Ling Luoyu immediately looked at Feng Chenglin, and understood what he meant by his accent.

"I see, Fatty...Do you think that you are a meritorious minister, so you have become an uncle in front of me?!"

"How dare I act as an uncle in front of you?" Feng Chenglin immediately laughed, with a vacillating look on his face: "I just want to mix your praise!"

"Seriously!" Dingmiao raised his hand and interrupted the two: "We found Lu Yuan again in the afternoon and asked him to have a drink. He told us one thing!"

He glanced around mysteriously, approached Ling Luoyu and lowered his voice.

"He said, we can enter the black gate by hunting cards, and leave by way!"

Ling Luoyu's eyebrows clustered: "Black door? Hunting card?!"

"Xingjun can control the mark of the white door, but there is no restriction on the hunting card of the black door, because when the hunting card was set at the beginning, it was hoped that someone could enter there and level the contents, so there was nothing for the hunting card. Binding! So, we can borrow there to leave!"

"Then you two know what's inside!?" Ling Luoyu's eyes suddenly became interesting.

These two people were probably fooled by Lu Yuan.

"Lu Yuan said that behind the black gate... is another passage, which was closed by Xingjun at the beginning, but it is not impossible to open it, let's..."

Before he finished speaking about the temple, he saw that Ling Luoyu's eyes were wrong, and he couldn't help but stop.

"What's the matter? You...did you know the black door?"

Ling Luoyu smiled and curled his lips: "I not only know the black door, but also what is behind the black door!!"

"What is it?" Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao said almost in unison.

"living hell!"

"A Ye said that Lu Yuan once told her that the reason why Xingjun built the Black Gate was because he was injured by something inside, so he built something that trapped that thing..."

"Xingjun...was hurt?"

Feng Chenglin's face instantly turned dark.

"With Xingjun's cultivation base, even if he is injured, then... let's go over..."

Dingmiao didn't speak, but just made a beheading gesture and gestured at Feng Chenglin's head sideways.

"Oh shit!!"

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but explode.

"What does Lu Yuan mean? It is clear that we are going to die?"

"He was playing with borrowed swords to kill people!"

Ling Luoyu smiled evilly and curled his lips, and patted Feng Chenglin on the chest.

"He suffered a loss in my hands, and even lost face. If we leave here, his face will be preserved. By coincidence, Lord Xing will not let us go. He can only play one in order to keep this secret. Killed with a knife..."

If it weren't for Ah Ye, they might have really broken into the black door with the thought of leaving.

By then, the ghost knows what it will encounter.

"Lu Yuan knows what's in there... and he can tell that once we go, we will definitely die..."

Feng Chenglin smiled and threw the chess piece in his hand.

"And as long as we die, he will indirectly breathe out a bad breath!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes fell on the back of his hand, where there was a shallow scar.

"You are hurt?"

"...No!" Feng Chenglin instinctively covered the scar with his sleeve.

"Hidden without you?"

"...It's really nothing...just seeing that kid Lu Yuan was disobedient and beat him up..."

The more Feng Chenglin returned, Ling Luoyu felt the more wrong.