"Blood battle?" Ling Luoyu stared lightly, "Why is blood battle?"

"Need to ask? You must have touched others' negative scales... I guess, even if it's not the deep hatred of Zhao Sheng, you have to die forever!"

Feng Chenglin closed his eyes, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

"What about him, if he is more acquainted and sees that he is not our opponent, he may be able to relax, otherwise, he will have to do it with a real sword... What do you think of my life? I have to continue to fight tonight. It won't work. I have to sleep for a while. Otherwise, when will I get a good night's sleep when I don't keep it all right..."

Ling Luoyu didn't finish drinking the tea, and the sound of his breathing had become heavier, and there was a slight tendency to snore.

She looked sideways to the backyard, estimated that it was too early, and simply closed the door, took a book, and waited for someone while drinking tea.

I don't know how long I slept, but Feng Chenglin realized that he didn't know when he fell asleep lying on the table.

As for Ling Luoyu, he lit an oil lamp and read the night leisurely.

"If I hadn't planted a little barrier, your snoring would scare everyone in this small town away!"

"I sleep and snore?" Feng Chenglin rubbed his eyes, moved his hands and feet to get up, a little embarrassed and smiled: "You said, why don't I know this problem still exists?"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Who can hear himself snoring while sleeping! ?

Fine! ?

Feng Chenglin scratched his head and looked outside: "It's dark this day, what about the old man? Isn't it because we are watching us aggressively, thinking that it is not our opponent, right?"

"If he wanted to leave, he would have already left. How could he wait to run until now? Besides, the things in the well made him afraid to leave like this!"

"Then..." Feng Chenglin's expression suddenly became very weird, and he subconsciously looked at the back kitchen: "No...he wouldn't be still torturing the Zhao, right?"

This is all day!

If the person surnamed Zhao is still alive, it is estimated that the intestines will have to be repented-there is no way to die!

Otherwise, it will not be tortured until now, it is not over yet!

"Sir, how about... let's go and take a look?"

"What are you looking at?" Ling Luoyu turned a page leisurely: "If you are curious, you can go and see... The day goes on, if Zhao Sheng is still alive, do you think... his current situation, or you can Can it be seen?"

According to the old shopkeeper, he wanted to entertain Zhao Sheng!

"Three young masters, don't you mean...that old man really does what Zhao Sheng did?" Feng Chenglin's heart was a little dull.

Kill, he can!

But if you want to use that method on people, he really can't do it!

"He has hatred in his heart..." Ling Luoyu's eyes sank slightly.

Human nature is good!

No one is born evil!

It's just what happened the day after tomorrow that changed their xinxing!

"It's also... to destroy the hatred of the relatives! Speaking of which, Zhao Shengsheng was swallowed, and I couldn't understand the resentment in my heart... But, are we just waiting here?" Feng Chenglin looked out the window: "What is this? Is it time? If we wait like this, when will we have to wait?"

Ling Luoyu didn't know when he had to wait!

It depends on when the old shopkeeper's hatred of Zhao Sheng will disappear!