Several girls of the high race were instantly restless--

"Young Master Lord is here!"

"He actually left the customs himself?"

"How could he show up?"

Ling Luoyu cares more about these girls than the man on the flying beast

"Can you talk?"

She thought that these orc girls could not speak.

But now, I can not only speak, but also speak clearly and have a standard tone. There is absolutely no obstacle to communication.

The few high-human girls didn't have the time to pay attention to her, each of them held their heads up, and watched the young master leave above their heads and flew to the east coast.

Ling Luoyu still looked like that gossip: "You... don't you all admire this young master?"

Seeing these idiot faces, they almost shouted the name of the young master, showing their heart.

When he passed, one of the high-human race girls looked down and gave her a fierce look.

"you shut up!"

That look--

Full of hostility!

As for the other girls, they continued to stare at them and stopped talking.

Flying up into the sky, Jun Lai frowned slightly.

The few people flying on the ground and sliding on the ground, visually, the cultivation base is not low.

One of them even wore the iconic costume of Zhou's guard!

"They... are not ordinary people... are they..."

Pupils shrunk, and he guessed the result.

With a strong step, the flying beast screamed and rushed towards Feng Chenglin and others.

Raising your right hand, several crossbow arrows burst out of the air.

"Whizzing!"

Feng Chenglin didn't dare to neglect the gust of wind. He retreated slowly, slid to one side, avoided the sharp edge, and turned around.

Several others took advantage of the situation and stood side by side.

The crossbow arrow passed through several people, sank into the ground in front of them, and disappeared.

"Several people... are they in the wrong place?!"

Screaming at the flying beast, Jun Lai turned around, passed a few of them, and fell on the east bank, dressed in graceful clothes.

Feng Chenglin raised his brows and lowered his voice: "Who is he?"

Dingmiao was speechless: "How do I know?!"

Liao Feng also looked at Zhou Yun at that moment: "You know?"

Zhou Yun withdrew his gaze from the flying beast, his gaze changed many times, and finally questioned his head sideways: "You...are from the high human race...coming the young master?"

Jun Lai held his chest proudly: "Sure enough, he belongs to the Zhou family, and he even knows my name!"

Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up: "Is he an expert?"

Dingmiao lowered his voice and added, "Didn't you hear them all? He is the young master of the high human race..."

If it is so clear, anyone who is not deaf can hear it.

"The high race... isn't it a barbaric race? How come there are such... handsome handsome men?"

The other three men slowly turned their heads and looked, their eyes are a bit playful: "..."

This guy is true or false! ?

When is it so special, he still cares about the parents? !

Could it be--

If someone looks good at a tall race, isn't it a tall race?

Or is it better to say that this taller human race, who is a little longer, can be open to the Internet and show mercy? !

Dingmiao cleared his cough and lowered his voice: "Why are you saying this..."

"I didn't do anything, I didn't mean anything else, I just sigh with emotion that a man of the high human race can grow a little bit beautiful..."

Feng Chenglin looked at the gazes of the three people seriously and blinked.

"Don't you think that they are no different from ours... Of course, except for those eyes!!"