Looking at Liu Zhongyu for a long time, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Oh, I almost forget that you haven't eaten for nearly six days today. It seems that the body is not very good. what you think? "Yun Maoyan?"
The emperor of the white tiger Kingdom suddenly called out the name at last, which was very strange, because he was talking to Liu Zhongyu. But the name is someone else's. If someone else is here, I'm afraid I have to doubt whether the emperor of the white tiger kingdom is having any nerves.
However, Liu Zhongyu's thinking has almost dissipated, but because of these three words, he began to work again.
He is Yun Maoyan in the mouth of the white tiger emperor, but he is not Yun Maoyan in the mouth.
Or his body, once almost became Yun Maoyan.
Maybe, his soul almost became Yun Maoyan.
Liu Zhongyu hasn't eaten for five or six days. His body doesn't have much energy for his brain to work. He didn't know what to say, what to do, and what to express.
But now he clearly knows that he is not Yun Maoyan or Liu Zhongyu, and he is not the Minister of the Ministry of finance of the white tiger kingdom!!
He's from the beginning to the end!!
From the inside to the outside, he should be the real monarch of the white tiger Kingdom, Liu Wenmao!!!
If Liu Zhongyu said that, he would laugh off everyone's big teeth!!
Although Liu Wenmao is almost the same as Liu Zhongyu, the two people standing together will not be able to distinguish immediately. But it is also impossible to be able to casually identify yourself because of this.
Furthermore, if Liu Zhongyu is Liu Wenmao, who is Liu Wenmao standing here?!!
Who is Liu Wenmao, the emperor of the white tiger kingdom?!!
Yes
Now standing in front of him, with a condescending, like a winner posture No, who is the man who stares at the name of the white tiger emperor Liu Wenmao with a winning posture?!!!
Liu Zhongyu thinks that he should know, but now his brain is in a mess. He has no way to think of it, and even more can't recognize it.
However, for their own identity, it is a memory engraved into the bones. Even now the thinking is divergent, but it will never be forgotten.
Liu Wenmao now looks at Liu Zhongyu who has no expression, or can't make any expression. There is a trace of interest in the corner of the mouth. Eyes gradually become deep up, let originally feel a kind of cold temperament, at this moment become more sinister.
It's like a boa constrictor in the snow. It's uncomfortable for people to look at it. There's a slight trembling at the top of their heart.
"What kind of reason is it that you call someone's name and that person doesn't answer you? Is it the wrong person? It's also possible that the voice is too small to hear? Or, does that person have no idea at all and care about you? So pretend you didn't hear anything? "