Ling Luoyu analyzed it very seriously, as if he hadn't noticed the strange color under Yang Baota's eyes.

"But if it weren't for triplets, why would there be three carriages? And they are still exactly the same? Isn't it possible, really like my brother said... are you in the big doubt?!"

Yang Baota didn't realize that Ling Luoyu would be so straightforward, so he asked directly, hesitating for a while.

"He...he got...this disease..."

"What?" Ling Luoyu held back a smile, staring attentively, listening carefully: "What disease does he have?"

"...Suspicion!!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Ok!

Nothing wrong! !

"My brother always thinks that someone will harm him, so he got three carriages, and they made them exactly the same. I ride this one today and another one tomorrow. If we are negligent, we don't even know whether he is sitting. Which one! Say it, we..."

"Drive, drive..."

The **** who was exploring the path ahead suddenly galloped in, dusty.

Ling Luoyu's eyes sank--

His expression was alarmed, and something seemed to be happening ahead.

Yang Baofeng, who opened the road ahead, rode his horse to greet him: "How is the front?"

The forward guard did not answer directly, but reined in the carriage and whispered sideways.

The accompanying Feng Chenglin looked at Ling Luoyu calmly, with playful eyes

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and curled his lips: "Brother Yang, if it is not convenient for us here, it is better to go first..."

"No, no, don't get me wrong, there won't be any major issues..." Yang Baota smiled, and Ce immediately went forward: "I'll know when I ask!"

While he stepped forward, Feng Chenglin slowed down his pace and slid against Ling Luoyu.

"Three young masters, what do you mean? This guy is obviously uneasy!"

"Don't you smell blood?"

Ling Luoyu's answer made Feng Chenglin startled.

Bloody?

He sniffed vigorously and sniffed his nose: "San Shao, this broad day, the wind is sunny, how can there be any blood? Besides, does this blood have anything to do with our stay?"

"I always thought that your nose belongs to a dog... why, today this dog... has a cold?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

His nose is very good, nothing happened!

Is it your own suspicion that you smell the blood? !

"Three young masters, don't you fool me again? I can't smell anything!"

"No?" Ling Luoyu glanced sideways, looking evilly at the three carriages: "Then be more careful!!"

Feng Chenglin's expression changed slightly in an instant--

He thought that the smell of blood came from the wilderness outside.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a carriage! ?

For a moment, his eyes changed color when he looked at the **** around the carriage: "San Shao, you mean, these people... are robbers who kill and overturn goods, not escorts?"

"I don't know if it's the guardian, but it's bloody, but it's a fact!" Ling Luoyu patted Feng Chenglin on the back, and immediately moved forward: "So, fat man, let's have a snack!!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Subconsciously, he sniffed again, suddenly frustrated.

"No..."

He still didn't smell anything!

Yang Baota and Yang Baofeng had already reconciled, and the two of them muttered and looked in Ling Luoyu's direction from time to time.

Feng Chenglin raised his head coldly and raised his head: "I see it, this is planning for us! Third Young Master, I feel that these people are going to do bad things, look at their eyes, they are not good people at first sight!"