Feng Chenglin: "..."

Isn't this the end?

"Three young masters, what are you doing? People...people are all like that, they are dead, and it is not the result? What do you want?!"

Ling Luoyu narrowed her eyes, and bit her vermilion lips thoughtfully, "Isn't it her?"

"what?"

Feng Chenglin blinked his eyes and pointed at Yin Yiren speechlessly.

"This... doesn't it count?"

At the tavern, the man in the clothes had already dropped Su Yao and walked back to the room with a heavy step.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but open his mouth: "I'm going... what's the situation?"

Shouldn't the normal reaction at this time be to leave this place quickly?

Not to mention killing everywhere, there are dead people everywhere, at least beware of someone chasing after you?

That person in the clothes was so swaggered that he walked back grandiosely? !

"What's up?"

He looked at Ling Luoyu in astonishment, and suddenly thought of the issue of gambling capital.

"Three young masters, this time..."

"Not counting!"

Feng Chenglin was completely speechless.

If you don't want to give it, just say it!

As for him to play again and again?

"Three young masters, if you don't want to..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly jumped down and walked towards the tavern.

Feng Chenglin was taken aback, and hurriedly followed: "San Shao, we won't be able to... You can't just do it just so that you don't lose my thousand gold coins..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

"Three young masters, let's not wade in the muddy water, can't I do if I don't need gold coins?"

Feng Chenglin wanted to stop Ling Luoyu, but she was disgusted and pushed away.

"I'm not going to kill people, what are you afraid of? I'm just going to see what's going on!"

"What's the matter? Didn't we say that we don't mix up these bad things?"

How could Feng Chenglin not notice the weirdness of this incident, but he didn't want Ling Luoyu to get involved.

"Three young masters, let's go..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly paused, greeted Feng Chenglin, earnestly whispered in his ears: "I watch the stars at night, the man in clothes must die here tonight, but he hasn't died yet, don't you think it is strange?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

There is no such thing as a fuss! !

"San Shao, when will you watch the stars at night?"

And can you see through life and death at a glance?

This is the rhythm of going to heaven, side by side with the sun! !

"I just learned it, so I don't understand why the **** thing is not dead!"

Ling Luoyu landed in the backyard of the tavern, and raised his hand to try under the neck of Su Yao and others.

"All dead!"

Feng Chenglin was unhappy: "..."

What's the use of all dead, and you don't give money! !

Ling Luoyu got up and looked at Mu Sheng's room.

The door was not closed, and a figure sitting upright was vaguely visible in the darkness.

Feng Chenglin quietly walked to her side, frowning slightly: "Why didn't he... why didn't he do something to us?"

"do not know!"

Ling Luoyu also wanted to know what was going on with this man in the clothes.

If she is attacked, the first reaction to seeing a stranger is either to be on guard or to attack.

But this man in a hood, sitting there like a dead body.

He was even indifferent to her and Feng Chenglin's impolite gaze and discussion.

"Isn't it dead?"

Feng Chenglin muttered from one side.

"Maybe he was injured by them when he was fighting with these three people... At this time he was seriously injured and died..."

Before I finished speaking, I felt too nonsense and sighed and shook his head.