"Ayu, you've learned too much." Qi Xia looked at Yan Yu with a sad face. This is the most pure and gentle good man among them. Why did this clear spring turn into black water without knowing it?
"Those who are close to the ink are black." The severe rain blew thousands of pounds.
Who is he close to? Except for the members of the Phantom Team, he doesn’t think so.
A group of people teased Yan Yu but failed and were teased instead. They all silently lamented the surge in Yan Yu's combat power.
This was definitely brought about by these two beasts, Shen Yanxiao and Qi Xia.
Shen Yanxiao couldn't sit still. She knew that the other party was a fake holy king, and Nangong Mengmeng kept staring at her. She felt that the air around her was a little thin.
"Sage, Grandpa, I still have things to deal with, you guys want to talk first." Shen Yanxiao excused himself and left.
She is the city lord and has many things to do, so this activity of nagging is not suitable for her.
Nangong Mengmeng was moved by Shen Yanxiao's glorious image of conscientiousness and gave a hundred likes in her heart.
As expected of her idol, she is busy working every day.
"Go." Shen Feng smiled and didn't hold back much. They, the elderly, may want to have more contact with the divine realm, but their granddaughter is still young after all, and I'm afraid she won't feel comfortable being restrained like this.
"Yes." After Shen Yanxiao said this, she immediately greased the soles of her feet and left. Before leaving, she was quite loyal and called her five friends.
The five beasts also left, with the excuse of helping Shen Yanxiao deal with things.
After all six people had left, Nangong Mengmeng stared at the door reluctantly with a series of activities in her heart.
After a while, she made an excuse...
"Shengjun, I have a stomachache." Nangong Mengmeng held her belly pitifully and asked for leave from Shengjun.
How could the Holy Lord not know her little thoughts and let her go without much force?
Nangong Mengmeng got free and immediately flew out, looking for people everywhere to find out where Shen Yanxiao had gone.
At this moment, the members of the Phantom Team have gathered in the back garden of the City Lord's Mansion.
"What do you think of the Holy Lord?" Shen Yanxiao thought about it for a long time and decided to tell them some of Xiu's speculations.
"That's it." Tang Nazhi didn't understand why. He wasn't interested in the Shengjun figure. He was too tall to play with them. It was okay to pay homage to him.
"Charm and demeanor, calm temperament." Yan Yu commented in a decent manner.
"What did you think of?" Qi Xia felt that Shen Yanxiao's question could not be without reason. It was really strange that she suddenly asked everyone about their feelings towards the Holy Lord.
She doesn't seem to be such a gossip, so it would be normal if Tang Nazhi asked her.
Qi Xia's attentiveness made Shen Yanxiao laugh.
As expected, this profiteer can't escape his feelings even at the slightest sign of trouble.
"If I say that this Holy Lord is not the same one who helped us awaken the divine beasts before, would you believe it?" Shen Yanxiao slowly dropped a bombshell.
For a moment, a group of friends were a little dumbfounded.
Except for Li Xiaowei, among them, they had never seen the Holy Lord, and several others had come into contact with him. Whether it was his appearance, body shape, or temperament, the Holy Lord in The Sun Never Sets was exactly the same as they remembered.
Shen Yanxiao suddenly said that this product might be a fake, which was really hard for them to accept.
"Why do you think so?" Qi Xia frowned slightly. It was not a small matter that the Holy Lord was not fake, and he saw that there were no suspicious signs in the divine envoys around the Holy Lord. But for Shen Yanxiao to raise this guess, it must be Discovered something.