Not to mention it's okay, as soon as I said, everyone else looked at each other with different expressions.

Ling Luoyu said this, indicating that things are not small.

But what can it be?

What can make her so nervous! ?

After extinguishing the bonfire, Ling Luoyu took the lead and headed for the treasure box city.

Inside the treasure box city, there was silence, with only sporadic lights and dog barking.

Ling Luoyu stood on the city wall, looking ahead: "You all see the light on the opposite side, right?"

"...What are you?" Feng Chenglin frowned.

Zhou Yan's eyes turned slightly: "Is it that temple?"

"Which one of you is there first, I will tell who is the purpose of the action tonight!"

"why"

Before Feng Chenglin had finished speaking, Ling Luoyu's figure disappeared.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Torn the void!

I'm still talking, I won't see you if you don't say it! ?

I don't know, I thought it was a ghost hit in the middle of the night.

Feng Chenglin and Dingmiao were used to such things, and didn't think there was anything.

Zhou Yan was surprised in his heart, but on the surface it was calm and calm.

But Jun Lai and Bu Shenglian both had devilish expressions, staring dumbly at the place where Ling Luoyu disappeared.

After waiting for the gods, Fengchenglin and Dingmiao have already flew up.

"Brothers, let's go!"

"Games start!"

Bu Sheng Lian's legs are inconvenient, Jun Lai took the initiative to carry him on his back and followed closely behind.

Thinking of Ling Luoyu's promise, several people rushed forward.

Among them, Feng Chenglin's cultivation base is the highest.

Almost like a gust of wind, he rushed to the Baohe Temple.

Ling Luoyu stood in front of the ancient tree, folded his arms and tilted his head.

Seeing Feng Chenglin, he pointed his thumb behind his back, and the action did not change: "Go in!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Go in?

Why go in! ?

Glancing at Ling Luoyu, seeing that she was still doing the same thing, she had no choice but to smile, and follow her guidance and enter the ancient tree.

Not long afterwards, Dingmiao came with her, and followed her gestures through the old trees and towards the Fengcheng Forest.

Feng Chenglin had already arrived at the gate of Baohe Temple, and was looking at the lights jumping inside the temple with a bewildered expression.

What is this going to do?

Most of the night.

It's as if a group is coming to make trouble.

"Do you see anything unusual?" Dingmiao was also at a loss.

"No..." Feng Chenglin frowned and shook his head: "There are no dangerous people or things. I really don't know what San Shao is doing?"

At this time, Zhou Yan, Junlai and others also followed Ling Luoyu's guidance and stood at the gate of the temple.

"What are you doing?"

Why? !

They also want to know what they are doing!

For a time, the eyes of several people all fell on Ling Luoyu.

What is this little Nizi going to do?

Ling Luoyu walked out without rush, hands on hips, and glanced at a few people.

He sighed deeply, as if he had made a major decision, and strode forward.

Everyone: "..."

What is this for?

Performance-catwalk?

The mind is not over yet.

"Well!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly hummed.

She seemed to hit something suddenly, and she was bounced back.

At the same time, he rubbed his nose with his hands.

"Why not..."

Still-no way! ?

Zhou Yan frowned: "Miss Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Luoyu rubbed his nose, raised his head lightly, and watched Zhou Yan stand by his side.

"Damn it..."

Moaning, she stood up weakly.

He stretched out his hand and swiped in the void in front.