"Dead things?" Feng Chenglin's face became worse and worse: "San Young Master, you...can't mean, living things..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly turned his hand and a little white rabbit appeared in his palm.

"rabbit……"

Before Feng Chenglin's surprise was over, a cold light flashed, and a bloody mouth was cut from the rabbit's legs, and blood dripped into the water.

The bright red blood spread little by little in the water, and the floating corpses that were originally quiet and motionless suddenly rushed up like corpses.

"Oh my god..."

Feng Chenglin screamed and sat on the ground. Fortunately, he was caught by Dingmiao behind him and did not retreat.

"What are you doing?"

Ding Temple glanced at him speechlessly.

"It's just some dead bodies..."

"What a dead corpse, this is a living dead corpse..." Feng Chenglin almost gritted his teeth before spitting out these words.

Ling Luoyu collected the little rabbit and stood in a slant: "It's like this, I'm not afraid of living people, I'm only afraid of dead people..."

One thing in the world is to subdue something.

Feng Chenglin is brave in nature, but she is afraid of ghosts. She has become accustomed to it.

Ding Temple loosens the wind and forms a forest and stands on the edge of the water: "This should be the terrible part of this formation! Once we fall, we will be caught by these floating corpses..."

"Then... after a long time, wouldn't it become a floating corpse?" Feng Chenglin was cold.

"Floating corpse?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly chuckled.

"Don't worry, if you fall in, you will only turn into bones and not into floating corpses!"

"San Master, what do you mean?"

"These floating corpses are specialized. Do you think they can become something that can be easily turned into by falling into someone?"

"If it really turns into a bone, that's fine..."

Feng Chenglin wrapped his clothes tightly and shook his head astonished.

"It's better than like they are now, without even a shy dress..."

Dingmiao looked silent and his eyes were even more speechless: "..."

It's all up to this point, what else do they need to do with clothes?

As they went deeper, the smell of rotten smell became more and more pungent. Only after the three of them covered their faces with cloth did they feel that their breathing was smoother.

"Miss Ling..." Dingmiao suddenly pointed forward with a nervous look.

In front of them, a thin mist floated, blocking the view.

"It's a big trouble now..." Feng Chenglin looked at his feet with a wry smile, shook his head helplessly: "Mo Xuanchen's footprints are getting bigger and bigger, and it's hard to find them... If you come to some white fog again, how could you?

Isn’t it no different from blindness with opening your eyes?"

The damp mist wet the three people's clothes and hair, and the mist dripped slightly along the hair.

Seeing Ling Luoyu's Void Lingbu's figure getting farther and farther away, the feeling of depression in Feng Chenglin and Dingmiao became more and more obvious.

"What is hidden in such a dead and silent place? What's the matter that Mo Xuanchen is looking for?"

"Yes, I want to know too..."

The temple responded without being yin or yang, and looked at it with fun.

"Aren't you very close to him? But why don't you even know?"

"We have a good relationship, not the roundworm in his belly!"

Feng Chenglin responded without any haste.

"Besides, no one in this world has a secret... Especially men, it is normal for them to have their own little Jiujiu..."

"call!"

There seemed to be a sound of shaking wings in the air, and the expressions of the two suddenly shook.

"Did you hear it?"

"I heard it...it seems like a flying beast..."

The two looked at each other, and their eyes were wrong!
Chapter completed!