"If it were in normal times, I would definitely let you not have to be so restrained, and the title of Spirit King would not be called at all, but the situation at this time is a little different." While saying this, the smile gradually disappeared from the Spirit King's face, and a unique sense of deterrence also made Zongtian slowly nervous.

"My daughter's matter, please give me an explanation."

The question that should have come will still come, and such a question can be regarded as Zong Tian thought of it before, but at this time, he still does not have a qualified answer.

"I'm sorry, I have nothing to say about this." Although this was obviously not a good answer, after saying such words, Zongtian felt a sense of relief.

"Nothing to say?" The corners of the Spirit King's mouth were slightly raised, but that expression was not like it, but more like a kind of hideous after anger. It's just that in the face of this worse state of affairs, Zongtian's mood is unusually calm, although he may have been a little misunderstood at this time, but as he knows everything, he only has peace in his heart.

"That's why I said it, these things are all decisions I made on my own." Just when the two were facing each other, the sudden voice interjected, and Zongtian only discovered at this time, and the soul maker was also here.

"You still need to be sure." Hearing his daughter's words, the Spirit King's face also returned to normal, and the serious atmosphere also dissipated at this time.

"Although what happened to the soul maker was probably her own decision." Speaking of this, the Spirit King also caressed the head of the soul maker dotingly, and this time he probably wanted to suppress her retort to that approximation, "But the beneficiary is you after all, so ......"

Although the Spirit King's words came to an abrupt end at this time, her meaning Zongtian was completely understood, and in terms of Zongtian's temperament at this time, the Spirit King actually didn't have to explain so much.

It was probably the harmonious atmosphere that gradually relaxed Zongtian, and the fear caused by knowing the truth last night also faded a lot at this time. However, this improvement did not give Zongtian more chances to save the situation, just when he was thinking hard about what to say at this time, the soul creation had already come to his side, and she was still urging Zongtian to leave. So Zongtian had no choice but to leave the Spirit King's room with an apologetic expression, but fortunately, he saw a kind and smiling face when he went out.

After leaving the room, Zongtian originally wanted to pretend to question the soul, but for this sister who could see through himself, Zongtian still endured this hypocritical behavior, after all, he really wanted to escape from that room before.

"Sister Soul Maker, now we have to do something." Since it was the person in front of him who pulled himself out of the room, Zongtian naturally asked better.

"It's up to you what you want to do." It's just that the soul is made without knowing what to do.

"Then why did you rush me away just now?"

"Because I'm tired and need to rest."

Although such a reason sounds a bit capricious, Zongtian understands the feeling of creating souls. It's like a student who has left home, after seeing a relative who has not met for a long time, his mood is always surging, but such a surging is easily hit by those chatters, and when those cold and warm questions become turned over and over, the warmth seems to become a kind of torture.

At this time, Zongtian didn't think of it enough, and he seemed to have a deeper understanding of Yang Ling's words last night. If you are an extremely withdrawn person, you have the kind of toxin that makes life worse than death. This kind of unlikable characteristic will definitely make him feel more relaxed, but for a person like the Spirit King who cares for his children, this must be a kind of torture, and for Xiao Jiu, the Spirit King's concern is even more miserable torture.

Zongtian, who was thinking about these alone, couldn't help but shudder at this time, and after seeing that there was no one around him, he had no choice but to walk to the hall again. When Zongtian returned to that familiar place again, Seth's figure had disappeared, and Yang Ling was still standing in the same place, and even his expression was still the same frown that Zongtian had seen before.

It seemed that it was the first time he had seen Yang Ling show such an expression, and Zongtian was also looking left and right with curiosity.

"What are you doing?!" People who are already distressed will naturally be even more annoyed after being watched like this.

"It's nothing, I just don't think this expression is suitable for you." Although such words sound a little ambiguous, fortunately, Zongtian's tone is quite serious.

"What's wrong with that?" Such strange words seemed to make Yang Ling's mood feel better, at least at this time, his brows were opened.

"So what the hell did Seth tell you?" Although that expression was already very novel to Zongtian, it was obviously something that interested him more at this time.

"There's nothing special, just let's go out and observe."

"Then why are you ......" Zong Tian also frowned as he said this, but it was really harder than he imagined to maintain this appearance.

"How can I work so hard." Yang Ling flicked it lightly and lightly on the center of Zongtian's eyebrows.

"But it's still a little weird." After the joke, Yang Ling also told the reason why he was strange, "Do you think that the Spirit King, who is in charge of such a city, will not have his own eyeliner?" ”

After Yang Ling's explanation, Zongtian also seemed to notice something strange. As a city manager, eyeliner is naturally normal, but the word seems a little too straightforward, and as such an advanced city, these so-called eyeliners may just be some machinery that can be recorded. It's just such a conjecture, and it seems to be a bit of a fuss.

"However, Seth also gave an explanation for these doubts." And Yang Ling's words after that also made Zongtian refresh his understanding of Ling Cheng again. Not only does Lingcheng have technology that seems to be higher than the real world, but the concept of this society also seems to have a bit of a science fiction feeling. In Seth's mouth, it would be a much fairer judgment to let them observe the whole affair. Because they are not part of the city after all, they can make it more real to see things with their eyes.

While this is a reasonable thing, what city would let a foreigner dictate it?