"Three young masters, you know better than me... if even Mo Xuanchen falls into the trap of being unable to save himself, then you and I are going to die! At that time, everyone will die together, what's the point?"

Feng Chenglin felt that Ling Luoyu seemed to be moved, and he was also relieved.

"Three young masters, I'm not greedy for life or death, but I think that since you feel tricky at this time, then you must be prepared to fight! Otherwise, we are in a mess, who else can save us?"

"Be prepared to fight?"

Ling Luoyu barely suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

"I also know to be prepared to fight, but..."

But she was inexplicably worried about Mo Xuanchen.

He didn't even dare to tell her where he was going, explaining that the place was extremely dangerous.

"Fatty... let's go to Yang Zhi!"

Struggling away from the wind into the forest, Ling Luoyu slowly closed his eyes and turned his head sharply.

"He must know a lot of things we don't know..."

"He must know, but the question is... will he say it!" Feng Chenglin muttered and shook his head.

He has never felt good about Yang Zhi.

This person is too utilitarian, too scheming, all calculations, every step of the way.

"It's like the cycle of death where we went, didn't he know it? But he didn't even mention a word..."

Even if they mentioned it a little bit, they were warned that they would not end up in such an embarrassing situation.

"He didn't say it because he was afraid to say too much, and he fell into a passive situation!"

Ling Luoyu gripped his fingertips tightly, pinched it into his palm, and Xie Ning curled his lips.

"But now, if he doesn't say anything...I'm afraid his covenant will die!!"

No matter what he agreed with Mo Xuanchen, it must be very important.

Otherwise, the sea queen will not be so jealous.

Even at this point, Yang Zhi did not dare to ignore Mo Xuanchen's life and death.

"However, you are right... Before we go, we have to plan!"

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly, her eyes turned sharply, and he waved to Feng Chenglin, whispering in his ear.

"You go to Dingmiao..."

Listening to her whispers, Feng Chenglin's expression was slightly sinking: "San Shao...Does this make them feel that we are forcing them, so that they are forced to jump the wall?!"

"force?"

Ling Luoyu sneered suddenly.

"I was driven to a dead end by them... Isn't it my turn to force them?"

Standing in the magnificent palace, Ling Luoyu made a serious comment: "The treatment of the young master and the high priest is different... a rural cottage, a heavenly hall..."

Compared with Mo Xuanchen's Ze Palace, Yang Zhi's palace is as dazzling as a sea pearl.

The most eye-catching thing is that wherever you look, there are beauties.

They are either sitting lazily or talking and laughing.

For the appearance of Ling Luoyu, the beauties just raised their eyes and didn't react much.

For them, the most indispensable thing here is beauty.

The attendant who led the way looked at Ling Luoyu coldly, and turned to a side hall: "You are waiting here, when the young master has time, I will see you naturally!"

How many women want to cling to the young master's bed, he has already seen too many embraces.

"Thank you brother..."

Ling Luoyu was not in a hurry and sat down leisurely at the table.

When the attendant's feet were about to cross the door, her voice came out lazily.

"If you want to report back to your host, just say that Yang Xinlan has something to find him!"

"Who?!"

How could the attendant not know who Yang Xinlan was, and his face changed after hearing this.

"Who are you talking about?"