Princess Against the World

After a long time, he looked up pitifully: "For the sake of our acquaintance, can't you tell me the truth?"

The **** nodded calmly: "What truth do you want to hear? I have always been honest with you!"

His expression was relaxed and natural, it seemed that Luming's fists did not harm him.

"You, are you God Lord?"

"I am!" The **** master held his head up, his eyes full of confidence: "Of course I am!"

Lu Ming shook his head: "You lied!"

"Where do you start with this?" The **** master looked at Ling Luoyu with a smile, "Is it because they said I was a fake?"

Turning his head, a pair of eyes stared at Lu Ming steadily, with some sadness in his eyes.

"How long have we known each other?"

Lu Ming's eyes changed a little, but there was no sound.

"We have been in friendship for so long, how do I treat you, don't you know it? Now two strangers appear here and say something inexplicable. You believe in them, don't you believe me anymore?"

The words of the God Lord are sincere, and there is a clear tremor in his voice, which seems to be mixed with forbearance of anger and unwillingness.

"Lu Ming, I have always dealt with you with my heart and my lungs. I know you have objections to my heart, but I have never alienated you because of this. On the contrary, I love you even more. I gave you my heart, you should know!"

Lu Ming seemed to be moved, his shoulders shrugged, and his breathing became quicker.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help touching his arm, and shuddered: "My god, it’s the first time I have discovered that a man is facing another man’s love words, like this... …"

Originally it was just a complaint, but Lu Ming suddenly opened his eyes.

The line of defense that had just been broken by the divine lord was rebuilt in his eyes.

"You don't need to tell me this, I came here today to kill you!"

Turning his left hand, a dagger appeared.

As if to show his determination and endurance, the dagger pierced into the shoulder of the **** master without any hesitation.

"puff"

Blood splattered.

"Wow, can he still bleed?!" Feng Chenglin seemed to have discovered the New World, and hurriedly leaned over: "You can still bleed?"

What's even stranger is that the blood of the Lord seems to be flowing in the void.

Ling Luoyu also realized something was wrong: "...His body is still there?!"

When they saw the divine lord just now, they all thought that the divine lord at this time had no body, only the intricate muscles and internal organs.

But now it seems that the **** Lord turned out to be just a transparent layer.

Otherwise, everything about him is normal.

This explains why Luming punched him so many times in a row, but his body did not appear to be abnormal.

Feng Chenglin was very curious and raised his hand to touch the shoulder of the divine lord, his wrist sank and was caught by Ling Luoyu.

"Fatty!"

Following Ling Luoyu's line of sight, the God Lord and Lu Ming were staring at them.

After Feng Chenglin realized, he slowly withdrew his hand, awkwardly, but politely smiled.

"Excuse me, you two, this is the first time I have encountered such a thing. Did I bother you just now?"

"Ahem"

Ling Luoyu coughed twice.

Feng Chenglin knew it, and consciously stepped back.

"Um, really, really disturbed, or... you two continue first?"