The sudden appearance of this crazy weapon spirit made Ye Ling feel that it was extremely unreasonable and that a big conspiracy was gradually approaching.
Ling Luo's expression also became solemn and he said: "Sometimes I think that my life seems to be just a game played by the Lord God."
Qingcheng Ye Ling turned her head, her dark red eyes sparkling with compassion.
"Yu and I are both chess pieces in the hands of the Lord God." Ling Luo raised his head, his eyes dull, and a helpless bitter smile curled up on his lips, "He plays with us, toying with us, so in my life, will
If there is Di Jiang, there will be Jue He. Now, there is another Di Wuchen. I don’t know who else will be there in the future.”
"Luo'er..." Qingcheng Ye Ling's voice contained a hint of pleading.
Ye Ling's heart shivered violently, and there was a voice shouting crazily in his mind, and himself! And himself!
"I think it's been a very hard life."
Ling Luo sighed softly, her voice full of sadness, "I just want to live a quiet life with Yu as a married couple, isn't this okay?"
Qingcheng Yeling fell into silence completely.
She didn't know how to answer, or in other words, she didn't have the position to answer at all.
"Ye Ling, the Lord God is omnipotent, right? He created the entire universe. Is he peeping at me somewhere now? He must be able to hear what I say." Ling Luo's lips curled up.
Suddenly a funny arc appeared.
Qingcheng Ye Ling lowered her long eyelashes for a long time and said: "The Lord God is light, Qi, nothingness, and everything. He is everywhere."
Ling Luo smiled, smiling like an innocent child. She stretched out her hands, put them to her mouth in the shape of a trumpet, and shouted at the sky: "Who is that? I hate you very much!"
A look of panic flashed across Qingcheng Ye Ling's face, and she quickly stretched out a hand, grabbed Ling Luo's arm, and shook her head vigorously.
"I know you must be able to hear me. I'm not afraid of you at all. If I hate you, I hate you. I hate you so much!"
Ling Luo ignored Qingcheng Ye Ling's obstruction, and even stretched out his hand to shake off her restraint. The more he shouted, the more energetic he shouted, and the smile on his face became more and more blazing.
"You must think you are great, you must be jealous of us, right? Hahaha!"
"Rumble--"
"Thunder--"
In the clear night sky, thick black clouds suddenly rolled up, thunder roared, and lightning struck one after another.
A bolt of white lightning descended from the sky and struck down towards the place where Ling Luo was standing.
"Xiaoluo!"
Qingcheng Ye Ling was so frightened that her heartbeat stopped and her face was as pale as a dead person.
Ling Luo showed no fear on her face and didn't even try to run away. Her slender body was like a vigorous pine and cypress, rooted in the ground.
Roaring thunder struck at her feet, causing sand and rocks to fly and countless pieces of soil to spread out. Deep pits of more than ten feet crisscrossed her side.
However, none of them actually hit her body.
Seeing this scene, Qingcheng Yeling was dizzy, and the blood in his body was about to freeze.
"Xiaoluo, don't anger him! Don't!"
She shouted hysterically at Ling Luo, her voice full of pleading.
Ling Luo turned her head and looked at Ye Ling quietly, with a proud smile on her lips and said, "What are you afraid of? Look, he won't hurt me at all."