Ling Luoyu has white eyes and wants to smash the tea cup in his hand.
"I want you to stay dormant in wuze palace. I want you to collect Liangyi and Ke Lingyu. Who would have thought that they were so depressed that they were discouraged first But if you want to go back again, I can help you... "
"What else am I going back to do?"
Feng Chenglin threw himself into the chair and lay on his back.
"Your threat no longer exists. The master of the martial arts palace is bound to lead a team to the sea for the holy feast! As long as you have a look in his eyes, his bones can be crisp Why use me... "
The words did not finish, saw a thing to hit the face, startled quickly raised his hand to grasp.
"Ah..."
The scalding tea spilled out, which made him cry with pain.
"San Shao, what are you doing..."
"Get out of here Go pack up and get ready to go to the sea feast with me
"Why are you in a hurry?"
Feng Chenglin murmured with indifference.
"Isn't it a long time before the sea feast?"
"Do you really think I'll wait until the sea feast Go again? "