Ling Luoyu eyes are very cold, and the lips fade out of a cold play: "if you listen to me, don't provoke them four!"
Fat wind disdain to say: "is it because they face the master, as if who owed them money has not yet been black face?"
Who can't pretend to be cool!?
But it looks like a underworld, it doesn't have to be a underworld!
What can't be done?!
Lingluoyu smiled even more: "if you don't believe it, you should get a look at it and see what the consequences will be!"
Wind Chenglin was afraid of Ling Luoyu, not turn to see her.
"Three Shao, are you fooling me..."
Ling Luoyu is lazy to take care of him and take his equipment.
Fengchenglin is very conscious to find a step for themselves.
"I'm not offended. Why should I get involved?"
He mumbled in his mouth, carrying his own back bag, and finally aiming at the four people, but he was opposite to a pair of hostile eyes.
In a moment, a chill that had never been before enveloped him, making him like a cave falling, and cold, as if even the bone seam was out of the cold.
What's more, the horror from the bottom of the heart to the soul, the moment is everywhere, so that he has a kind of face of Yin Jie murdering illusion.
This feeling tore his soul and fell him to the abyss of hell.
Almost at the same time, Yuan'an noticed the abnormality in the air!
What a powerful spirit!
In a moment of fright and exaltation, he saw the pale face of wind.
Intuitively, he could not think, and pushed his hand on his shoulder.
"Wind is forest!"
The wind fat man stumbled at his feet and shivered with a thrill.
It was this shock that suddenly he woke up and looked at Yuan'an.
"What's wrong with me?"
Yuan'an's face was pale: "nothing, you just lost your mind!"
He dare not tell the facts of fengchenglin, lest he panic.