nothingness:"……"

Is it really good to joke about such a serious topic?!

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According to Yan Zi, Ling Luoyu marked the direction of Puppet Mountain on the map.

Feng Chenglin glanced at the map and looked at her, and his lips twitched: "So, we... won't go to the sea again?"

Their original purpose was to go to the sea area and then go to the undead in the forbidden area, and see what future Mo Xuanchen saw in the undead in the forbidden area.

But looking at Ling Luoyu's expression now, it seems that he is about to change his destination again.

"San Young Master... where did you get the picture?"

Feng Chenglin circled around the table and threw apples to play.

"If we are going to, if it is far away, should we consider using teleportation? This way, we will save a lot of time..."

He aimed at the map again.

If he read it correctly, the place they are going to now is a mountain.

And between this mountain, there is a big mountain.

If this were in the past, it would probably have to cross mountains and hills.

Although with his footwork and physical strength, he would not feel anything even if he climbed two mountains.

But if you can teleport, wouldn’t that save time and effort?!

What a great choice!

Ling Luoyu raised his eyes and looked at him, with a look of Tamsui Wuhen: "Do you know where we are going?"

"What?"

"Pule Mountain!"

“…”

Feng Chenglin suddenly stopped throwing the apple, and his eyes widened curiously.

"Pule Mountain?"

"Do you still remember what we saw in Musheng...the living dead?"

"Remember, remember, it's the wild tavern, where there is a place where the living dead and black chips are... "Feng Chenglin came to his spirit: "Is the place we are going to be the place where we are creating puppets?"

"It's not a puppet, but a puppet's home!"

"cut!"

Feng Chenglin's interest instantly lost a little, and he continued to throw the apples and play with it.

"I thought, where is the place to refine puppets? We will know how that thing was refined..."

"Although it is not the place to refine puppets, if you go wrong, you will still be hit. After being hit, you will just wait to be refined into a puppet..."

"Bang!"

The apple hit Feng Chenglin's forehead, and he let out a "wow" and rubbed his forehead and frowned.

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "No way? Are you scared like this?"

"It's not scary, it's shocking..." Feng Chenglin rubbed his head and picked up the apple in disappointment: "San Master, since it's such a weird place, what else are you going to do?"

In Feng Chenglin's heart, this thing is similar to witchcraft, and it is a very evil type.

In such an environment, people will have great psychological pressure.

At that time, people will know that they will be hit if they are lost.

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and continued to look at the map: "It doesn't matter. If you are afraid, I'll go alone..."

"Take it down! We both go, at least when you are hit, I can still pull you... You say that you are such a beautiful girl, you should be careful when you go out!!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Are you afraid that I will be made into a puppet by someone?"

"...No..." Feng Chenglin thrust his lips.

"That's..."

"You are stupid!" Feng Chenglin Youdi raised his voice: "If a girl like you is made into a puppet... what a puppet, keeping a living person has a greater effect than a puppet..."
Chapter completed!