Infinite World Projection

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Five

"In a while, we will leave..."

Looking at Chen Changming, Shang finally spoke.

Listening to his words, Chen Changming was a little confused.

"We are not from the Spirit Sect."

As if seeing the doubts in Chen Changming's heart, Shang finally smiled, and then said: "It's just a connection with this place, so I just came over to take a look."

"Now that the time is almost up, we should almost leave."

"Is there anything I can help?"

Looking at the end of Shang, Chen Changming looked calm and asked.

"Not yet."

Shang Zhong's expression on his face remained unchanged, and he stood there and shook his head slowly: "However, if you really want to help us, just stay alive."

He patted Chen Changming on the shoulder and smiled at him: "As long as you live to the end, you are the best help for us."

This is indeed the truth.

As a variable besides fate, as long as Chen Changming goes all the way to the end, he will be able to influence more and more things, and his influence will also grow.

One day, it can affect many things, even reaching the point where it can change Zhao Zheng's fate.

So as long as he stays alive and keeps moving forward, it is the best result for Shang Zhong and Zhao Zheng.

Chen Changming looked at Shang Zhu with some doubts, and seemed a little confused about what he said.

However, he didn't say anything, so he nodded.

They chatted here for a while and talked about many things.

"That friend of yours has gone back."

Looking at Chen Changming, Shang Zhong said with a smile: "I didn't see him, but put him aside. He should have gone back now."

What they are talking about is not others, but gentleness.

Earlier, Chen Changming asked Wen Liuhe to run in the direction of the chaotic grave, seeking shelter here.

However, Shang Jun was obviously not interested in Wen Liuhe, so he didn't go to see him at all, just let him hide here for a while before letting him leave.

After chatting here for a while, Chen Changming bid farewell to Shang Zhong and left.

In the same place, Shang Jun stood there, watching Chen Changming's figure slowly disappear, and shook his head.

"Grandpa, how is it?"

From the side, Xiao Zhao Zheng's voice came over.

"Do not worry."

Looking at Zhao Zheng who came by for a while, Shang finally smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "He is not a big problem, he looks very strong like this."

"But it's like this now, but it won't be necessarily anymore."

Looking at the leaving figure of Chen Changming in the distance, Shang finally continued to speak: "As of this day, if there is no accident, he can probably inherit the life of the Spirit King."

"At that time, some things will start."

"what?"

Zhao Zheng's expression became nervous and asked.

"Inheriting the life of the Spirit King, naturally inheriting some other things."

Shang Zhong spoke softly and said, "Now it's his turn to top some roles that should be handled by others."

"And those roles are not good, none of them are easy to deal with."

"After this kid, I'm afraid he will suffer some things."

He said so, it seemed that he could already foresee what Chen Changming would encounter in the future.

"However, everyone has their own calamity, and this cannot be avoided."

Looking at Zhao Zheng on the side, Shang finally turned around and smiled at him: "It's Zheng'er, we will return to Qin country in a while."

"At that time, you will regain your status as Prince Qin."

"I don't care about these..."

Zhao Zheng frowned and spoke like this.

"no way."

Shang Zhong shook his head: "Like that kid, this is the fate you can't hide from."

"You were born by the destiny of the black dragon, and you were born to be different from mortals, and you will embark on a different path."

"Grandpa, even if I can suppress it for a while and let you live an ordinary life for a few years, it can't always be the case."

"Now that you have grown up, it is time to face everything that belongs to you."

He patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder, with some expectation and inexplicable complexity in his words.

In front of his eyes, Zhao Zheng remained silent, not saying a word, just standing there silently.

And on the other side.

Walking out of the chaotic grave, Chen Changming returned to his room.

He looked aside.

In the room beside him, Wen Liuhe was lying there, looking like this, he seemed to sleep soundly.

There were black-clad guards coming and going around, but because of Chen Changming's relationship, no one cared about him.

He just slept there all the time, and slept for two or three hours before he woke up groggy.

"Huh... Changming?"

He hit, looked at Chen Changming on the side, and then reacted.