"Can't that place is another refuge? It's the same as the valley we had before?!"

If so, it would be a great joy.

Ling Luoyu smiled even deeper: "I hope so too!"

“…??”

No need to guess anymore.

Just look at Ling Luoyu's eyes and smile, that place is not a Feng Shui treasure land.

For a moment, his back became cold for no reason and shivered.

In this ghost place, ghosts know what the hell will encounter!

Ling Luoyu walked on the road with ease: "You don't need to worry too much, because as far as I know, as long as we are not too sarcastic, we can still be at peace. Look at me, we will know that everything is still under control..."

Feng Chenglin twitched: "Your control is within...it should be controlled by me, no longer at the same level, right?"

Isn’t it clear what kind of cultivation you have and what kind of cultivation he has?

Let's talk about it-

"If I had just glanced at it, then the temple would probably not be stuck, right?"

"Why are you so pessimistic?" Ling Luoyu curled his lips meaningfully and turned to Feng Chenglin: "Look at me, am I pretty good?"

“…”

Feng Chenglin just smiled bitterly.

I feel even more like Ling Luoyu is comforting him.

"Why don't you leave?" He looked around: "You can't be here, right?"

Ling Luoyu tilted his head: "At this time, Ding Temple should be missing in this place!"

"How do you know?"

Ling Luoyu pointed at the footprints under his feet: "What do you think?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He also asked such an idiotic question?

"I didn't expect it for a moment..."

Not that I don’t know!

Ling Luoyu had an expression I understood and made an invitation gesture with his right hand: "Looking at my footsteps, don't be wrong, if you are wrong, you can't keep up!"

"Footprints?" Feng Chenglin suddenly understood something: "You mean, footprints are..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Luoyu's figure disappeared.

It was so direct, without blinking, and disappeared.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

So fast!?

No way!?

At that moment, he quickly looked down at the footprints, thinking about the order of the footprints Ling Luoyu walked, and took two steps.

Just two steps, my eyes lit up instantly.

When you look closely, you subconsciously take a step back.

Even so, a scent of hair still ejaculated from my nose.

"Oh oah..."

He shouted, squeezing back and patting his forehead.

Even though his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, the long hair in front of him was still sneered by the flames and curled up into a ball.

"Three Young Master..."

Very speechless.

Ling Luoyu changed the torch and looked innocent: "Missue judgment..."

“…”

"I was thinking, when you came in, you couldn't be blind, right? I just wanted to take a look at you, but I didn't expect that you would be so nervous and burn your hair..."

Feng Chenglin became speechless: "I'm not a god, it's my first time here, but I don't know the difference between distance and distance..."

As he said that, his eyes turned around casually.

With just one glance, the words behind instantly stopped, and his eyes slowly glared.

"This...what is this?"

Hell, what is this?

Around them, there were actually black things hanging up one by one.

These things are the size of eggs, dense and endless, and there is no end to see.

The strange place, the strange thing, and the atmosphere became weird, and Feng Chenglin's goosebumps burst out instantly.
Chapter completed!