The corners of Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched: "You...probably the damaging friend you mentioned before?"

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

Having fun in hardship is the best way for them to relax.

But after the laugh, the mood became heavier.

"San Shao, this time, I thought about it..." Feng Chenglin's voice was very low.

Ling Luoyu's heart sank: "What do you think again?"

"If... I really can't go back, my daughter and Qingyou..."

After a pause, he lowered his head, his eyes a little wet.

Ling Luoyu did not speak, but gently held his wrist: "We will go back, we will go back together!"

"...I want to say that nowadays, they are sure that there will be no difference in their lives. What I think is, I want you to tell them... I have been thinking about them, but it's just a coincidence and I can't go back temporarily. ..."

Ling Luoyu's fingertips trembled and did not speak.

"I'm afraid, if they say that I am dead, they will not be able to accept it. They just think, tell them that I'm fine for the time being, as for when to say..."

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu suddenly opened his arms and hugged him: "I said, we will go back together, if you don't go back, I won't go...No matter what happens to you, I will stay here and accompany you!"

"Three Masters..."

"I do what I say!"

Feng Chenglin's nose was sour, he gently hugged her, his chin pressed against her forehead, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Ling Luoyu slowly closed his eyes: "So, no matter what happens, you must live well, even if you are in a desperate situation, you must use all means to live, trust me, I will save you... You are broken into pieces!"

She believed that if it was her accident, Feng Chenglin would find her and rescue her even if she was crushed.

In the tent in the distance, Xizi lowered his eyes, looking at the real Changyang on the side without a trace.

She sat cross-legged, her eyes closed, her breathing low.

It seems to be meditating, but also like a deep sleep.

After a moment of contemplation, he tiptoed towards the end of the bed and silently lifted the carpet on the floor.

Under the light, the blade of the dagger shone coldly.

He slowly held the dagger and walked towards the real Changyang.

Because of tension, his right hand holding the dagger was sweaty, and he couldn't help spreading his fingers, soothing the stiff muscles, and holding it again.

Standing in front of the real person Changyang, the dagger slowly raised.

The cold light of the dagger flashed through the corner of his eyes, instantly turning into killing intent.

"call!"

The dagger fell to the real Changyang.

"Boom"

A ripple fainted beside her.

The dagger was immediately embedded in the air, unable to pierce it down.

Xizi's face turned pale in that instant, and she subconsciously looked at Real Person Chang Yang.

She didn't seem to know that she had been attacked, her eyes were still closed, her breathing was even, and there was nothing wrong with her.

Xizi gritted his teeth secretly, holding his right wrist with his left hand, and piercing it down fiercely.

But what he encountered was a power gap that he could not bridge.

No matter how hard he tried, the dagger couldn't go down.

Realizing that it was not good, Xizi was unwilling to bite his lower lip and slammed the dagger outward.

but--

Can't pull it out! !

Xizi's breathing stopped in an instant!

damn it!

How is this going! ?

How could this be! ?

He couldn't believe it and glanced at the real Chang Yang again.

She still had the look of concentration.