Feng Wuyou sneered slightly.

Their fragile alliance really cannot stand the test.

Xiao Jinglan's expression remained motionless, and he looked cold as he looked at Sheng Man's actions.

"Little Phoenix..." He lowered his head.

Feng Wuyou knew what he meant, but shook his head: "No, we are asking for help."

Xiao Jinglan's meaning is very simple. There are indeed some people in the barbarians who have a very advantage in speed, but did Wulun forget that they are all the people in Tianlan who know how to use light skills.

This time they came to the wilderness, and the people who accompanied them all chose each other, and they all took one to be a good player. Even Ji Qing, who is the best, will not be better than those who have physical strength when using his light skills.

What a difference in life.

In other words, they don’t need Ulun to worry about it, and they don’t even need Shengman to lead the way.

Feng Wuyou Silverfish is born with a sense of water. Perhaps Feng Wuyou is more clear about the location of the Lingquan thing than these Shengmans.

According to Xiao Jinglan's meaning, these students are so unprotective, so they can go to Lingquan by themselves.

Judging from these actions of the mankind, although it may be a little far apart, there must be a spiritual spring nearby.

But Feng Wuyou cannot do this.

Although winter is coming, it is legitimate to seek blessings, but if you do this, the subsequent cooperation will inevitably have a knot.

Although she told Xiao Jinglan that they were here to ask for help this time, they were just kidding.

With Feng Wuyou's personality, how could he really ask for help?

Even if you are born in the next life, you are just doing exchanges.

Seeing that Wulun ignored her at all, Feng Wuyou walked forward by himself.

"Young Master Ulun, how many people in your clan can die?"

she asked with a smile.

When Wulun saw her coming, he was a little prepared and worried that Feng Wuyou would attack him, but he didn't expect Feng Wuyou to ask such a question.

Feng Wuyou pointed at himself and the people behind him: "Have you forgotten that Young Master Wulun, we, Tianlan people, are a little higher than you."

Wulun was slightly stunned and didn't understand what Feng Wuyou meant for a moment.

Feng Wuyou sighed: "We are all good at martial arts, have internal strength, can run very quickly, and... can last for a long time."

This is not false, Feng Wuyou tried it herself. With her current internal strength, it is enough to support her to use light skills to run quickly for two or three hours without any hindrance.

At most, after resting, you will lose some strength, but you will be able to use your strength more and rest for three or two days.

Ulun was completely stunned this time.

They rely on their bodies that are naturally stronger than ordinary people. The wilderness really doesn't know how to do martial arts.

They can't think of such a complicated method as practicing internal skills.

He wanted to give up Feng Wuyou and others, but in the end, he didn't need him to save him, and he could live a good life.

For a moment, his face looked extremely ugly.

People in Tianlan have martial arts skills these days, and it is indeed okay, but two-thirds of his tribe members cannot arrive at Lingquan before the arrival of winter.

His eyes were burning and he suddenly stared at Feng Wuyou.

"Stop!"

Feng Wuyou immediately stretched out a hand and stood up in front of Wulun.

She said helplessly: "It's not that I don't want to help Young Master Wulun. Young Master Wulun thinks that we can bear your tribe members?

Just be able to bear it, how many steps do you think you can take?"

Wulun's eyes just now clearly wanted Feng Wuyou and others to help him lead some tribe members.

But all these barbarians were two meters away, and they were all strong. Not to mention that Feng Wuyou could not lead them, she didn't want to lead them even if they could lead them.
Chapter completed!