Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Young Master Ben is like you, ignorant, OK?!"

No matter what egg it is, it won't be a good egg anyway!

Feng Chenglin became more and more frustrated: "What should I do? It's dark, we don't even have a torch..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Luoyu had already taken out a Huozhezi.

"Huh, Third Young Master, are you still carrying this?"

The surprise was not over yet, Ling Luoyu had another torch in his hand.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Nima, where does this kid hide these things? !

He subconsciously looked behind Ling Luoyu, and his eyes fell on her hips and hips unconsciously.

"Fuck! Third Young Master, this is the first time I found out that your **** is so up..."

"boom!"

A closed eye fist landed on his left eye.

"what!"

Eating painfully.

"Sir, why are you hitting me..."

"boom!"

There was another slam punch in the right eye.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Did he just provoke someone? Isn't he just commenting on his ass?

As for such a heavy hand? !

You are not a bitch, you can't watch and talk! ! !

Ling Luoyu's sullen voice followed: "Fatty man, if you still dare not look at the place you should see in the future, I will blind you, believe it or not!?"

"letter"

These three young masters are also black in their shots.

Glancing at his butt, he will be blinded.

Is there any reason for this? !

But this protest also roared in his heart, but Feng Chenglin did not dare to say it.

In pain, Ling Luoyu stuffed the torch into his hand.

"go!"

Feng Chenglin's eyes were still hot, and he didn't dare to go against wherever he could see the road.

Take the torch and go forward.

"boom!"

A head hit the wall.

Ling Luoyu beeped the dog: "Fatty man, what are you doing when you hit the wall?"

Feng Chenglin fumbled for a while, his eyes finally regained some vision, and then he turned and walked to one side.

Fortunately, Ling Luoyu's attack was only a warning, and it was not too heavy. After half a stick of incense, his vision had returned to normal except for his black eyes.

The further you go, the stronger the smell of decay.

Under the torch, a gloomy white light reflected.

"It's the bones!" Feng Chenglin stopped subconsciously and gasped.

Ling Luoyu took a step forward: "It's human bones!"

On the corridor in front, a human thigh bone was in sight.

Feng Chenglin's scalp numb instantly: "Fuck! The grandchildren of Lundao Academy are not feeding us something?!"

Ling Luoyu stepped forward silently, held the torch and turned around, turning a corner.

"Fatty Wind!"

Feng Chenglin noticed something wrong, and quickly followed up: "What's the matter?"

As soon as he turned the corner, the rotting breath of choking nose suddenly hit.

"Fuck!"

He instinctively covered his nose and wanted to avoid it, but the corner of his eyes saw a scene that was unforgettable for his life.

A pile of half-rotten bones was piled up in a row, **** and stinky.

"Wow!"

Feng Chenglin couldn't help it anymore, turned around and vomited a faint!

Ling Luoyu seemed to be unconscious and stepped forward.

"These bones... seem familiar..."

Feng Chenglin couldn't imagine it, it was this time, and she still thought about studying these bones "very familiar"!

Isn't it a dead thing no matter how familiar it is? !

Still a disgusting dead thing!

Feng Chenglin's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys seemed to be coming out, which only eased slightly.

When I turned my head to look around, I saw Ling Luoyu grabbing something in front of the pair of rotten bones.

"Fuck!"

One couldn't hold back, and the fat man vomited again.

These three young masters also emphasized their taste!