Song He frowned and turned to ask his new followers, "Have you seen Zhu Tianmiao in the village?"
"No, we have never heard of the name Zhu Tianmiao."
Songhe asked again: "Then...is there anyone in the village with green eyes like me?"
"We don't know about that. Our cultivation is too low, so we came to the secret realm to try our luck. We thought we'd be lucky enough to get some opportunities, but who knew this secret realm was so weird, it's not a place for people like us. So we volunteered to stay and guard the food and water sources in the village, waiting for them to come back."
"Mr. Shen is surrounded by many spiritual masters, many of whom are talented and extraordinary. We haven't paid much attention to them, so we're not sure if there are any humanoid beasts around him."
"Mr. Shen should be back in a while."
Song Hedao: "Don't call me Mr. Shen, what is the full name of this surname Shen?"
"I don't know. We never asked Mr. Shen's name. We just heard everyone calling it that, so we followed suit."
Hearing this, Song He felt a bit of a headache. He felt that he had accepted a bunch of useless, low-level trash. This group of trash was not worthy of being his believers at all. But now he had no choice but to be patient and asked, "How long will it take for them to come back?"
"have no idea."
"Which direction did they go?"
"I'm not sure. He was heading east at first, but we seem to have heard that Mr. Shen plans to visit all the nearby villages and towns. We don't know where he is now."
A typical case of not knowing anything.
Songhe: “…”
What's the point of him collecting this bunch of trash?
Songhe waved his hand in disdain and casually ordered, "Tear down all these eyesore houses in the village and build me a magnificent palace."
One of the spiritual masters asked, "Great God, what kind of palace do you want?"
"Just build it." Songhe had no intention of living here at all. He just wanted to find something for this group of humble believers to do to keep them busy.
However, the believers did not know what he was thinking. Instead, they felt that Songhe entrusting them with such an important task as building the palace was a trust in them and also a test.
The believers were excited and said, "Lord God, we will definitely build the most magnificent and magnificent palace for you!"
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Song He said perfunctorily. After dealing with this group of cheap believers, he threw the sword to the ground, making the sword blade bigger, then walked up to the sword, glanced at Lan Zhi lazily, and said, "Come up."
Lan Zhi walked over and Song He put one hand on her shoulder.
The believers looked at Lan Zhi with eyes full of envy and jealousy. Why could she be taken away by the Lord God?
And the God even took the initiative to touch her with his hands...
This round-faced young man looks ordinary. What on earth did the God see in her?
Do gods like round faces?
Several young spiritual masters touched their faces, thinking about buying a plastic surgery pill after going out and making themselves look like Zhu Tianmiao.
Song Zirui hesitated and refused to get on the flying sword. He stood aside and looked up and asked, "Tian Miao, can you hold me?"
Lan Zhi refused mercilessly, "No, I'm too weak to hold you."
Song Zirui blinked his clear blue-green eyes and said, "I'm very light, can you try it?"
There was a hint of pleading in his tone, and he looked at Lan Zhi eagerly, looking pitiful. Lan Zhi couldn't refuse, so she bent down and stretched out her hands, intending to use only a little strength and then say that she couldn't hold him. Unexpectedly, she just moved slightly and didn't use much strength, and Song Zirui was picked up by her.
Lan Zhi: “…”
This child weighs about the same as a bowl of water.
Lan Zhi hugged Song Zirui with one hand and touched Song Zirui's face twice with the other hand. The child's skin was as tender and smooth as boiled egg white, and it felt so good to touch. Lan Zhi was a little addicted. When the flying sword flew into the sky, she raised her arm again, but halfway up, she felt that her behavior was not good, so she was about to put her hand down.
Song Zirui grabbed her sleeve, took the initiative to put her palm against his face, and whispered: "I'll let you touch it."
Song Zirui rubbed his face against her hand, looked at her with clear eyes, and said, "You smell good, I like it very much..."
Song He didn't control the flight of his longsword, but simply let it hang in mid-air. Standing on the sword, he looked down at the scenery below and said, "Zhu Tianmiao is indeed strange. I can smell two scents on her. One is from our kind, and the other... is very faint, like a ferocious beast cub. The bloodline of this cub is very noble. This cub may develop into one of our kind in the future."
Song Zirui asked curiously, "Really? Where is the cub?"
Lan Zhi repeated blankly, "Where?"
Song Zirui said: "I don't know, that's why I asked you."
Lan Zhi let out a long "Oh" and said, "I remember a while ago, a ferocious beast was born in our country, and later it was contracted away by someone."
She didn't lie, she just concealed the most crucial information, such as the fact that this ferocious beast was contracted by her.
Song Hedao said, "A young cub of noble bloodline shouldn't be contracted by a lowly human. Which country are you in? When I leave the secret realm, I will definitely go to your country, snatch that cub away, and then throw that human into the frying pan!"
Lan Zhi said without hesitation: "I am from the Kingdom of Renxin."
The name of this country was made up by her. The inspiration for the name came from the phrase "benevolent heart of a doctor". She didn't know whether this country actually existed on this continent. Anyway, as long as she left the secret realm, Lan Zhi would immediately use the Lan Shen Flower to destroy the mark left by Song He in her body. By then, Song He would not be able to find her at all in such a big world.
Her identity is fake, her origin is fake, her name is fake, even her gender is fake...
The secret realm brought together people from all over the world. When they left, everyone returned to their own countries. At worst, Lan Zhi would no longer use the pseudonym Zhu Tianmiao and would adopt a new identity and name.
well……
Lan Zhi sighed inwardly, suddenly realizing that the aliases she created were almost always unusable after being used once, like "Ge" and "Tian Miao"...
Back in the day in the country of Da Rui, "Ge" used blue flame and "Tian Miao" used golden flame. In this secret realm, the locals of Da Rui gathered in the village where Lan Zhi lived. Everyone was sleeping at night. No one had ever seen Zhu Tian Miao use blue flame. Only Ji Zifeng and others and Song He had seen it, but they were not from Da Rui. It would not affect Zhu Tian Miao's life in Da Rui, so it was not a big problem.
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