It would be fine if I didn't say it, but when I said it, the others looked at each other with different expressions.

Ling Luoyu said this, which means that things are probably not small.

But, what could be?

What can make her so nervous?

After extinguishing the bonfire, Ling Luoyu took the lead and headed towards Baobo City.

There was silence in Baobo City, with only scattered lights and barking of dogs.

Ling Luoyu stood on the city wall and looked ahead: "Did you all see the lights opposite?"

"...What are you?" Feng Chenglin frowned.

Zhou Yan's eyes turned slightly: "Is it that temple?"

"Whoever you are there first will tell who will be the purpose of the action tonight!"

“Why…”

Before Feng Chenglin could finish his words, Ling Luoyu's figure disappeared from the void.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Tear the void!

I'm still talking, why can't I see you if I can't say it!?

I don’t know, but I thought I had hit a ghost in the middle of the night.

Feng Chenglin and Ding Temple are commonplace for this kind of thing and don’t think anything is true.

Zhou Yan was surprised, but on the surface, he was calm and gentle.

Junlai and Bu Shenglian both looked at the place where Ling Luoyu disappeared in a daze.

When they recovered, Feng Chenglin and Ding Temple had already flew up.

"Brothers, let's go!"

"The game begins!"

“…”

Bu Shenglian's legs and feet were inconvenient, so Jun Lai took the initiative to carry him on his body and followed closely behind.

Thinking of Ling Luoyu's promise, several people rushed forward with all their might.

Among them, Feng Chenglin has the highest cultivation level.

Almost like a gust of wind, it rushed to the front of Baobo Temple.

Ling Luoyu stood in front of the ancient tree, hugging his arms with both hands and tilting his head.

When he saw Feng Chenglin, he pointed his thumb behind him and his movements remained unchanged: "Get in!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Go in?

What are you doing in?

He glanced at Ling Luoyu and saw that she was still in the same way, so he had to smile embarrassedly, followed her guidance and entered the ancient tree.

Not long after, Ding Temple arrived with her, and followed her gestures, walked through the ancient trees and towards the forest of wind.

Feng Chenglin had already arrived in front of Baohe Temple, and was watching the lights jumping into the temple with a confused look on his face.

——What are you going to do?

It was midnight.

It's like a group of people making trouble.

"Did you see something unusual?" Dingmiao was also confused.

"No..." Feng Chenglin frowned and shook his head: "There are no dangerous people or things. I really don't know what the third young master is doing?"

At this time, Zhou Yan, Junlai and others also stood at the entrance of the temple with Ling Luoyu's guidance.

"What are you doing?"

“…”

what?!

They also want to know what they are doing!

For a moment, the eyes of several people all fell on Ling Luoyu.

What is this little girl going to do?

Ling Luoyu walked out without any haste, put his hands on his hips, and glanced at several people.

He let out a deep breath, as if he had made some major decision, and walked forward with great strides.

Everyone: "..."

What is this to do?

Performance - a catwalk?

The mind is not over yet.

"Um!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly let out a low hum.

She seemed to have hit something suddenly and was bounced back.

At the same time, he rubbed his nose with his hands.

"Why can't it work..."

Still - no!?

Zhou Yan frowned: "Miss Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Luoyu rubbed his nose, raised his head lightly, and watched Zhou Yan stand by his side.

"That's a hell..."

She stood up weakly.

He stretched out his hand and slashed the void in front.
Chapter completed!