Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu stared at him with fresh and clear eyes, crossed his gaze, and handed a bowl of porridge to Master Changyang.

"So, it is difficult for my petty mentality to be judged by you, Sister Zhenren... Just treat what I said just now as if you didn't hear anything and nothing happened. What should you do? , just listen to what I say for fun..."

"You are really self-aware!" Master Changyang made no secret of his disdain for her: "I know that I am not capable of taking Thunder's Fury, but this is better than others..."

Her gaze fell into the distance.

Even though they knew she was there, the number of people who coveted the Wrath of Thunder did not decrease because of this.

"You said these people still dare to stay here and not leave. What are they waiting for? Do they really think that they can snatch the Wrath of Thunder from my hands?"

As long as she is here, the Wrath of Thunder will never fall into the hands of others.

But these people don't even understand this simplest truth, and they are still waiting here.

Keep what?

Are you waiting for a miracle to happen and picking up the slack?

snort! !

idiot!

Ling Luoyu's eyebrows sank slightly, and he looked at Changyang Master thoughtfully.

Strangely, this woman actually had a little more uneasiness in her body.

It shouldn’t be!

who is she?

A person who turns his hands into clouds, turns his hands into rain, and stamps his feet can cause great turmoil in the world.

How could such a person be uneasy?

Moreover, this uneasy feeling is still when talking about these people watching!

Could it be——

A bold idea suddenly popped up in her mind: She was afraid that the wrath of thunder would fall into the hands of others!

This is a bit interesting!

With Master Changyang's level of cultivation, he would actually have such worries!

Why?

Do you feel that your ability is not enough to completely contain the wrath of thunder?

Or is she worried that some of these people will take advantage of her and ruin her plan?

Can't?

Not to mention that these people had to be brave enough to dare to attack the real person of Changyang.

Even if he really takes action, he is seeking his own death.

She already knows this truth, but there's no reason why those old-timers who have become spirits don't know it.

These people are here more to watch the excitement.

After all, recognizing the owner of Thunder's Fury is the rarest spectacle in their lives.

Even though they were a little selfish, more importantly, they wanted to see the adventure of this prosperous time.

Even if she can see things, Changyang Zhenren can't see it?

Since you can see it, why are you so nervous?

What is she nervous about?

unless--

It's because of her own reasons!

With a fleeting glance, Youran met Xizi's gaze.

He had been observing her calmly.

The two looked at each other and quickly moved away without knowing anything.

"Sister Zhenren, I think you don't have to think too much about these people. After all, for you, they can be completely ignored!"

"It can be ignored, but it looks annoying!" Master Changyang handed the bowl to her, tilted his head and looked at the tall tower of the old ancestral hall, thoughtfully.

Ling Luoyu followed her gaze and remained silent. He and Xizi stood on the left and right, standing quietly with her.

After a long while, Master Changyang slowly withdrew his gaze: "How much do you know about this black tower?"

"Sister Zhenren, I am really speechless when you ask this question... I am not from the Zhao family, you know..."