biao, serve tea!" Luo Chen stretched out his hand, and soon someone brought tables and chairs, and then set up the tea table.
"Rosewood." Chao Fenghuang sat down and looked at the tea table.
"It seems that you know more about our world than just a piece of clothing."
"Of course, I also know that this thing of yours is called a hot weapon, and the most powerful one is probably a nuclear weapon." Chao Fenghuang was not surprised at all.
"In other words, you already knew our plan and knew that the 300 billion army would be buried here?" Luo Chen asked.
"I also helped push the situation behind the scenes."
"Otherwise, things wouldn't be that easy."
"Thank you, do you want a tip?" Chao Fenghuang said, Hong Biao handed him a cup of tea, and the words came out of Chao Fenghuang's mouth.
I understand, but obviously I don’t understand it completely.
This made Hong Biao's eyes twitch. Did he really think of him as a waiter?
As a result, the next moment, Chao Fenghuang took out a large amount of money, which contained Vietnamese dong, RMB, US dollars, British pounds, and Japanese yen.
Then he looked at Fenghuang and Hong Biao.
"Which one you like, take it yourself." Hong Biao's eyelids twitched in anger, then he raised his head and said fiercely.
"I'm not a waiter!"
"Aren't you from the club?" Chao Fenghuang obviously did it on purpose because he heard what he just said.
"Shouldn't you tip in the club?"
"I have worked in clubs all my life, and today I was tipped for the first time, hahahaha!" Wang Cheng was almost laughing.
"Brother Biao, finally someone appreciates you."
"Brother Wang, if you say one more word, I will tear your mouth apart." Hong Biao walked aside angrily.
"You don't want a tip?" Wang Cheng deliberately approached, but Hong Biao kicked him.
"Your people are not nervous at all." Chao Fenghuang said while holding the tea cup.
"With Mr. Luo here, the sky won't collapse!" Wang Cheng said with a smile.
"Brother over there, do you want to stop the bleeding?" Wang Cheng pointed to the Martial God on the ground.
The God of War is indeed still bleeding.
"Can you connect your arm?"
"Which of you knows how to perform secular surgery?"
"It's the kind that uses a thread." Chao Fenghuang obviously did it on purpose, because in fact, all it takes to take the person out is a magic spell.
But she made this request, so obviously it was also a means of punishment, because after all, if the God of War lost, there still had to be appropriate punishment.
No one answered the call yet, so the prince took out his phone.