Feng Chenglin was unhappy: "San Young Master, what are you doing? Why do you want to apologize to him?!!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "I am just a beggar old man now. What qualifications do I have to shout with him? While the other person hasn't hit me yet, of course he apologized and slipped away!!"

Feng Chenglin was even more dissatisfied: "I just can't stand his face and look down on others! You don't know that he was flattering to me in the past two days..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes instantly became a little sharp: "Fatty! Yi Zhuang's highest position is to regard yourself as the role you play! If you don't admit your identity, what's the point of your Yi Zhuang?!"

Role-playing is the greatest meaning of Yi Zhuang.

This is one of the bargaining chips for her life in her previous life.

Feng Chenglin's expression was a little stiff, and it took him a long time to stutter: "San Young Master, aren't we just starting? Are we going to get into the show so soon?!"

"Why do you think?!" Ling Luoyu's eyes flew around him: "Now around us, maybe there is murderous intent hidden!"

"Is that true?!" Feng Chenglin looked at the surroundings subconsciously, his nerves tightened.

In his opinion, the surroundings were peaceful and safe.

"San Young Master... are you a little worried?! The people here are so peaceful, how can you be as dangerous as you said?!"

Ling Luoyu was too lazy to pay attention to him and staggered away with a broken wooden stick.

"If you don't believe it, just shout that you are Ling Luoyu, and see if a knife will fly out and kill you!"

After she said this, Feng Chenglin felt creepy and looked around nervously, and hurriedly chased after him.

Although I think Ling Luoyu's trickery is relatively large, I still don't take it anymore.

"San Young Master, wait for me..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly stopped and turned his head tremblingly: "What are you calling me?"

Feng Chenglin instantly realized that he had called the wrong thing and rolled his eyes in cover.

"What are you calling you? I didn't shout anything! You're going to hang up now, why are you still not deaf in your ears? You can still hear others talking?!"

Feng Chenglin reacted quickly, and covered the past with a smooth tongue.

Ling Luoyu's injuries are still in recovery period and he can't walk fast.

The two walked and stopped for half a month before they reached the Qishan boundary.

Qishan is located in the north and the geographical location is relatively cold, so when Ling Luoyu first entered Qishan, he purchased a large number of cotton coats.

However, what made Feng Chenglin curious was that among the cotton coats Ling Luoyu bought this time, there were many women's old clothes and jewelry.

The sky was filled with dark clouds, the sky was dark, and the north wind whistled on the face, like a knife cutting.

Ling Luoyu avoided the big inn, entered a remote small inn, threw a silver coin to the shopkeeper, and carried his clothes upstairs.

Seeing her putting out the women's clothing and jewelry one by one, Feng Chenglin understood something in his heart.

"San Young Master... You are not going to dress up as a woman this time, right?"

They can be said to have played almost all the roles they can play along the way.

This made him enjoy the movie hero's addiction.

To be honest, woman, he has never dressed up.

But then again, he would rather pretend to be a desperate beggar with sores than wear rouge in his skirt.

It hurts his manly spirit too much!!

"San Young Master, have we entered Qishan, so we don't have to be like this anymore, right? Besides, nothing happened to us along the way?! This time, don't pretend, right?"
Chapter completed!