"The last question, who are you?" The man in black's eyes became sharp, staring at her, as if to read the answer he wanted from her eyes.
"You will know this question soon, let's keep it in suspense, hehe." Leng Yetong smiled mysteriously, rolled his long hair, and said indifferently, "Okay, the question is over, you What do you want from me? I don't remember what I took from you."
"The weapons, secret books and spirit stones that I placed in the tomb of the gods are all gone. Except for you, I will not be the second person to think about it." The man in black looked at her and said lightly, "I have spent a lot of time and effort. The weak water I found so hard is gone. I thought you destroyed the Jiuli Illusion and this seat can watch a human disaster. Unfortunately, this seat has been disappointed. Now this seat is here to ask you for these things. , that other people's things are not good."
"How do you know that I must have taken it? I'm not the only one in the tomb of God." He rolled his eyes, smiled, and said ambiguous, "Or someone else took it? Or What if you lost your belongings yourself? It's not good to rely on others indiscriminately."
"Besides you, I don't think anyone in this seat has the ability to take these things and leave them alone." The man in black stared at her and said firmly.
"Giggle, you look down on me too much." She covered her face with a smile, smiling enchantingly and charmingly, looking at him amusingly, and said, "Don't forget, no matter how capable I am, I am only a martial artist. Ordinary people, I don't know those so-called spiritual powers. And the reason why I can escape again and again is because my good luck comes from Beichen Moxuan, the young master of the Nuwa clan, so Instead of asking me, you might as well ask him, maybe he took it. But I think the most likely one is the monitor you selected, but I heard that she is from the Demon Race."
"You mean Shangguan Yu'er?" The man in black was stunned for a moment, a little hesitant, but after thinking about it, it's not impossible. After more than a thousand years of imprisonment, she has long hated him to the core. It's reasonable to give him some unhappiness, but... He raised his eyes and looked at the smiling person in front of him. For some reason, he just thought she took it.
"I'm just giving you a suggestion. It's up to you whether you want to check or not." Seeing to understand what he was thinking, she smiled softly and said casually, "The people of the Demon Race should have the skills. It’s much older than me, and it’s considered a Fallen God race, and it’s quite different from us mortals.”
"Are you really just a mortal?" The man in black looked at her, and was a little shaken by this statement. He didn't believe that a mortal could destroy his plans again and again, and he was almost completely defeated, without a bit of maneuvering. room. But...he has verified many times that she really does not have any spiritual power in her body, and every time she uses martial arts to protect herself, but for some reason, he treats her to her. There is an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he doesn't know where this feeling comes from. This feeling makes him terrified, even to the point of being unable to sleep at night.