The two of them calmed down and held their breath. The moment the nail flew over, Feng Chenglin rushed up and threw the nail in his arms.

But at this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that he had just rushed into the tornado and was immediately blown up by the tornado.

And behind him, Ling Luoyu also controlled the palm of his hand.

Just after touching her fingers, she touched it.

"Buzz!"

A ripple spread out from the crackling body and passed by, without leaving any strange feeling.

However, the next second, she felt something was wrong and turned around and looked around.

At this time, there was no trace of the tornado...

The eyes were flowing, and my eyebrows were raised.

"Fatty..."

Feng Chenglin was sticking his butt, his head was tied to the ground, lying there, humming.

"Fatty?"

Hearing Ling Luoyu's shout, Feng Chenglin looked up and looked around and was stunned for a moment.

Kneeling on the ground, looking around in a circle.

"San Young Master... What about the tornado? Are we two... going to kill the tornado? Or... changing another place?"

It is no longer a rare thing to put space in this place.

Ling Luoyu pointed behind him: "What do you think?"

Behind them, the stones are still there and the cave is still there.

Feng Chenglin immediately jumped up with a happy face: "We two, are you back?"

"Look again, see clearly... and answer after you see clearly!"

Ling Luoyu's answer was already considered a pot of cold water poured on it.

Without looking at it, Feng Chenglin could guess the answer: "I knew that things would not be that simple. We would not be so painful and just come out of it!"

When he saw the stones and caves, he thought that they had returned to reality and left the messy time and space.

Unexpectedly, it's still inside.

However, there is no tornado now, which is a blessing in disguise.

When he thought of something, he immediately looked at his hand.

The nail just now is still in his hands.

only……

"What's the crackling?" Feng Chenglin hurriedly looked at Ling Luoyu's hand.

Her hands were also clutching.

only……

The crackling sound at this time was no longer as excited as before, jumping back and forth like chicken blood.

Instead... it completely turned into a rope.

A lifeless rope without any life!

"What's going on? Why doesn't it jump?"

Feng Chenglin kicked it with a little anger.

"I'll go..."

He grinned and screamed in pain, hugged his toes and jumped three times on the spot.

"What the hell is this?" He frowned and looked at the rope in a circle.

From a glance, it's a rope.

A rope that is only the size of a finger and is soft.

But kicked up-

Feng Chenglin could swear with his previous fat body: This is definitely not a rope, but a stone.

And it's a very terrifying stone!

Because after kicking, the rope didn't move at all, but it seemed that he had lost half his life.

But--

"San Young Master, you... are you just carrying it like this, isn't it heavy?"

With such a heavy kick and the rope that cannot be kicked, Ling Luoyu carried a piece of silk as relaxed as if he was carrying a piece of silk.

"Not heavy! It's just a rope, how heavy is it?"
Chapter completed!