Ling Luoyu squinted: "The reason Dieyi chose you is probably because you feel that your talent can be cultivated the day after tomorrow!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Fortunately, he has been with Ling Luoyu for many years, otherwise this little heart can't stand contempt.

"You know everything in the sea, it should be the power that Dieyi possesses! What you have to do now is to hold those powers firmly in your hand and use them for you!"

Ling Luoyu patted Feng Chenglin's shoulder with a meaningful lips.

"Don't underestimate Dieyi, the power behind it will exceed your imagination!"

Although she only took a quick glance and didn't explore in depth, the power Dieyi possessed still shocked it.

If Feng Chenglin can control these, then his cultivation will definitely reach a new level!

Knowing this a long time ago, let him choose a good weapon earlier.

Being able to get Ling Luoyu's affirmation, Feng Chenglin also curbed his joke.

"Don't worry, Third Young Master, when I leave the customs, it will be the time to accompany you to fight the world!"

Although he is joking, he is still very careful.

Ling Luoyu broke through the nine-layer bottleneck desperately and moved up to another level, naturally because the opponent he would face in the future was so tyrannical beyond his imagination.

Therefore, he can only be qualified to walk shoulder to shoulder with her again if he struggles to keep up.

In the early spring sun, the thin ice melted and wet the footwear of pedestrians on the road.

In the squeaky swaying carriage, Ling Luoyu leaned out, frowning her eyebrows slightly: "Fatty, where did you get the used car? Squeaky, doesn't it bother you?"

"I don't want to listen, but you said you want an ordinary carriage, not to be noticeable, so I had to choose this old carriage!"

Feng Chenglin was a little embarrassed and chuckled.

"It's just that I didn't expect it to be like this...old..."

Originally, he was looking for an old carriage, which was not noticeable.

But now it's okay, the carriage creaks, and the pedestrians on the road will turn their heads to take a look.

"Three young masters, in fact, you can't blame me. You say... we are returning to the Yaoshan Sect. How do you say, it is also of the Guangzong Yaozu. If you don't tear the void, you just need to return to the hometown without clothes... An unobtrusive old carriage..."

After he left the customs, the first thing Ling Luoyu did was to return to the Yaoshan School.

But for her, she didn't take the steps to save trouble, and she had to go home in a carriage.

I don't know what to swagger!

Ling Luoyu retracted into the carriage: "You didn't realize that the taste of this world is a bit different now?"

Feng Chenglin sniffed vigorously: "What's the difference? Winter goes to spring... the soil softens, the smell of grass sprouting?"

"You said you have cultivated your mental power to some extent, why are you still so slow!"

Ling Luoyu leaned on the brocade couch, raised the driving curtain, and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window.

"Don't you realize that the world nowadays is more murderous before retreating with us?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Can you smell this stuff?

Why didn't he find anything?

Is his cultivation too shallow, or is his reaction too slow? !

"San Shao, what was that stuff from your time... what's it like?"

"...Smell with your heart!"

From the moment she left the chaotic realm, she keenly caught a trace of unusualness.

It may be a woman's intuition, or it may be her sixth sense for many years.