As long as the nine headed dragon is afraid, Feng Chenglin is very happy: "there are only three of us here. We are not afraid of us. Are we still afraid of ghosts?"
"No..."
Suddenly, Ling Luoyu turned his head and looked behind him. His eyes turned pale.
"It's not afraid of us, but of the people behind us..."
The three of them are just the fox who pretends to be a tiger.
The nine headed dragon was afraid of the pressure behind them.
Feng Chenglin was stunned: "who is behind us?"
Even if it was his cultivation, he didn't feel someone behind him.
Is Ling Luoyu lying to herself?
"If you can't see it, it doesn't mean there's no!"
Ling Luoyu's pupil shrinks, suddenly grabs him and Hua hammer's shoulder and drags them into the chaotic secluded environment without warning.
Hua tiehammer didn't understand what was going on. He suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and the whole person suddenly fainted.
Feng Chenglin staggered to his feet: "San Shao, what are you doing?"
There was no one behind them.
Did Ling Luoyu overreact?
"Besides, you can even get me in. What's this guy doing in here?"
Hua tiehammer is a dispensable passer-by armour. It doesn't mean much to them if they die or live.
Even leaving him outside has no effect. Why pull him in?
"Because if he stays outside, he will die, but at present, his life is much more valuable than his death!"
Ling Luoyu looked at the chaotic magic mirror with deep eyes and thought.
"Why did he come here?"
"Who?" Feng Chenglin quickly took a look at the chaotic mirage.
But the mirror is as smooth as water and has nothing.
Feng Chenglin suddenly had an ominous premonition. He looked at Ling Luoyu subtly, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to know how to speak. He was embarrassed and wanted to stop talking.
Ling Luoyu can hear the subtle changes in his breathing without looking at him.
"Dead fat man, if you have anything to say, do that affectation and show it to who?"
"No, well, I don't mean anything else," Feng Chenglin coughed and looked at her carefully: "San Shao, I, I just think... Will it be you, if there's something wrong with you..."
Ling Luoyu suddenly looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "what's wrong with me?"
"No, no, no, I don't mean you have a problem, I mean your... A problem..."
"Which of mine?"
"That's that," Feng Chenglin smiled and poked himself in the head. "Are you poisoned, or attracted evil Qi, or for some other reason, so you feel that someone wants to hurt us?"
The latter sentence, almost word by word, slowly spit out, for fear that if he said more, it would stimulate Ling Luoyu.
Ling Luoyu turned his eyes and smiled, "fat man, what do you think? Don't you think something happened to me? "
"No, I'm not kidding. 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 said, Feng Chenglin was still careful and smiled again.
"However, you said there was danger outside, but I didn't feel it at all..."
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