Princess Against the World

"San Young Master, if you say that, then I won't leave!" Feng Chenglin was very provocative, making a face at the **** master.

God Lord gritted his teeth: "But I don't want those things about me, too many people know it!"

"This is the second point I want to say... You are not the real God Lord at all. Even if you are the real God Lord, whether my brother wants to leave or not depends on what I want, not your domination, not to mention. You are not the true God Lord at all, and you are even less qualified to control my brother's stay!"

Ling Luoyu's words were simple, yet domineering, and the divine master was speechless and speechless.

Finally nodded in frustration: "Okay, if you insist, I have no objection..."

After a pause, his expression became even more helpless and frustrated.

"I really don't understand, where do you see that I am a fake?"

For so many years, he has been sitting in the seat of the god, doing the things of the god, and enjoying the rights of the god.

To be honest, over time, he regarded himself as a god.

From which details did Ling Luoyu see the clues of his false identity.

"Didn't I tell you? God Lord is immortal, he will never become what you are now because of Gu Lan's little skills!"

"...Because of this?" The **** master still looked incredible: "How is it possible? I haven't been in this state for a year or a half, and so many people have not seen the clue, why did you find it unusual?"

"Because they are not the reincarnation of the human emperor, because there is no human emperor bone in their bodies!"

Ling Luoyu's cold and arrogant eyes revealed the deterrent power of the superiors.

"Haven't you heard a word? The wing bird is well aware of the ambition of the hungry bird, how can ordinary people understand and possess supernatural power, what kind of experience is it?"

The difference between ordinary people and gods is not their identity, but the kind of domineering king in their bones.

Feng Chenglin snapped his fingers and raised his eyebrows: "As for me, let me summarize it for you. What the third master meant is that you, even if you wear a dragon robe, don't look like an emperor!"

The divine lord's expression instantly darkened, as if thinking of something, he smiled bitterly.

"Yeah, this sentence, back then...someone also said that to me!"

"Who? Who is so wise?" Feng Chenglin started to gossip, "I really want to know this guy. We are heroes and see the same thing!"

The **** Lord slowly raised his head, and his smile became more meaningful: "The person who said this is naturally only the **** Lord!"

"Eh, you stop, let's talk about one important point first, do you have a name? Since the identity has been dismantled, let's restore our true body. It will not be too long for the gods to do it, even our own. Forgot all the names?"

"I'll be called God Lord!"

"...I know that you are called God Lord, what I said is your real name, your birth name..."

"It's God Lord!"

Feng Chenglin became impatient: "Is what I said is not obvious enough, or your understanding is a bit poor? What I asked is... your birth name, after your mother gave you your birth, the name that your mother calls you, always Wouldn't it be the God Lord?!"

"It's the God Lord!" The God Lord once again gave an affirmative answer.

Feng Chenglin is really going to go crazy: "You guy, are you kidding me?! Or looking at me like this looks like a good temper, I can play with you, right?"