Ling Luoyu never had a precedent for pulling him up in the middle of the night, and he used such extreme techniques.

Explaining this matter is really troublesome.

When he changed his clothes and saw Ling Luoyu again, her expression seemed to have returned to normal.

Seeing him coming in, pushed a cup of tea.

"This is sober tea, sober up and refreshing, drink it."

"No need? Your bucket of water is already refreshing enough..." Fengcheng Lin sneered, "I'm in the spirit of Beier now, as if I was beaten with blood!!"

Turning his eyes to the surroundings, he found that he and Junlai were the only ones, and there were no others, so he couldn't help frowning.

"How many of them?"

"Jun Lai has something to say, I'm afraid I have missed something, if you remember it, please remind me in time..."

This state of Ling Luoyu made Feng Chenglin even more confused.

"No, you guys who don't sleep in the middle of the night, what happened?"

Moreover, it is the kind that is poured in a bucket of water? !

Junlai sat on the side, biting his fingers, his eyes wandering on the two of them.

Feng Chenglin felt guilty in his heart when he was seen: "Don't look at people with that kind of eyes, it's very scary..."

It felt like she was going to be judged after all.

Ling Luoyu patted his side: "Sit down!"

How can Feng Chenglin sit at ease, half-pull his hips on the edge of the chair, and draw his lips: "What the **** is going on?"

"Gu Lan's matter!"

"Gu Lan?" Feng Chenglin's eyes widened instantly: "What is Gu Lan?"

Before he finished his words, Ling Luoyu looked intently.

"You really drank pieces!"

Feng Chenglin thought of something at this moment, and frowned.

"Gu Lan, yes, Gu Lan... When you say that, I remember it a little bit. Just now... I seemed to have seen Gu Lan..."

It seems to be, and it does not seem to be.

"San Young Master, is Gu Lan here too?"

"This is Gu Lan's home!"

"Huh?" Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment. "What did you say? Gu Lan's...home?"

Suddenly got up, he looked at Jun Lai, then turned and looked in the direction of the door.

"No... the man who doesn't know what Shui Niangniang said, is... is it him?"

Ling Luoyu raised his eyes and looked at him silently, without speaking.

"how is this possible?"

Feng Chenglin squatted slightly, his lips twitched.

"How is this possible? That guy is not the same as us, but... is..."

He didn't say the following words.

It's just that the look in his eyes has been thoughtful and worried.

"No, it's impossible... Third Young Master, how is this possible? He is a member of the Protoss, how can he always...with us? This...isn't it a coincidence?

Ling Luoyu had already recovered from Shen Leng. Hearing this, Yu's eyelashes still trembled: "This is what I worry about the most!"

"I'm worried too! Damn it..."

Feng Chenglin sat down on the stool, his eyes drifting away.

"That guy...I know it's unusual, think about it, demon god...what kind of person and what kind of cultivation level you have to be able to do that at a young age... Damn, he is It's a member of the Protoss, so why are you still talking about young age!!"

That guy is also a tender old bacon.

Among so many people, it is estimated that he alone can still call it a little fresh meat!

With a bitter smile, he looked at Jun.

"Although I don't know what you are going to say yet, but I can guess...thing, I'm afraid it is really troublesome!!"