As long as the Nine-Headed Dragon is afraid, Feng Chenglin will be very happy: "There are only three of us here. Are you not afraid of us, or are you afraid of ghosts?"

"wrong……"

Suddenly, Ling Luoyu turned his head and looked behind him, and his eyes changed suddenly.

"It's not afraid of us, it's afraid of the people behind us..."

The three of them are just the foxes who pretend to be powerful.

What the Nine-Headed Dragon was afraid of was the pressure behind them.

Feng Chenglin was stunned: "Who is behind us?"

Even with his cultivation level, he didn't feel anyone behind him.

Is Ling Luoyu lying to himself?

"You can't see it, it doesn't mean there isn't!"

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank, and he suddenly grabbed his and Hua Tiehui's shoulders, and pulled them into the Chaos Secret Realm without warning.

Hua Tiehui didn't understand what was going on, and suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck and he fainted.

Feng Chenglin shakingly gained a foothold: "San Master, what are you doing?"

There was no one behind them.

Is Ling Luoyu's reaction a bit too extreme?

"Besides, it's okay if you get me in. What's this guy doing?"

Hua Tiehui is an optional passerby. It doesn’t mean much to them if they die.

Even if he is left outside, it will have no effect. Why do you still need to pull him in?

"Because if he stays outside, he will definitely die, but at present, he is much more valuable than he dies!"

Ling Luoyu looked at the Chaos Illusion Mirror with a deep look, thinking.

"How could he come here?"

"Who?" Feng Chenglin quickly looked at the Chaos Illusion Mirror.

But the mirror is as smooth as water and there is nothing.

Feng Chenglin suddenly had an ominous premonition, looked at Ling Luoyu with subtle eyes, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he seemed to not know how to speak, and was embarrassed to speak but stopped.

Ling Luoyu could hear the subtle changes in his breath without turning to look at him.

"Fatty, just say something, who should I show you that pretentious look?"

"No, well, I have no other intentions," Feng Chenglin coughed and looked at her carefully: "San Young Master, I just think...will it be you? You have something wrong..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "Is there something wrong with me?"

"No, no, I'm not saying that something went wrong with yours, I'm saying that something went wrong with yours......"

“Which of mine?”

"That, that's that," Feng Chenglin smiled embarrassedly and poked his head: "Can you be poisoned, or brought evil spirits, or something else, so you feel that someone wants to hurt us?"

He almost uttered the following sentence word by word, slowly spitting it out, for fear that he would irritate Ling Luoyu if he would say too much.

But Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and laughed "Puchi": "Fatty, what are you thinking? You can't think something happened to me, right?"

"No, no joke, who are you? You are Ling Luoyu, the third young master of the Ling family, why did something happen to you? I just said it casually, don't take it seriously..."

That being said, Feng Chenglin was still cautious and smiled again.

"But, you said there was danger outside, but I didn't feel any danger..."
Chapter completed!