Feng Chenglin subconsciously touched his ass, realizing that everything was fine, and he was relieved.

"Three young masters, if you don't fool me, I won't survive, right?! If you were not poisoned, how could I be so powerless?"

With a sigh, he struggled to sit up and touched the stool in front of him a few times before he was caught in his hand.

"what happened?!"

Fatty Feng's face was completely pale.

He let go of the stool suddenly, his hands splashed in the air for a long time before he grasped the stool again.

But after this scratch, his face turned green.

"Three young masters, what's wrong with me?! I obviously saw a stool there... why couldn't I catch it?! And where I caught the stool, there was obviously nothing..."

In his eyes, everything seemed to have shifted.

The table was obviously there, but when he helped him up, it fell miserably.

Feng Chenglin's face was green, but Ling Luoyu was light and windy.

"Fatty, do you believe me?"

"Bullshit, of course I believe you... No, you clarify what you said, why are you cheating me?!"

Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows: "Fatty man, do you think I will use poison to cheat you?!"

Feng Chenglin was startled, and then slowly sat on the stool, his eyes flashing.

"will not!"

"Well!"

Ling Luoyu's lips curled up with a thin smile, slid the chair and stopped beside him, whispering a few words in his ear.

"what?!"

Feng Chenglin twitched the corners of his mouth, and then smiled bitterly.

"Then...then you have to promise..."

"Of course! You don't believe me?!"

"Believe... of course it is... but this also pits me!! Is there no other way?!"

"There is yes, but this is the quickest way!!"

"OK then!"

Baiyun Temple.

After the wedding banquet, the Baiyun Temple was restored to its former solemnity.

In the main hall, Qingyu Suzheng was talking to Chu Yun and the others, and suddenly heard a commotion and scolded outside.

"Get out of the way, you all get out of me... I came to your Qingmang Villa as a guest, not for abusers... Get out!"

Qingyusu frowned, "What's the matter?!"

A guard outside the temple door quickly walked in.

"Back to the owner, the ghost is making trouble! He yells that he must see the owner!"

"ghost?!"

Qing Yusu's pupils shrank suddenly and immediately returned to their original state.

"Let him in!"

"Yes!"

In the constant chatter, Feng Chenglin staggered in with the support of several guards.

"I said, Master Qing, what's the special thing about you? Why does Lao Tzu become like this after drinking your wine?!"

Chu Yun suddenly looked at Qingyusu, and immediately greeted several people around him to go out.

The guards put Feng Chenglin on the chairs and stepped back.

For a while, the hall was very quiet.

With a chuckle, Qing Yusu got up and walked over.

"Mr. You, why are you here alone?! Where's Sect Master Ling? Why is she not by your side!"

"Fuck! She's not Lao Tzu's follower, why should she follow me?!"

Feng Chenglin glared unhappy, and stared at Qing Yusu in front of him.

"Say, what did you do to Lao Tzu?!"

Qing Yusu followed his gaze and looked at him, somewhat wanting to laugh.

Fatty Feng thought he was looking at him, but his eyes drifted to his grandma's house.

"Mr. You, where did you start?! I, Qingyusu, want to come and behave properly, and never do shameful things...I don't know what you want to ask, what is it?!"