Princess Against the World

With a question, the hall fell silent for an instant.

Everyone stood there nervously, with sweat on their foreheads, waiting for the answer to the question.

Zhang Po's withered hand slowly removed the black bowl.

"Today, I only need one word..."

Everyone: "..."

One sentence? ?

What is this path?

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to break the silence.

Zhang Po raised her eyebrows: "What? You don't want to know what this sentence is?"

"No... Mrs. Zhang, you suddenly said such a sentence, and we don't know how to follow it..."

"Yes, you want a word? But what kind of words are they? Whose words are they? You don't say anything..."

"Mr. Zhang, you see we have known each other for so long, why don't you remind us so that we can know what you want?"

"That's right, Mrs. Zhang, please give me a reminder..."

"..."

Everyone was talking, half pleading, half trying to please and laughing with him.

Zhang Po raised her hand slowly, suppressing everyone's chattering.

"I just want to say something... Some people say that the so-called immortals in Mieshan are just rumors spread by false rumors..."

Ling Luoyu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Zhang Po's laughing voice came next: "So... what is the next sentence?"

Everyone: "..."

What the hell is this problem?

How can they know what the next sentence is?

However, you always have to guess——

"Po Zhang, is this... this just fart?"

"Fuck you...the last sentence should be - this must be a rumor!"

"Do I...do I still have to wait here?"

"I think it should be... let those who don't believe go. I firmly believe that miracles exist!"

"..."

All kinds of irrelevant words came out of everyone's mouths, and Feng Chenglin couldn't help laughing.

"Have these people's brains been eaten by bugs? What all this nonsense? Also...that bastard said that sentence, don't say it, it's quite right...I think this Mia Dieshan , it’s just a pit…”

He looked at Ling Luoyu with his smiling eyes, wanting to tease her with him, but Ling Luoyu looked at him with a charming look.

"Three...Three Young Masters..."

Feng Chenglin felt the hostility in her eyes, and the smile on his lips couldn't help but twitch.

"No...you don't know...who...said those words, right?"

Ling Luoyu nodded seriously: "I really know who that bastard is!"

"……who?"

"I'm sitting right in front of you!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

After a long time, he curled his lips.

"Third Young Master...are you really lying?"

"What do you think?!"

"...then...what's the next sentence?"

Ling Luoyu thought for a while and shook his head: "Forgot!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

How can you forget what you said?

Besides, Ling Luoyu is not the kind of person who forgets things he says!

"Third Young Master, stop playing around... think about it quickly, didn't you see those people struggling to say the next sentence?"

This is the best time to get closer to the truth. Why isn't Ling Luoyu in a hurry?

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "Third Young Master, didn't you hear it? This person named Zhang Po is unusual. She may really know something that others don't know. You have to hang up with her... …”

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and curled his lips evilly.

"Even if these people want to break their heads, they can't imagine what I'm saying next..."