Princess Against the World

If a normal man works so hard, even if he doesn't die, he still has to shed several layers of skin!

How did Gu Lan do it? !

Ling Luoyu said angrily to him: "Then, how about you ask Gu Lan yourself when you have the chance to see him again?!"

Hey, man! !

When men encounter problems in this area, they are always in this state of panic!

Feng Chenglin looked at her seriously: "This is a serious problem for me. No matter how capable he is, he can't pull off such a mess!"

If he really had this ability, he wouldn't be called a human being, he would be called a god.

No matter how strong a man is, he cannot produce such a large group of descendants.

Unless it is a son and a daughter, the kind that continues to breed with inbreeding.

Children have children and are passed down from one generation to the next, making it possible to create such a large town.

Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to create such a formation simply relying on Gu Lan's strength alone.

Lu Ming, who was leading the way, turned his head again and frowned: "Brother Feng, what are you talking about?"

He always felt that Feng Chenglin was talking to someone, rather than talking to himself.

"It's okay, I'm just sighing with emotion for your master's great achievements." Feng Chenglin caught up with him, still struggling with the problem in his heart: "You said that so many people... were all caused by your master alone. Yes? There’s no incestuous relations... or something like that?"

"No, you are thinking too much!" Lu Ming answered firmly.

"Don't be so absolute. Didn't you say it yourself? You haven't been here for many years. You've never been here. How do you know that nothing will change after so many years?"

"It won't change!" Lu Ming's answer was still so confident.

Feng Chenglin noticed something unusual: "Why won't there be any changes? Is there something secret... that I don't know about?"

Lu Ming glanced at him and didn't answer.

It was this glance that made Feng Chenglin conclude that there must be something fishy in it.

The gossip heart in his bones once again took over: "No, Mr. Lu, you see you are not sincere again, haven't we already agreed just now? We should be honest with each other, right? You tell me, your master's It's not your secret, there's no point in hiding it."

Lu Ming still didn't answer.

"As I said, your master's secret is not yours, so why should it be so shady? Being so mysterious and silent."

"..."

"Mr. Lu, the more you don't say anything like this, the more curious I become."

"..."

"No, Mr. Lu, this is too rude of you. Aren't you deliberately trying to tease me?"

Lu Ming seemed to be impatient with what he said. He stopped suddenly, turned his head, and looked into his eyes steadily, word by word.

"Because, my master has a special medicine. How special is it? It can make his descendants... cut off their descendants!"

"..." Feng Chenglin was stunned for two seconds: "Let his descendants... cut off their descendants?!"

Is this like something a father would do?

However, this approach is indeed very ancient.

It is entirely possible for a vicious and ruthless person like him to even sacrifice his own children with blood and cut off their descendants.