Now, he has put all the charges on him and blamed him for not saying anything!

Do you dare to be unreasonable?!

If I had known this, I would have said it just now!

Before the complaints were over in my heart, I felt Feng Chenglin grabbed his arm and threw it heavily on the ground.

"San Master, are you okay?"

Zhao Sheng was so sad that his whole body was hurt when he was thrown, and he complained in his heart - I have something to do!

Ling Luoyu was observing something on the street and replied absent-mindedly: "It's okay, what's wrong?"

"This guy from Zhao Sheng said that this is the place where ancient ancestors lived..."

"What?" Ling Luoyu lost his voice.

Feng Chenglin: “…”

what?

As for such a big reaction?

"Zhao Sheng said... this is the place where ancient ancestors lived, and his main task of mingling in Puppet Mountain is actually to secretly supervise this place..."

"Shh..." Zhao Sheng hurriedly blew his lips guiltily and looked around nervously: "Mr. Feng, why are you doing so loudly? If someone hears it...what trouble?"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes disdainfully: "What are you afraid of? It's so dark and in the middle of the night... Are you still afraid that someone will jump out and beat you up?"

"...I'm not afraid of beating, we... it's better to be low-key... Do you think so, Mr. Ling?"

Unfortunately, Mr. Ling now doesn't care about him at all, and his eyes wander around the town.

"Fatty, did you feel anything when you came in just now?"

"What?" Feng Chenglin looked around suspiciously.

He felt nothing.

"Just now... I was just looking for you, worried about your safety, and I didn't feel anything wrong..."

He looked at Zhao Sheng, but he was confused when he saw him.

"San Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't you feel it?" Ling Luoyu stared at the two of them with slightly different eyes.

The look in Feng Chenglin's heart trembled.

"No, Master San, you... just say whatever you have, don't look at me like this... I feel a little guilty when you see it..."

Ling Luoyu didn't say anything, but turned around and wanted to go to the end of the street.

Feng Chenglin quickly followed: "San Young Master, where are we going now?"

"have no idea!"

"……have no idea?"

Don't know what the meme is?

Are you just walking aimlessly like this?

"Three Young Master..."

Feng Chenglin followed him twice before he found that Zhao Shengzheng's face was squeezing at the base of the wall with aches.

"What are you still standing there? Let's go!"

"…Oh…” Zhao Sheng responded depressedly.

He wants to leave too!

Want to keep up too!

But he was injured himself, and was thrown to the ground so hard just now. How could he bear the old wound and the new pain?

"That... where is Mr. Ling going?"

"Didn't you hear it? Don't know!"

have no idea?

Then when will his body be damaged and disabled, have he tossed with them?

In the quiet and dark night, three people wandered on the streets as if they were wandering, and the sound of tiny footsteps echoed into the distance.

"Three Young Master..." Feng Chenglin quickly caught up with Ling Luoyu and lowered his voice: "Where are we going? Have you discovered something?"

"It's not discovery, it's feeling!"

"It feels? What does it feel?"

"You don't even feel it. If I told you what it feels like, you won't understand what it feels like!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

of!

This is also a tongue twister!

OK!

Then let's go!

Anyway, the town is so big, there is always a time to come to an end!
Chapter completed!