The soul stared intently, and the calm and unpredictable eyes finally made waves again.

"what??"

"It's nothing!"

Ling Luoyu shut up in due course, still smiling innocently.

"I just said it casually!"

Just casually speaking, the uncle's face changed.

It shows that her casual remark hits his heart's death.

In this case, it's better not to touch other people's dead spots.

Lest he become irritated, he would directly hit her dead spot.

"That... Senior, do you still need to clean up some of them? Which one do you want to destroy, I will help you!"

Ling Luoyu changed the subject again and pointed to a group of people outside.

Zhancheng frowned slightly: "What are they talking about?"

"I'm afraid it's not a good thing!" Ding Buliu's face was dark and purple: "Did you not see it? They have pointed at us several times!"

Although the people inside are still talking and laughing, but don't know why, he always has an ominous premonition

"I feel they are studying **** us..."

This group of them, that is the lamb on the chopping board, are waiting helplessly whether they will be braised or grilled.

"I feel this ominous too!" The pulsatilla swallowed dryly: "That... Mr. Gu, or, let's work together?!"

If both the left and the right are dead, you will be crushed to death unclearly, how reconciled!

Instead of that, it's better to be refreshed!

"Fight? Can you fight?"

Concubine Liang sneered, her phoenix eyes slightly grimace.

"I confronted him just now, that power...for us, it's easy to crush us!"

Gu Lan's pupils shrank, suddenly grasping Concubine Liang's hand without warning, and quickly moved to one side.

Zhancheng subconsciously wanted to follow, but Ding Buliu pressed his shoulder with one hand, and shook his head calmly.

"What are you doing?"

Concubine Liang was dragged by Gu Lan's arm, pinched in pain, and forced him a few times before throwing him away.

"Say well if you have something to say, what do you do?!"

"Do your hands and feet? You did it on purpose!" Gu Lan's face stopped coldly.

Concubine Liang's movement of stroking her arm became stiff: "What?"

"You know what I said!"

"...I don't know!" Concubine Liang's voice suddenly became cold.

"I don't know? If you don't know, your heartbeat won't beat so fast!"

Gu Lan's pupils shrank, and calmly looked in Ling Luoyu's direction.

"When Ling Luoyu faced the soul just now, why did you suddenly attack the soul?"

"I...that was to help her!"

Concubine Liang's expression suddenly changed with a sneer.

"Why? I did help wrong too!? Well, next time, I'll just stand by and see nothing!"

"Help? You are deliberately agitating the soul's anger, you want to use his hand to deal with Ling Luoyu, right!?"

A look of disappointment faded on Gu Lan's face.

"Concubine Liang, I always feel that you are a girl who knows the generality, knows how to measure, and has a good heart, but I didn't expect that there is such a hidden side!"

Concubine Liang's heart seemed to be stabbed with a knife, and her breathing was unsatisfactory: "Compared to that girl Ling... Am I inferior to her in anything?!"

It is undeniable that when Ling Luoyu confronted the soul, her shot really wanted to add fuel to the fire, and wanted to borrow the hand of the soul to get rid of Ling Luoyu.