But look at this, it is obviously not!

If that's the case, what's the use of keeping him?!

Feng Chenglin quietly pulled the dress of Ding Temple and signaled him to shut up—

Experience tells him that it is best not to interrupt when a woman chats.

Will be disliked!!

Sure enough, the woman in black sneered and glanced sideways: "This place is not a dilemma at all, how can I trap me? I keep you, and there are other uses!"

Dingmiao was about to open his mouth, but Feng Chenglin suddenly pressed the wound on him again.

"pain……"

"sorry……"

Sorry, it was intentional!

I said that I would shut up and I would say that I would say that I would say that I would say that!!

"What about us?" Ling Luoyu curled his lips with fun: "What is the effect of us for you?"

"You...are of course useful!"

"Before you use us, I don't know if you can tell us your identity...at least, we have to know who we are used by, right?"

"Who am I...it doesn't matter if you know it or not!"

"Why?"

"Because I'm a dead person!"

“…”

"The dead are of little use to you, because the only useful ones are the living... For example, you..."

A sharp light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the woman in black, and her body suddenly retreated and disappeared in an instant.

"Fuck..."

Feng Chenglin missed and pressed the wound of Ding Temple.

"ah……"

Ding Temple screamed in pain, but Feng Chenglin pushed it away with one hand.

"What's this for?"

He quickly walked to the wall, raised his hand and touched it, but couldn't find out what was going on.

"Three Young Master..."

When he turned his head, he saw Ling Luoyu standing there calmly, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

"San Master, why are you still standing there? Get started quickly..."

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and looked at his fingertips: "What hand do you do?"

"Let's find the agency... everyone ran away..."

"You seem to have found the wrong person!?"

“…”

Only then did Feng Chenglin realize that he should find a temple to settle down at this time.

But seeing his miserable look, I couldn't help but smile embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, this time I didn't mean it... it was just because I was so surprised..."

Dingmiao stood up with the pain and glared at him fiercely: "I didn't die in the hands of that girl, I will die in your hands sooner or later..."

"Don't be so heartless, how could I kill you?"

Feng Chenglin consciously moved away from the crowd and was very serious.

"At least, when you still have to use you, you won't kill you!"

“…”

Dingmiao looked at him speechlessly, too lazy to talk nonsense, and struggled to check the direction of the woman in black disappearing.

But the more I look at it, the more I frowned.

Feng Chenglin felt something was wrong: "No... don't frown... If you frown, we both have no clue... You are a Miao family. Shouldn't this kind of mechanism Dunjia be a piece of cake for you?"

Ling Luoyu's heart couldn't help but sink: "What's wrong with the temple?"

As Fatty Feng said, if even the temple was helpless, the three of them would probably be trapped.

"I don't know...I'm not sure..."

Dingmiao knelt on the ground and carefully fumbled and knocked on the ground under his feet.

"I'm not sure..." Feng Chenglin smiled and mocked himself: "How do I feel... these four words are not very good?"

"Fatty..."

Seeing the serious look of Ding Temple, Ling Luoyu called Feng Chenglin to retreat and no longer disturb him.
Chapter completed!