...

In terms of appeal, Zhu Minglang really has no choice at all.

Sure enough, on the side of Tianshu Zhengshu, Zhaoyao God became the "representative", and countless leaders joined Zhaoyao God, hoping to get a share of the pie under Zhaoyao God's leadership.

The Loulong Sect seems to be really suitable for me.

The sect leader is the only one.

And his current situation has also fulfilled this identity. Although he is the first emperor, Zhu Minglang cannot form a team of gods and listen to his orders.

On the one hand, the team leader must be a good god.

Only the righteous god can see the Xuan ancient species, and only the righteous god can see the Xuan ancient species.

On the other hand, Zhu Minglang did offend many gods in the Tianshu Zhengshen circle. He did not take the initiative to make friends, and did not pay attention to others when he came to show favors. He did not do many things like breaking his fingers. He punched Mingmeng and kicked his feet and was destined to be isolated.

Of course, Zhu Minglang is not completely isolated.

Linghu Ling and Wu Xiao must be willing to hang out with Zhu Minglang. After all, they were at Longmen, and with Zhu Minglang's great devil, they did not suffer any loss at all.

However, both of them are representatives of gods and need to lead the team in person.

...

In recent days, other righteous gods have been mobilizing various groups, forming various groups, and forming factions.

Zhu Minglang came down and ran to the massage parlor every few days. Although the little war god Yang Bing, Qin and Li Wangshan and others wanted to follow Zhu Minglang, Zhu Minglang felt that it was more convenient to walk alone.

The great responsibility is given to the sky, and I have no melons for rain!

Sister Xuan Ge is willing to support her, but she has offended too many gods and cannot help her.

"I wish you, the gods are empty all of a sudden. We will stay here every day, don't you do anything?" Ling Song couldn't help asking.

"Don't worry, let them deal with it first. The intrigue between gods is very powerful, and the gods and fairies are suffering from fighting against mortals. We just need to wait for those gods to break the precepts." Zhu Minglang said.

"oh oh."

"Are there any grapes? Then the end point is not enough to eat." Zhu Minglang said to the blind girl show.

"Yes, Xiao Jiang, wash some grapes." The blind girl said softly to a girl in the yard.

The girl responded crisply.

After a while, the little girl held a plate of washed grapes and placed them carefully next to Zhu Minglang. She had big black eyes as black as pearls. She looked at Zhu Minglang curiously.

"Why just take a plate, what about mine?" Ling Song said dissatisfied.

When Zhu Minglang saw that the little girl was almost leaning on her cheek, he couldn't help but smile and asked, "Did you just come?"

"Well, yes, my brother is very beautiful." said the girl named Xiao Jiang.

"How old are you?"

"Just over twelve years old." Xiao Jiang said.

"You can avoid the beauty of this world, and those few fingers will not be broken in vain." Zhu Minglang nodded with satisfaction.

"What brother said, Xiao Jiang doesn't understand." The girl said.

Xiao Jiang is very curious about everything, and she has a cute and cute feeling that she is not afraid of.

"My, at such a young age, how can you judge people by your appearance? I also give my brother a plate of grapes." Ling Song shouted from the side.

"Okay, Uncle Ling Song."

"..." Ling Song went back, closed his eyes tightly, and secretly cursed the world in his heart.

After eating the grapes, Zhu Minglang left with an umbrella.

The wind thrust in and almost blew away a small piece of silver left in the grape plate.

Ling Song took a look and was very surprised.

"He gave the money this time!" Ling Song said.

The blind girl asked Xiao Jiang to pack up the silver, and her slender hands couldn't help but hold the corners of her clothes tightly.

She couldn't see what Zhu Minglang looked like.

But not long ago, when she finally secretly brought out a girl from Manguo without being blindly punished, the blind girl realized something.

Since she became sensible, she has burned incense and worshipped God.

There is also an incense platform in the store now, and the incense has never stopped. She even insists on praying before going to bed every day...

However, all this I have done in the past is far less than a few chats with a special guest.

The blind girl also understood why he didn't give money last time.

However, I am afraid that this kindness will be difficult to repay for my life.

"What's wrong, why did you suddenly cry?" Ling Song saw that Miss Xiu's eyes were wet and looked puzzled.

Didn’t you just give money?

I won’t be so moved. I will pay every time I come, and sometimes I give more, but Miss Xiu doesn’t charge more every time.

"The wind blows into my eyes. Mr. Ling, is this Mr. Zhu very special?"

"Apart from being handsome, I don't think there is anything extraordinary. Of course, we may not have been together for a long time... Oh, he is quite righteous. I helped him steal things. If something happened, he would not hesitate to contradict him." Ling Song said.

After Ling Song left, Miss Xiu found a piece of paper and a pen.

"Xiao Jiang, don't you know how to draw ink? Can you draw that young man?" asked Miss Xiu.

"Yes, but my sister can't see it, and the other sisters can't see it either. Why do I draw it?"

"Hang it in the incense table, and we will only respect this god from now on."

"Ah??Is he a god?" Xiao Jiang said in surprise, his big black eyes flashing.

"Um."

"Then...will we still charge him money in the future?"

...

...

The rain continues.

The blue rain made the entire Xuan Ge god look like a fairyland city in poetry and painting. Zhu Minglang went to the back mountain of the temple to complete the daily routine of training the dragon, and stepped on the wet green steps.

Suddenly, Zhu Minglang felt something and looked up at the sky.

For some reason, Zhu Minglang felt that the Fuchen Star that belonged to him became more and more conspicuous.

Sometimes, it can be detected during the day.

Moreover, when I occasionally let go of myself, Zhu Minglang will hear some whispers, like the soothing singing in the distance, unable to hear what it is, but it just makes people feel very comfortable.

"It's so idle."

"In other words, will there be such great wisdom in the Xuan Ancient species?"

"If it were me, seeing that the Xuan Ge God was empty, and there were not many gods guarding him, they would definitely come here to trample on him...

Zhu Minglang held an umbrella and talked to himself while walking.

At this moment, Zhu Minglang took a look at the rainy sky, and there was a cloud of fog in the distant mountains in the sky, slowly floating towards the holy cities near the Xuange Shencun.

Zhu Minglang vaguely saw a distorted figure in the strange fog in the blue rain and mist, and was reflected from the outline of a black horn from the sky by his own Fuchen Star Divine Light!

I wish Minglang’s spirit to be cheered up!

There is really!!

This mysterious ancient demon has great wisdom that perfectly matches him!!

"Monster, come well, come well!"

This god is about to have mushrooms in this god capital!

I wish Minglang to regard you as the wisest ancient monster!

Take a lighter hand later.

"Everyone wakes up, all wakes up, come to live!"
Chapter completed!