Ling Luoyu's so-called highland was a big tree in the tavern that could be observed fifty meters away.

Sitting on the branch, Ling Luoyu hung the basket on the branch, and held a jar of rice wine with Feng Chenglin.

Fengcheng Lin Khan: "Three young masters, you don't... really want to watch the excitement here, right?"

"Don't you like it? You can choose to sleep if you don't like watching the excitement..."

"No, I mean...what are you doing this time, I don't understand..."

"I don't understand either... but after tonight, I should soon understand..."

"what?"

"Ah what, eat!"

Ling Luoyu stuffed a piece of sauced meat into Feng Chenglin's mouth.

"If you yell again, I will throw you back to the tavern and let you experience the excitement up close!"

Fengcheng Lin hung up and shut his mouth, biting the sauce and chewing loudly.

Inside the tavern, the air tumbling, the house creaked, it seemed that it would not last long.

Condescendingly, you can see Su Yao and Xu Ya besieging the man in the backyard in the open space.

As for their other little friend, it is estimated that he has died.

As for Wuyingjian, I haven't seen him yet, and I must be drinking and watching the fun.

Feng Chenglin glanced at Ling Luoyu several times, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"San Shao, the lines you have been drawing these days...what is it?"

Ling Luoyu glanced at him faintly, but did not respond.

"Also, we've been here for a few days, and you won't tell you if you leave...what the **** are you doing?"

Ling Luoyu still looked at him without speaking.

Feng Chenglin was anxious: "Can you not be so cold, can you say something?"

"What do you say? What do you say about things I don't know myself?"

Got it!

Forget the question he just said for nothing!

Feeling angry, he took a swig of wine, but choked and coughed.

"Look at what you are!"

Ling Luoyu frowned and passed his wine jar.

"If you like to drink, I will drink it for you..."

Feng Chenglin became more and more aggrieved: "San Shao, I don't have to know anything, I'm worried about you..."

"Worry about me, what are you worried about?"

"...I'm worried about you because of Mo Xuanchen...I am impetuous in my heart, do something mindless!"

Ling Luoyu was stunned.

She just said, Feng Chenglin always refers to her, where he fights, and never asks about the end of life or death.

Why did she suddenly become hypocritical these few days, and kept asking her questions.

It turned out that she was afraid that something would happen due to depression in her heart!

"Fatty, don't worry, Ling Luoyu is not so easy to be hit! Mo Xuanchen's matter... Although it has a small impact on me, it won't mess me up..."

"Then why you don't know what you do yourself..."

"I really don't know, so I have to figure it out!"

She looked at the tavern in the distance with shining eyes, and her lips were slightly raised.

"But, tonight, maybe you know..."

"what do you know?"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes, smiled suddenly, and pointed to the tavern.

"Fatty, let's make a bet!"

"Bet? What to bet?"

"Just bet on that man in clothes... bet on his life and death, do you say he is alive tonight... or is he dead?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Did this guy eat something?

Why are you so hi?

Good point, how come you suddenly bet on other people's life and death?