"I see, there is no change at all around us..."

It's still like that swamp, it's still like that mud!

"How did this come up?" He aimed at Ling Luoyu: "San Young Master, what about you, would you do such a thing?"

"I'm not Changyang Zhenren, how could I do it?"

Ling Luoyu was not perfunctory, but he really didn't understand the mystery.

Otherwise, she would have found out what was unusual during the period!

"If it's just two spaces, then everything is okay, but... is there one space here?"

She looked at Ding Temple when she asked.

"Is it the effect of the mechanism formation?"

If it is a problem in the barrier, she can still find out what is wrong.

But if it is an agency, then it will be the only way to solve the problem of the temple.

Who knew that Ding Temple also shook his head and looked embarrassed: "I don't know..."

Feng Chenglin: "...You don't know?"

Then what else?

For a moment, he no longer had the intention of joking and stood between the two.

"There is wind in the left hand, but the wind in the right hand... and there is no feeling of any blocking..."

Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao looked at him at the same time.

Feng Chenglin had to sigh and was expressing some thoughts, but the eyes of the two made him consciously swallow the following words.

"What's wrong?"

Did he say the wrong thing, or did the two of them find the key from his words?

Before he finished speaking, Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao stepped forward at the same time, standing back to back, looking at each other.

"No barrier..."

"It's not a formation..."

“…”

The two suddenly turned their heads and looked at each other.

This is not true…”

"It's an illusion!"

Feng Chenglin: “…??”

Why did another illusion come out?

He turned around in horror: "You don't mean that everything we see is an illusion, right?"

"It's not an illusion, but an existence..." The spirit of the temple came, and seemed to have seen through the key: "We just need to find the cracking point in this illusion!"

Feng Chenglin looked at Ling Luoyu in a daze: "What... point?"

"It's commonly known as a fool!"

"...Discovery?" Feng Chenglin suddenly widened his eyes: "Fake..."

He immediately turned around and his mouth twitched.

"What is fake? Swamp...or is it such a small bug?"

The little bug must be fucked not fake!

He thought these guys were injured!

The swamp should not be the case either. Once you step on it, your footprints will be clear!

Then, what else can it be?

When he looked up in confusion, he saw Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao walking to both sides, one left and one right.

"What are you doing? What am I... going to do now?"

"Stand and don't move..."

"You stay..."

The two almost spoke in unison.

Feng Chenglin didn't dare to move in an instant.

At this time, the little bugs were flying densely, and soon, they almost disappeared.

Only the jumping fire still appeared and disappeared.

"What are you two looking for? Can you give me an accurate reply?" Feng Chenglin felt uncomfortable all over and his heart became much heavier inexplicably.

This feeling is like a person being trapped in a small desperate situation, with everything around him silent and empty.

Especially after neither of them answered, the feeling of suffocation and depression was even more obvious.

"If no one supports me again, I will go over and find someone..."

“…”

No response.
Chapter completed!