Ling Luoyu looked at the backs of Qian Yingluo and others, his eyes dark.

It seems that these people have some connections with the royal family. Perhaps some of them can know the specific whereabouts of Qiu Entang.

"Fatty, you really didn't get the token inside?!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Isn’t this nonsense?!

He didn't know what was inside.

"San Master, what do you want that token to do!?"

Ling Luoyu waved his hand: "Fatty, stay in the inn over there. If there is no news about me, don't act rashly!"

Feng Chenglin: "Oh..."

In fact, he was confused.

From the beginning to now, he didn't know what was going on.

The first kick was still in the old house of Ling's family, and the next kick was the slaughter.

This huge gap made him not come back to his senses yet.

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For ordinary people, the temple fair is a magpie bridge meeting for unmarried men and women in a certain sense.

The sacrifices and blessings in the imperial temple are also the same, but the objects that are open are all unmarried men and women who are criticized by the senior officials.

As the prime minister's daughter, you can imagine the playboys around Qian Yingluo. They were like flies surrounding her and showed great care, which made her not good to refuse, and she was so bored that she could not refuse.

It was really impossible. She was too tired to refuse, so she turned to the back garden of the temple.

Who knows that the back garden has become a dog abuse place for couples to quickly match, and lovers walking hand in hand can be seen at any time.

Helplessly, she turned to the rockery forest again.

She knew that there was a long and narrow crack in the rockery forest. It didn't look big on the surface, but there was a unique space inside.

She could just get in and hide in leisure.

Looking around, Qian Yingluo lifted her dress and squeezed in sideways.

Who knew that before I could gain a firm foothold, a touch of coldness would penetrate my throat.

"Don't move!"

A strong masculine aura came to my face in a dry and hoarse voice.

Her mysterious aura suddenly arose, and the fifth level of the mysterious soul crashed into the man behind her.

"I said don't move!"

After drinking deeply, a powerful force came to her instantly, knocking her against the wall of the cave.

"Bang"

The back of her head hit the stone wall, and her head was a little dizzy in an instant.

In the mist, she saw a slightly vicissitudes of life but very masculine face.

The moment she saw the man's face, her heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

"Lingyun Peak?"

Ling Yunfeng didn't expect that in the crack of the rockery, the person he accidentally caught said his name in one mouthful.

However, saying his name means that this person is even more dangerous.

The pressure was even worse, and Qian Yingluo was unable to breathe smoothly.

"Who are you? How did you know me!"

"Twenty years ago... you saved my life... I was only eight years old at that time, do you still remember it!?"

“Twenty years ago??”

Ling Yunfeng's eyes were filled with time, his brows were slightly frowned, and the pressure was slightly removed.

"When will I save you?!"

"A night attack twenty years ago, you led people to attack our camp and captured many of my tribe members... I was severely injured in that night attack. I was bound to die, but you were the ones who saved my life!"

Ling Yunfeng has marched countless times throughout his life, how could he remember a small night attack?

In his memory, it seems that there is something happening, but I can't remember the specific ones clearly.

Qian Yingluo's eyes shined in the darkness, full of starry eyes.

"Mr. Ling, I knew you were not dead! Back then... they were all your heads, only I knew it was not, but I didn't say..."
Chapter completed!