"San Young Master, why don't we keep him?" Feng Chenglin scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"What are you doing? Share your meal with you?" Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "I think you just remember to eat or not! You forgot that this guy wanted to kill us just now!"

Feng Chenglin's expression suddenly froze: "It's really...I forgot..."

Zhao Sheng waved his hand quickly: "No, no, no, I am sincere. You have seen it too. I don't need to die with such a group of dead people..., right? I still want to live my second half of my life well! If..."

"You can also live your second half of your life here!" Ling Luoyu glanced calmly and sideways: "As long as you want, we can keep your body after you die so that the Lord of God will see his confidant disciple again, and thus refine him into a puppet! I think, when you are alive, you are the Lord of God, and if you die, it is just right to be his ghost..."

Zhao Sheng: "..."

"Three Young Master..." Feng Chenglin shook his eyes a little coquettishly: "I think this guy is worth living, which is greater than the one he died, so we should leave him behind... As the saying goes, this cow dung can still be covered with a wall! Maybe he will be able to play the role of cow dung when he is!"

"...Fatty, do you dare to say it a little disgusting?"

Can you change the metaphor?

This metaphor is too disgusting!

It doesn’t feel disgusting when you say it, but it doesn’t feel disgusting when you hear it.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt the nausea in her chest felt a little severe.

"Well……"

Ling Luoyu's sudden dry retching made Feng Chenglin a little confused-

The third young master is too immersed in the show, right?!

It’s disgusting to say it’s disgusting!

He even pretended to vomit.

Oh, look, that little face turned pale in an instant, as if that was really the case.

However, the next second, he suddenly thought of something, rushed to Ling Luoyu, and looked her carefully several times from left to right.

Ling Luoyu was a little guilty when he was seen, and subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth: "Fatty, you...why are you...why are you watching me like this?"

"No... Master San, you... you can't be that... that's the case?" Feng Chenglin winked again, and gestured with his hands, but he didn't say anything.

Even Zhao Sheng was stunned.

Ling Luoyu took two steps back: "Then...what? Just talk, don't hesitate!"

"It's...that's that..."

Feng Chenglin tried his best to gesture on his belly, drawing circles in the void.

"What, such a...woman..."

Ling Luoyu blinked: "What? What a woman?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He is like this, why don’t he understand?

Pretend to be confused?

"That's...that's...what's pregnant...women, when they are pregnant, they will vomit...a little spit, our family just like this...spout from time to time..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

I'll go!

What happened to her?

So that's it!

"Fatty, what are you thinking? How could I get pregnant?"

Don't she know whether she is pregnant or not?

Even if she didn't know, the other side of Void would definitely be able to sense it!

"Also, just say it and stammer. I thought it was something!"

Feng Chenglin felt aggrieved: "No...Aren't you not married after all? If I say it directly...you shouldn't slap me with a big mouth?"
Chapter completed!