"Naughty, how can you be so rude to a woman?"

The real Changyang person cast a sideways glance at the two, charmingly smiling.

"Little sister, these two people are my bad guys. One is called Shen Yuan and the other is called Shen Jin. They are twins, so these tempers are all the same bad temper... They didn't embarrass you, right?"

Ling Luoyu shook his head, glanced at the two disciples with fear in his eyes

Twins? !

Is the gap between the twins... bigger?

One is black and black, and the other is white and pure.

If it were not specifically stated that they were twins, the gods would not see any similarities between the two.

"Don't be afraid, come, sit..."

The real Chang Yang folds up, vacates the position of a person next to him, and gently hooks his fingertips.

"Come and sit, I won't eat you again..."

Ling Luoyu laughed with him, and just about to step forward, he was stopped by Shen Yuan, expressionless.

"What are you doing?"

Why?

You are deaf!

Didn't you hear your master inviting someone over?

Before thinking about it, Shen Yuan pointed his finger at Feng Chenglin.

"You go over!"

At the same time, Ling Luoyu stepped back rather unfriendly.

"You get away!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

What does this mean?

Are they wrong, or is there something tricky in this? !

Shen Jin didn't want to talk about other nonsense, and personally stepped forward and grabbed Feng Chenglin's shoulder.

"It's true that you go over, can't you hear?"

Feng Chenglin subconsciously earned his arm: "No...Is it? Brother...Is it wrong, that...that sister shouldn't call me?"

Are you kidding me?

Talking to Ling Luoyu, but here he is going to sit there?

What kind of operation is this?

Who knows

"Why not you?"

Shen Jinji impatiently grabbed his arm again, and pulled towards the real Changyang.

"What do real people want, don't we know?"

At that moment, Feng Chenglin suddenly felt like the flesh of a cutting board.

It seems that he is the fish on the chopping board now, which is coveted and killed.

Haha, he looked at Ling Luoyu.

"This, the master..."

Ling Luoyu also looked at him sympathetically: "The real sister asked you to go there, and you will go there. It must be a good thing... My sister is beautiful and beautiful, can it still harm you?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Dare to love, you are not the one who sells the hue!

Being dragged, he staggered and stood still in front of the real person of Changyang, chatting and laughing.

"Sister, real... Real sister, you... You are looking for me..."

"Sit down," the real Changyang smiled like a flower, and gently clicked with his fingertips: "Sit here, let sister, I take a good look at you..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Look at your uncle!

The tablet here is just emptied.

If it is not emptied, it is the place where the dead people's spiritual positions are stacked.

In a gloomy place, she was stupefied to create a romantic mood.

But, after all, I couldn't stand it.

"No, no... Real sister, I, I don't dare to sit... My backbone is... taking a chill..."

Feng Chenglin moved back quietly, stumbling back.

"Here, after all, this is... the resting place of those ancestral faeries. Under their noses, I...I'd better behave better..."

"What resting place, do you really think that this place is for the burial of those ants?"