Suckling his mouth, Fatty Feng's expression suddenly became ambiguous

"You said, these two people... aren't there any tricks?! Just Xiang Xi Yunfei and Wang Ke's father?!"

"Congratulations, I feel this way too!!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly smirked and bumped into Feng Chenglin's shoulder, evil charm curled his lips.

"However, the matter of these two people has nothing to do with us now... because the direction Yan Zhen fled just now is completely opposite to the route we are going to take!!"

Regardless of Yan Zhen or Wuyingjian, they are just passers-by on their way.

The fate that passed by is separated, and the fate is over!

"That's really a shame..."

Feng Chenglin was speechless, still a bit regretful.

"Seriously, I really want to know the story..."

Things only know the beginning, but can't watch the end, the most sultry.

However, as Ling Luoyu said, whether it is Yan Zhen or Shadowless Sword, it has nothing to do with them!

All fate ends here.

After dawn, the two men cleaned up their makeup and restored their original appearance.

It was just that Ling Luoyu was still accustomed to dressing up in men's clothing. After escaping from the chaos, he changed two horses, put on a hat, and followed the map towards the direction of the sea sacred feast.

When leaving the town gate, Ling Luoyu once again saw the group of people in black cloak he saw yesterday.

They were riding on horses, their faces hidden in the hats of the cloak, unable to see their faces, and they lined up outside the city gate in sequence, quietly out of sync with the surrounding traffic.

Feng Chenglin also discovered their anomaly: "Fuck...Where did this great **** come from!? It's sneaky, mysterious?!"

He turned around, frowning.

"Look at them like this, it seems they are waiting for someone to die!"

While speaking, a string of sweet ringtones came ethereally, and Ling Luoyu's body and soul suddenly shook.

And those people in black also turned around and looked behind Ling Luoyu's back, turning their heads together, their movements were very consistent.

"What a crisp ringtone..."

A smile appeared involuntarily on Feng Chenglin's face, his face was intoxicated, and he closed his eyes and listened carefully.

Before I was completely intoxicated, I felt a needle-like pain in my back.

"Ah, it hurts..."

Screaming in pain, he almost fell off his horse.

"Three young masters, what are you doing..."

Ling Luoyu slowly closed his hand, a silver light on his fingertips made Feng Chenglin's tongue painful.

"San Shao, your brain is convulsed... It's good, why do you use a needle to pierce me..."

"I'm afraid you will die in the tender country of beauty..."

Ling Luoyu flipped his fingertips and collected the silver needle.

"The ringtones you hear have a soul-storing effect..."

Desire? !

Feng Chenglin shuddered suddenly, and his body was instantly wet with sweat.

But at the same time, he also found clues around.

Around them, there was an evil smile on the faces of all the men.

The corners of their mouths were slightly raised, as if they were thinking of something beautiful, and one by one they gave out knowing smiles from their hearts.

However, other than that, there is nothing wrong with these men.

They didn't even stop the communication between topics, what to say or what to say.

As for the woman beside the man, she was not half moved, what should she do.

As the bell drew closer, Feng Chenglin felt some inexplicable depression in his heart, as if a boulder was pressed on his heart, and it was a bit hard to breathe.