A thin smile appeared on the corner of Ling Luoyu's lips: "Miss Fish doesn't appreciate my love?"

"no……"

"Then think you agree!"

Fisherman: "..."

Still bringing this?

"Miss Ling..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound was still in his ears, but the figure of the fishing woman disappeared out of thin air.

Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the direction where the fishing lady was: "Miss Fish, I'm doing this for the good!"

The fishing woman in the snow and ice frightened and fought a cold war.

"Ah snee..."

The sound of sneezing is heard and echoes constantly.

"This is...what the hell?"

Holding his shoulders with both hands, the fishing woman felt like she was about to be frozen into an ice sculpture.

From this point of view, she would rather be beaten to death by the people from Lijia Village than die alone in this place!!

"Miss Ling..."

No one answered, and the screams echoed.

"Is anyone?"

There is still no sound.

“Where is this…”

“…”

The continuous silence made the fisherman even more panic.

She ran wildly, trying to throw away this loneliness.

However, she was about to jump out of her heart and she didn't encounter any trace of a living creature.

"ah……"

The cry of collapse echoed for a long time.

——

Bao Bo City, from the outside, is a rectangular box.

"Treasure Box City..."

Far from a high place, Feng Chenglin stood on the top of the mountain, looking out of thin air at the town under his feet.

"To be honest, how could I feel like...a small coffin?"

Zhou Yan and Ding Temple both looked slightly moved—

really!

When they saw Baobo City, they also felt this way.

Its squareness is not circumferential, but wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, from high to low.

In addition, surrounded by mountains, Baobo City is built with depressions, which makes it even more like this.

Feng Chenglin glanced around: "You said, they weren't afraid of burying them when they came to the last mudslide?"

Dingmiao half-squatted on the ground and grabbed a handful of broken sand and gravel: "This is a mountain and stone land, and even trees are difficult to survive. There is not much mud and sand at all. Where does the mudslide flow come from?"

Ling Luoyu tied up his long hair, tied a bun on the top of his head, put on a wooden hairpin, and tidied up the coarse cloth clothes on his body.

"According to the Master Li, Baobo City is also an auxiliary city of the Divine Palace, and is regarded as the main transportation route to the Divine Palace. Here we may find a way to sneak into the Divine Palace!"

Zhou Yan glanced at her clothes: "Miss Ling, are you sure we want to separate?"

"Inquiry separately, don't cause trouble. Be patient in everything, and there should be no accidents... Besides, it's only noon!"

She held her eyebrows with her hands and looked at Dongfang.

"Now is the dawn in the east, and the city should be busy, which is conducive to our inquiries!"

Turning around, she looked at Ding Temple.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Dingmiao slowly stood up, but couldn't help but sigh and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

Behind him, Feng Chenglin was shocked: "Look at you, why do you feel like you have lost your soul? If that Li Zhengfeng doesn't recognize you, then he won't recognize you? He is not a brother, why are you so depressed!?"

When I was in Lijia Village, Ding Temple was full of joy and wanted to recognize my ancestors and return to my hometown with Li Zhengfeng.

After all, there are not many Miao family members living in the world.

Unexpectedly, after learning about his identity, Li Zhengfeng did not come to recognize Ding Temple as they imagined.

His first reaction was that he refused to admit his identity!
Chapter completed!