"But this fight is finally time to be completed, right?" Feng Chenglin became more and more confused: "When the fight outside is completed, the people inside will come out to clean up the mess... Otherwise, this square would not be so clean..."

But now the situation is-

All the signs of fighting ended before that ruin.

Compared to the messy over there, it is completely peaceful here, as if nothing happened!

"Or... someone set up a barrier to protect this place..."

Feng Chenglin had a lot of imagination, but he immediately denied it.

"No, if there is really a barrier that can block the attack outside, then the people here will not hide in the hall..."

He paused his voice and suddenly became shocked and looked in the direction of the palace gate thoughtfully.

"San Young Master...you said, what will you see first after we open the door?"

The old shopkeeper was still seriously thinking about the relationship between the ruins and the palace in the distance, but at this time, he was stunned when he heard Feng Chenglin say this.

"What did you see at first sight? Gold, silver and treasure?"

Feng Chenglin immediately took a breath and glared unhappily: "Volume!!"

The old shopkeeper suddenly looked angry: "What do you want to see?"

Feng Chenglin was too lazy to pay attention to him and waved to Ling Luoyu: "San Young Master, tell me!"

Ling Luoyu understood his meaning and curled his lips with a smirk: "The dead people...the dead people all over the ground, the bones all over the ground..."

Old shopkeeper: "..."

This is really terrifying!

But Feng Chenglin nodded suddenly: "Yes! I am thinking about this... Third Young Master, do you think so too?"

Thinking about those people locking themselves in the hall gate, wouldn’t they be waiting to die for nothing?

"I don't think so!"

Ling Luoyu turned around and continued to activate the door latch with a dagger.

"The person who can build this hall is definitely not a vulgar person! He is not a vulgar person. He will be indifferent to life and death and is very disdainful... How can a person who doesn't even care about his own life and death hiding in the hall and waiting for death..."

Anyone with a little bloody nature will not choose to wait for death when danger comes, but will fight against the opponent and die with passion.

The door latch is heavy and it is very difficult to pick it up.

In the end, Feng Chenglin helped, jammed the fixed door latch and pushed open the palace door hard.

"call……"

A whistling wind suddenly swept over, bringing a hint of dust.

Ling Luoyu was about to step into the door, and at that moment, he stopped and immediately pushed Feng Chenglin away, blocking his mouth and nose. He also held his breath and said nothing, but just winked at the old shopkeeper.

The old shopkeeper was all in mind after the palace gate, and he didn't notice Ling Luoyu's warning eyes at all.

The moment the hall door was pushed open, a stream of gray dust rushed over and hung over his body.

"Puff... so much dust..."

The old shopkeeper took a step back and slapped the dust on his body with his hands.

Ling Luoyu, on the other hand, avoided the plague god and pulled Feng Chenglin back quickly.

Feng Chenglin was so confused that he was dragged: "San Young Master, what's wrong?"

His questioning was very low, even the old shopkeeper did not notice it.

Ling Luoyu just shook his head and said nothing.

The less she said, the more Feng Chenglin's heart became: "San Young Master, what's wrong? The evil wind just now was not a sneaky person... coming out to make trouble, right?"
Chapter completed!