If the two of them forcefully enter the forbidden area, it will inevitably cause pressure and panic.

"San Master, what do you mean? Are you true or false?!"

It is rare that Ling Luoyu can admit his statement, but Fatty Feng is not sure.

"I just said it casually, you won't take it seriously, right?"

Ling Luoyu pondered for a moment and called back the Maoqiu.

"Fatty, you two are waiting for me here!"

"roar!"

Maoqiu's throat made a whimper, rubbing against Ling Luoyu's calf.

It also wanted to follow her up.

"Maoqiu, I'm fine! Be good, be obedient!!"

Ling Luoyu rubbed its head and told Feng Chenglin to be careful, so he followed the traces of the Soo-Winged Demon Dragon to catch up with him.

As she expected, the traces were heading towards the forbidden area.

Pushing apart the bushes and crevices through the grass, Ling Luoyu saw the Soul-winged Demon Dragon in the stone pit.

As Feng Chenglin said, it looks like a bald chicken.

His gloomy body was grayish white, and he lay there with a drooping head, his expression a little depressed.

Just as she was about to step forward, she suddenly heard the sound of the sky sweeping away from the air.

There are flying beasts!!

She sank down and looked at the sky.

At a glance, her breathing stopped suddenly.

"Mojiao Qilin?!!"

It's a snooze!!

How did the Mojiao Qilin appear here?

After the Mojiao Qilin, there was also a flying beast larger than it.

And it seems that the two flying beasts seem to be chasing and the other escape.

After a few breaths, the ink-horned unicorn landed on the top of the misty mountain.

Turning over and jumping up to the treetops, Ling Luoyu looked into the distance.

The mysterious energy fluctuates, and it seems that it is fighting.

Her eyes were aimed at the Sop-Winged Demon Dragon. It seemed as if it had no feeling, and it was still lying there motionless, still looking sad.

"It's all right!"

The sound of grass passing by came from behind.

"Three Young Master!"

Feng Chenglin's low voice also came to his ears.

He also saw the Mojiao Qilin and the flying beast. He was worried that Ling Luoyu would come and take a look first.

"Is something wrong there?"

"You know, but it seems like a fight started!"

Ling Luoyu collected the hair ball, greeted Feng Chenglin and hid in the tree, and gave him a marble.

"You stay here and stare at the Soul Winged Demon Dragon, I'll go and see there!"

Fatty Feng stuttered: "That... I'll go with you! This bald chicken... has nothing to see?!"

He was embarrassed to say that he was worried about the pervert of bald chicken.

If it discovered his existence, he would not have a chance to run away once he was furious.

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes when he disliked: "Didn't I say it? Beasts are the same as humans. As long as you don't provoke it, it won't provoke you! Especially if you don't get involved in its territory, it won't take the initiative to cause trouble for you!"

“Its territory?”

Ling Luoyu Nu’s lips: “It’s the forbidden area among the stones! Remember, don’t move here. If it leaves, follow it if it can. If it can’t keep up, squat here and keep not moving around!!”

Feng Chenglin nodded quickly and said, just as he was about to say something, Ling Luoyu had already turned around decisively and rushed towards Yanyu Pavilion.

Above the Yanyu Pavilion, the Mojiao Qilin and the flying beast were fighting. Their owner was not idle on the ground and they were hard to separate.

Ling Luoyu hid in a corner and looked at the two people who were fighting on the roof, and couldn't help but feel ache.

"Can't you guys come down and fight?"

The mysterious wind burst, and any places they swept through showed varying degrees of damage.
Chapter completed!