Ling Luoyu had already started and stepped forward: "You can't die. When we go out, you still need your affairs in Baobo Temple!"

"...I'm afraid it won't work," Dingmiao caught up with her, seriously saying: "As I said before, there is no such box in our family's inheritance!"

Ling Luoyu glanced at him meaningfully: "I think you must have a way!"

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"You said that we always have a hard time. That's because you always meet us, and you encounter these messy things... And you are part of this messy story!"

Feng Chenglin slapped Ding Temple on the back, with a gloating expression.

"So, you can't die yet, you must live well, at least, you can't die before us!"

"..." Dingmiao rolled his eyes: "It seems that you have the power of life and death by yourself. If you want me to live, I can live..."

"What else?" Feng Chenglin threw a charming look at him: "Can I still watch you die in front of me?"

His eyes were a little disgusting.

But his words warmed the heart of Ding Temple.

He has been wandering alone for so many years, and there are not many people who can protect him with his life.

"How can you two big men not whine?" Ling Luoyu's voice came from the front: "I feel pretentious when I hear it...you come and see..."

The insects were still dense, and her figure was not very clear.

When I got closer, I found that she was looking down at her feet, motionless.

"San Master, are you seeing gold?" Feng Chenglin walked over quickly.

Before he could get close, Ling Luoyu suddenly turned around and snorted.

"Stand and don't move!"

The steps of the temple were paused, and he stood behind and did not dare to move: "What's wrong?"

Looking along her gaze, it was just a pool of mud and water, and nothing unusual.

Ling Luoyu took two steps back and looked down at his feet and said nothing.

"What are you looking at?" Dingmiao was confused.

Let them come over, but before getting close, they were left standing still.

What are you going to do?

Feng Chenglin also shook his head in confusion - he really couldn't figure out what Ling Luoyu wanted them to come and see.

Could it be that I was looking at her footprints?

While wondering, Ling Luoyu suddenly looked up and looked into the distance: "Come here... don't walk around, don't step on places with footprints... See if these footprints are unusual!"

"Footprints... unusual?" Feng Chenglin's face was bitter: "Three Young Master?"

Is this a joke or a test of their observation?!

Footprints are footprints, what else can be unusual?

Could it be that as I looked, I could see a flower inside?!

Ding Temple did not have as much nonsense as he said. According to her wishes, she bent down and looked at the footprints in front of her.

After looking at it for a few times, he suddenly frowned and looked up: "We... didn't seem to have been to this place before?"

He looked at Feng Chenglin and asked for the results.

"Here?" Feng Chenglin was stunned when asked, and had no intention of joking. He turned to look at the collapsed valley and shook his head: "No!"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, it's certain that I was chasing and biting by these bugs at that time, but my head was not dumb and my eyes were not blurred. I still know whether I was going this way..."

He pointed to the right.

"Over there, there is the place where we fled... I still remember the direction when we entered the valley, and I absolutely can't be wrong!"
Chapter completed!