Princess Against the World

After a question, the hall was silent for a moment.

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

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

"I only need a word today..."

Everyone: "..."

A word? ?

What way is this?

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?"

"It's not... Zhang Po, you suddenly came up with such a sentence, we don't know how to pick it down..."

"Yeah, you want a word? But what is this, who's talking, don't you say..."

"Zhang Po, you see that we have known each other for so long, so why don't you give a hint and let us know that what you want is that sentence!"

"That's right, Zhang Po, give me a hint..."

"..."

Everyone was chattering, half begging, half flattering and laughing.

Zhang Po's hand slowly lifted, pressing down everyone's babble.

"I just need a word... Some people say that the so-called immortal in Mi Dieshan is just a false rumor..."

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank suddenly.

Zhang Po laughed and said, "So... what's the next sentence?"

Everyone: "..."

What the **** is this so special?

How can they know what the latter sentence is?

However, always have to guess-

"Zhang Po, isn't it... this is pure fart?"

"Godden... the next sentence should be-this must be a rumor!"

"Is it... Am I going to continue to wait here?"

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

"..."

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

"Did these people's brains be eaten by bugs? What's all this mess? And ah... That sentence was said by that **** stuff, don't say it, it's quite right... I think this Mi Dieshan , It's just a pit..."

He smiled and looked at Ling Luoyu crookedly, trying to pull her to tease, but who knew that Ling Luoyu looked at him seductively.

"Three... Three Young..."

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

"No...you don't know...who...said that sentence, right?"

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

"……Who?"

"Sit right in front of you!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

It took a long time before he whispered his lips.

"San Shao... are you really fake?"

"What do you mean?!"

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

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

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Can you forget what you have said?

Moreover, Ling Luoyu is not the kind of person who can forget what he said!

"Three young masters, don't play anymore... Think about it quickly, don't you see those people squeeze their heads to the next sentence?"

This is the best time to get close to the truth of the matter. Why is Ling Luoyu not in a hurry?

He was sweating anxiously: "San Shao, didn't you hear it? This is an unusual thing called Zhang Po. She may really have something that others don't know. You have to hook up with her... …"

"What are you in a hurry?"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and the evil charm curled his lips.

"Even if these people want to break their heads, they can't think of what I said in the following sentence..."