With a silent smile, his eyes were slightly wrong: "It seems that Mo Xuanchen has marked you a fishing village, which is really a bit unusual! Third Young Master, let's go down and take a look..."

He was about to fold down, but his movements suddenly froze, and he suddenly grabbed Ling Luoyu's arm.

"Three Masters..."

The finger lifted lightly and pointed to the campfire with an incredible expression.

"Over there...that person, do you look familiar!"

He didn't say it, but when he said that Ling Luoyu's eyes fell completely: "Do you feel like it too?!"

Feng Chenglin looked silently, but did not speak.

Ling Luoyu could say that, it would prove that what he saw was correct!

"Why is he... here?"

"Yeah! Why is he here!" Ling Luoyu smiled down and flew down: "It seems that we still know too little about him..."

Around the burning campfire, people were laughing wildly--

The man was holding the wine bowl and his arms around the woman, and there were unscrupulous laughter from time to time.

The women laughed hard, flattering the men around them, and persuading them to drink from time to time.

Without exception, this group of people are just young people in their prime.

Therefore, when a pair of gray-haired, old-aged old people hobbled up, it seemed particularly abrupt.

"Who are they?!" Someone's sharp eyes saw Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin at a glance, and suddenly shouted.

The laughter of the crowd stopped abruptly, and they all turned to look at the two people.

Feng Chenglin paused quietly and whispered in a low voice: "I'm going... how do these people react like this... as if we are uninvited guests?!"

"Isn't it an uninvited guest!?"

Ling Luoyu's foreboding was sent into Feng Chenglin's ears.

"Here are the two of us who are immortal...you say, are you considered uninvited guests?"

Feng Chenglin realized that something was wrong: "Perhaps... the old people here are used to going to bed early, so no one came up..."

"I'm afraid there are no old people here..."

Ling Luoyu's words caused Feng Chenglin's pupils to shrink slightly: "San Shao, what do you mean!?"

"What do you mean? Don't you see it... isn't this a village!?"

"The men here have rough clothes and look like people with no money... But almost every one of them hugs left and right, and there are two or three women around... Although men can have three wives and four concubines, the premise is This man has to be rich!! A man without money has difficulty getting a wife, so how can a concubine bring it up!?"

Ling Luoyu's observation power convinced Feng Chenglin

As a man, his first reaction is to look at those women!

As for the unusualness of this, he didn't have the time or the mind to observe it.

"Three young masters, what do you mean?!"

"It means, let's adapt to circumstances..."

The two sides seemed to be stuck in a confrontation. No one spoke or moved, only sparks were still "cracking" jumping in everyone's ears.

After a moment of silence, one person finally separated everyone and strode out: "What are you? What are you doing here!?"

This person is dressed in brown silk clothes and looks a bit more advanced than those around him.

"Our fishing village has not communicated with the outside world, don't you know!?"

He waved his hand abruptly, sternly.

"Go out! If you don't go out, be careful that the people in our village are not kind to you!"