"Snapped!"

Feng Chenglin fell to the ground like a dog, motionless.

"Fatty?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly screamed hysterically, flew to the ground, and rushed to Feng Chenglin in three or two steps.

"Brother, how are you? I'm sorry, I killed you... But I can't help it, that perverted shadow made me half to death, I finally came out, there is no way to find you... ...I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

Master Chang Yang narrowed his eyes, slowly raised his head to look at the direction of the enchantment, flicked his sleeves and turned around.

"Let's take it out first, it seems that I still have a breath, and see if I can save it..."

Although she didn't know the relationship between Ling Luoyu and this guy, judging from their previous interaction, the relationship was very close.

At this moment, the man's life or death is unknown, even if she wants Ling Luoyu to continue walking up, it is definitely impossible.

That being the case, it would be better to give a favor, and to fulfill her first.

As for what I have to do, I am not in a hurry at this time.

It's no good for you to rush for quick success! !

When Feng Chenglin woke up, it was already midnight.

The dark surroundings made his consciousness blurred for a while.

Sit up with his arm supported, barking his teeth in pain.

"It hurts..."

Outside, there was the sound of footsteps.

Listen to the news, they are acquaintances.

Sure enough, Ling Luoyu walked in.

She wore a long shawl with a rag, her hair was loose, and she looked a little depressed.

"Three young masters?"

Glancing around, he tilted his head uncertainly.

"Is it out, or...you go in again?"

Ling Luoyu tilted his head: "There is hot tea outside. Would you like some?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

So polite?

I'm really not used to it!

Getting up and walking out of the tent, he saw the familiar black tower.

At this moment, consciousness is completely returned.

"This damn..."

Rubbing the back of his neck, he shook his head extremely uncomfortably.

"It's really good to start!"

Thinking of something, he suddenly looked at the tent of the real Changyang, curled his lips quietly, and walked towards Ling Luoyu.

"Three young masters, do you have anything to eat? I'm starving to death... Don't you know the little **** of Shadow..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.

Fengcheng Lin paused and changed his words: "Bad son!"

"That old **** is probably because it has been too long, and he was afraid of something wrong by himself. It was torturing me by seeing the sky. If it weren't for my cleverness and knowing how to protect myself, it is estimated that now you will see my body again. ..."

"Is there any difference between you and a corpse now?" Ling Luoyu pressed his lips to his chest.

Feng Chenglin's appearance was much worse than she was then.

She is traumatized, at least she can control herself.

Feng Chenglin is not only because of the lifelike shadows that the shadow has made, it has caused dozens of traumatic wounds on Feng Chenglin's body.

Although not fatal, it looks scary.

However, it is estimated that Changyang real person can not be scared.

"I'm pretty good..." Feng Chenglin was speechless, and shook his head at Ling Luoyu indifferently: "You haven't seen the other people, those who covet Thunder Fury, they are better than me. Even worse..."

Pause, add.

"It's really miserable..."

He is at least just for acting, but what about the others?

Not as lucky as him, there is still someone to protect.

"It is estimated that... the ones who stayed inside at the time have already been damaged..."