Is God...

Can you really understand what he is saying?!

Isn't this nonsense?

But then, Ling Luoyu followed his gaze and frowned.

"Fatty, keep scolding?"

"...Huh?" Feng Chenglin suspected that he had heard it wrong: "San Young Master, what did you say?"

"Continue...swear!!"

"San Master, have you taken the wrong medicine? What are you scolding? Are you scolding him?" Feng Chenglin raised his hand and pointed at the sky, feeling that he was a little idiotic.

Who knew that Ling Luoyu's answer was even more devastating.

"Yes, I just asked you to scold him. Didn't you feel good about scolding me just now? Keep going, don't stop!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Is this little girl serious?!

Licking his lips, he looked at the sky again.

"San Young Master, you say...if I continue to scold, will he thunder strike me to death?!"

Out of the corner of his eyes, he met Ling Luoyu's gaze.

"Okay, okay..."

He was timid in a flash.

"Then, then, then you have to protect me..."

He licked his lips again, adjusted his emotions, pointed his right hand at the sky, and cursed.

"You, you are a pervert, heavy-tasting, and your head is cramped... Old guy! Tell me, when other gods are gods, they use human race to sacrifice themselves. They choose young and beautiful girls who can pinch water... But look at what are the things you choose?"

Lingyu and Xiao Mo widened their eyes, looked at him incredibly, and then looked at Ling Luoyu.

They really couldn't understand what these two people were doing and which scene was singing?

Before they could figure out whether they wanted to ask, the sky once again rumbling.

A lightning flashed down.

It is exactly where the Feng Chenglin is located.

The ultimate white light almost blinded everyone's eyes.

They only saw a flash of lightning falling from the sky, and they subconsciously hugged their heads and avoided them.

"Damn it..."

Feng Chenglin hugged himself in despair.

It's over, it's over, this time I'm really going to be struck to death by a thunder.

"KaKaKa"

Lightning slashed on the barrier, and sparks jumped.

Feng Chenglin hugged his head, waiting for the despair of lightning to fall on his body.

But when I waited, I found something was wrong.

Calculate the time, I should have been struck by lightning long ago.

Slowly, he looked up.

Fires jumped around the periphery of the barrier.

In the jumping fire, something seemed to be spinning rapidly.

Before he could see clearly, a black light passed through the dazzling white lightning, and with a "swoosh", he passed by Feng Chenglin.

"Damn it!!"

Feng Chenglin only has these two words to describe his mood at this time.

Then he screamed hysterically.

"San Young Master, you scared me to death..."

Ling Luoyu's voice then came: "I won't let you down, why are you scared?"

"When I do something next time, can I say hello first? My hairstyle is messed up by the soul blade..."

Feng Chenglin roared and grabbed a handful of hair.

After being caught, the whole person became even worse.

"Damn, dahhh, what did the Soul Blade do to me just now? Why did my hair break... He wasn't it for my scalp, right?"

The one who rushed past him almost against his scalp just now was the soul blade.

It was because he saw the Soul Blade that he completely relaxed and was in the mood to joke with Ling Luoyu here.
Chapter completed!