Looking at his back, Ling Luoyu quietly ran drooped his eyes: "nothingness..."
"It's none of my business! It's that there is not a trace of gas leaking out of him... "
"I know! That's why I feel weird! "
Ling Luoyu's eyes are deep and restrained, and the fresh water has no trace of leering at the upper center.
"A man How can there be no one alive? "
As long as the living people, regardless of whether there is any cultivation, will more or less leak out the breath!
But the central grill didn't!
"Master, if a person has no breath to leak out, there are usually only two situations..."
"Say it
"A kind of He is dead
"Isn't that nonsense?"
If she died, what was that standing in front of her?
Walking dead!?
What's more, it's white and hairy, with long legs and good looks?!
"The second is that the cultivation of this person is almost against the heaven, so that he can hide his Qi at will To be honest, this kind of technique can't even be done by the ancestor of chaos... "
Ling Luoyu's pupil suddenly shrank: "maybe There may be a third party! "
"What?"
"Some special skill!"
“…… It's also possible! "
“……”
In the hall, Yang Bing looks like she has to climb up Yang Zhi's arm, lies on his shoulder and says something, with a bright smile.
Although Yang Zhi is also laughing, but the body is a little stiff, seems to be repelling the sticky people of central ice.
But inadvertently, his eyes are always passing Ling Luoyu, interlacing with her line of sight.
"Where's my present, uncle?"
Central ice pulled over the face of the Central Roast, coquettish lips.