Ling Luoyu curled his lips and smiled: "It is estimated that there are a lot of them, otherwise they would not be worthy of the status of God Lord... But among these disciples, it is estimated that there are also favored and unfavored... the favored ones, just stay by your side and use them. Well! As for those who are not favored... it is estimated that they will be a bit miserable. They will be sent outside to do some field work, business trips and other tasks...

Feng Chenglin pointed to Zhao Sheng in cooperation: "Like him?"

"Yes! He is probably not favored... Maybe, it means that he has lost his reputation as a confidant disciple of the gods! These people are usually mass-produced and used to supervise the role of other people!"

"Oh...that means that his life and death, on the side of the gods, is probably not too sad!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "If you had a colony of bees, would you feel bad for a bee that was exhausted to gather nectar?"

"...No...because I still have a lot of such bees! Just one dead, what does it matter!?"

When Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin sang a harmony, Zhao Sheng finally understood

"You... are you warning me, asking me to... stop doing things for the gods, but live for yourself?"

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at each other:

"Did I say that?"

"No!"

"Is this guy's understanding problem?"

"may"

Zhao Sheng watched the two sing and sing and shook his head quickly: "No, no, no, I understand what you mean, you... are you planning to make a deal with me, for example..."

"What's the deal? You are going to die now, are you still dealing with you? Are we stupid?" Feng Chenglin interrupted him in an angry manner, and rolled his eyes at Ling Luoyu: "If you want me to say, just fire him up Forget it, why use such nonsense?"

"But when people are alive, we are on fire. Isn't it hurtful?"

"What hurts the sky and reason? Compared to those things he did, we can be regarded as doing the way for the sky!"

"...But, isn't this bad?" Ling Luoyu still hesitated.

"What's wrong? He is dead anyway, is there any difference between dying early and dying late?"

The conversation between the two people without anyone else caused Zhao Sheng to almost collapse.

"Don't talk about it..."

Over the years, he has not thought about such a problem.

Everyone is a disciple of the God Lord, and they are all labeled as his confidants, but what is the result?

Although some people are like him, they are inserted into some places to make eyeliner.

But where they are, which one is like him?

In addition to a group of living dead, there is a group of sloppy rough men.

There is not even a woman who speaks!

This time, Ling Luoyu's and Feng Chenglin's words were like knives, every word pierced into his heart, tearing away the grievances in his heart.

"I know that my sins are serious, but I am also helpless... On the side of the God Lord, I am a dispensable ordinary disciple. I have to do what he wants me to do. I am not qualified to say no! , Regarding these puppets, they are all refined by the gods, and they are not my sins. I...I just control the dead. Is there anything wrong?"

"Where is Liu Tang?" Ling Luoyu interrupted him coldly.

Zhao Sheng's expression changed a few times: "He...his death was made by himself, not me..."