Chapter 4809: What's here

Feng Chenglin squinted: "Why didn't you soak? You don't drink it?"
"I'm not... not thirsty, and I ate too much just now, and I can't drink it!" Zhao Sheng stood eagerly, bowing like a second child.
"Sit down!" Ling Luoyu looked sideways indifferently, his eyes were so cold that he couldn't see any happiness or anger.
Zhao Xing's heart twitched: "Ling...Mr. Ling?"
"Sit down, I have something to ask you!"
"……Oh……"
Zhao Xingban pulled his down next to the stool, glanced quietly at the large bowl of tea, and swallowed unconsciously.
Ling Luoyu followed his gaze and held up the tea cup calmly: "I want to ask you something..."
"Mr. Ling, please say!" Zhao Sheng suddenly raised his voice with a serious face: "As long as I know, I must say...this, Feng Chenglin and I have already said this, and we have been doing that, Mr. Feng, you Right?"
Feng Chenglin blanked his eyes and didn't care about it
Look at this guilty conscience!
It seems that no one else knows what he did!
Ling Luoyu looked down at the tea leaves in the tea cup, somewhat listless: "I ask you, what did the gods say about this town?"
Zhao Sheng was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
"Ah what?" Feng Chenglin knocked down the table impatiently: "Should ask you something, just say what you say, don't hide, don't lie, don't think about being clever..."
"Yes Yes Yes……"
Zhao Sheng nodded repeatedly, but stared at the tea in Ling Luoyu's hand.
"Mr. Ling just ask if he has anything to say, I know I can say everything, and I can say nothing..."
"What's in here?"
"...Huh?" Zhao Sheng's expression suddenly shocked.
"Here...what's there?" Ling Luoyu raised his eyes, his eyes cold: "Why do you pay attention to this place?"
"Oh... I have said with Mr. Feng, this is the place where the descendants of the ancient ancestors lived!" Zhao Sheng seemed to be relieved and responded casually.
"Descendants of ancient ancestors?" Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at each other calmly: "Why do the gods care about ancient descendants so much?"
"This...I don't know about this! God wants us to do what I do..."
Zhao Sheng got up, holding his hands respectfully.
"Sir, please have tea, otherwise this tea will be cold..."
"What are you in a hurry?" Feng Chenglin yelled in an uncomfortable voice: "Whether we drink tea or not, what hinders you? The third master asks you, just say, don't talk about those useless!
"Yes Yes Yes……"
Zhao Sheng's touched the stool again, carefully laughing.
"I just heard that it seems that the gods have been paying attention to the things of the ancient ancestors and descendants, because...because..."
He glanced around and approached Ling Luoyu mysteriously.
"because……"
Ling Luoyu retreated in disgust, and Feng Chenglin also grabbed Zhao Sheng and dragged him back.
"You come back to me..."
Zhao Sheng twitched his mouth, and sat back to his original position in a slanderous manner: "I'm afraid...the wall has ears, after all, this is on someone else's site!"
"You're so much nonsense, you cover it up!" Feng Chenglin had a black face again: "If you don't say it, just shut up for me, don't give me a gourd. ..."
"Yes, yes!" Zhao Sheng nodded respectfully again, his attitude was almost as low as the dust: "That...is like this, I heard...those who are against the gods are actually descendants of the ancient clan, and still Those descendants after the rise..."