She can say the following words, but not now!!

Feng Chenglin understood what she meant in seconds, and then he let out a long sigh.

"You scared me to death, I thought you really forgot!"

Ling Luoyu just smiled and touched his teacup lightly.

"Shhh, drink tea!"

People on Zhang Po’s side were still trying various answers, but Zhang Po was just drinking tea leisurely, unheard of the sounds around him and calmly.

After struggling until midnight, after trying various problems, everyone finally stopped sticking to their positions, like a deflated ball.

Zhang Po staggered up and grabbed the black bowl: "It seems that the person I want to arrive is not here with you... Let's do this, please let me release the news, thank you..."

In fact, it doesn’t take her to say that until tomorrow morning, a word will spread to several small towns around her.

Looking at her staggering figure, Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin stood up tacitly and followed them out.

Zhang Po held up the black bowl and walked in the cold wind, like an old man who was about to die, as if he would fall to the ground next, and then he would die.

"San Young Master, we are so close to you... will we be discovered?"

Feng Chenglin lowered his voice and glanced suspiciously behind him.

"Or why don't we go back some?"

Such a distance is not like secret stalking, it is obviously direct surveillance.

To be honest, this is a bit too arrogant!

Who knew that Ling Luoyu didn't care: "With her cultivation, it's no difference whether we follow or stay away!"

"What's the meaning?"

"Because she could even notice that there was someone behind her..."

"You mean?"

Feng Chenglin You looked at Zhang Po in a striking manner and shook his head.

"It's really hard to hide... I see her like she can die at any time. There were several times when I saw her, I was frightened, afraid that she wouldn't get up after all!"

"Boy, am I so weak?" A gloomy laugh suddenly sounded in the ears of both of them.

On the road ahead, Zhang Po had already stopped, facing her back to the two, like a ghost.

Feng Chenglin twitched the corners of his lips, quietly aimed at Ling Luoyu, and pointed his head toward him.

Everyone said hello in person, and there are no outsiders now, so I might as well just go straight to the point.

Who knew that Ling Luoyu shook his head calmly: "Old man, my brother has no malice, he is just a little curious!"

"Curiosity? What kind of curiosity can make you follow me on two streets?"

Zhang Po turned slowly, and a strange stream of light flashed through the black bowl in the night sky.

"You two didn't say a word in the inn, but they followed me silently for so long... It should be more than curiosity, right?"

Her eyes narrowed slightly, curiously able to see through Ling Luoyu, and her turbid eyes turned to the direction she was in.

"I heard...you know what the next sentence is, so why not come to me, the old woman!"

"you……"

Feng Chenglin was shocked, but he felt relieved the next second.

The blind man's hearing is sharper than that of ordinary people.

Not to mention, he is still a blind woman who hides her cultivation and cannot even see through it.

"Old man, I misunderstood. I don't know what the next sentence is...so I followed me and wanted to see who would be able to match the next sentence!"

Ling Luoyu's unexpected denial was winked at Feng Chenglin.

"But, if you don't like it, let's leave..."
Chapter completed!