His body shook suddenly and suddenly looked at Ling Luoyu.

She is still ten steps away, but

"It's you?"

Frowning slightly, he looked at his legs in an incredible way.

"what did you do to me?"

Ling Luoyu was also startled: "Can you feel it?"

What have you done?

It was just entering his legs with the Primordial Chaos Spirit to check it out.

However, he could actually feel it!

People with leg problems shouldn't the sense of touch disappear and the limbs numb?

At this moment, Mo said that he just got into a breath, and even took a knife to chop off his leg, he should not feel it!

But what about Zhou Yan?

Actually conscious! !

Zhou Yan also thought of this, looked at her eyes in disbelief, and then slowly lowered his head again.

"Is there something wrong with my perception, or is it... my imagination?"

After a long time, he himself was not sure whether his consciousness was still normal.

"Because I...have felt this way before. It seems that there is...a breath of breath, walking between my legs, it's warm, sometimes cold..."

Feng Chenglin couldn't help laughing: "Are you hot or hot?"

Ling Luoyu looked at Zhou Yan with faint eyes, and the Primal Chaos Spirit wandered around and withdrew.

"Your leg"

Zhou Yan's eyes trembled instantly, as if he was waiting for his death sentence.

Ling Luoyu hesitated, and finally shook his head: "No problem!?"

Everyone's eyes instantly aimed at Zhou Yan's legs.

Especially Feng Chenglin, biting a bite of the fruit, with his mouth wide open: "No...no problem?"

What's the matter with this kid?

Are you pretending to be lame?

But the random negation-

impossible!

No one will pretend to be lame for a lifetime.

After all these years of pretending, it is not really lame, and it must be useless.

"Three young masters, you...really?"

"Anyway, judging from my current inspection, he is really fine...at least, there is no problem with his legs!!"

Zhou Yan looked at his legs, and at Ling Luoyu, he was obviously lost.

"To tell the girl, some people once said that, saying that my legs are fine, but..."

But he just can't stand up!

On this point, no one can give a satisfactory answer.

"It seems... after all, I have hope again!"

Just now, he thought this girl Ling could change his life!

But the result?

Same face slap!

"However, it doesn't matter. It's not the first time that Zhou Yan has heard such words. I'm used to..."

This is the case, but the disappointment on his face and the despair in his eyes are still clearly visible.

Cheng Xue quit: "Miss Ling, are you trying to do my master's routine? If you don't have the ability, don't be ashamed to say that you can cure your master's legs!"

Gives a hope that does not exist, it is better not to have it!

This kind of result is even more tragic than directly announcing that his leg has not been cured!

Who knows

"I'm saying that his legs are fine..."

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes, but didn't go on.

Zhou Yan thought of something and slowly raised his head, his eyes trembled.

Cheng Xue still sneered: "Miss Ling, it's not the first time we heard these words of you. We are used to these tricks a long time ago!"

"Cheng Xue!"

Zhou Yan lifted his finger lightly, interrupting Cheng Xue.

"apologize!!"

"Master?" Cheng Xue frowned, thinking she had heard it wrong.