"That's right!" Dingmiao straightened up and fixedly looked at Ling Luoyu: "Miss Ling, do you suspect that it is Shao Huanyang?"

Ling Luoyu's lips curled up: "Unless there is a fifth person here!"

Feng Chenglin was confused: "What... what Shao Huanyang?"

Good point, why did you pull him out?

Dingmiao pointed to his feet: "Look for yourself!"

Following the direction of his fingers, Feng Chenglin saw several footprints.

The footprints were filled with mud and water, leaving only a few outlines.

"These footprints..." Feng Chenglin couldn't help lowering his head, his eyes widened slowly, and his head slowly raised: "These are...a man's footprints?!"

No wonder these two people were so surprised!

If the two of them have not been to this place just now, then this footprint can only illustrate one problem.

"That guy... has his head out?"

He suddenly looked in the direction where his toes disappeared, frowning.

"But since I'm here, why are you leaving again? Still say..."

Taking a breath, he thought of something.

"Not all, these are the footprints he left before. Before we arrived...maybe, this place was the entrance of the space. After everyone came in, it was this place, or she had a soft spot for this place. , So no matter who it is, throw them here, let them fend for themselves!"

Dingmiao did not speak, but fixedly looked at Ling Luoyu.

He concluded that she must have a good idea.

"I'm not sure...but," Ling Luoyu touched the muddy water with his feet: "From the turbidity and sedimentation of the water, it is not the previous footprints, at most, it will only take the time for a stick of incense!"

"...What do you mean?" Fengcheng Linyou looked around: "Does that mean that guy... was here just now?"

Dingmiao sinks his eyes: "If you are here, but you don't show up... I'm afraid, it's not very friendly to us!"

"Is it necessary to say?" Feng Chenglin laughed: "If it was me, I would be the real Changyang woman..."

Ling Luoyu squinted quietly: "Pay attention to your words!"

Real Changyang can definitely hear it!

Say something nice, are you going to die?

If the woman holds grudges, and then she comes up with some moths and slaps them against them, wouldn't it be worth the loss?

Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth, his MMP in his heart, but proudly on his face: "San Shao, don't you understand?"

Ling Luoyu:...

Yes, she will not speak.

Just watch how this guy justifies himself! !

Feng Chenglin was speechless: "In your heart, Chang Yang is really a elder sister, but in my heart, she is a woman... the woman of Queen Fan, the queen of the royal sister, then fights against the crowd..."

He used both hands together, as if the real Changyang was standing there.

"That figure, that appearance, that temperament, that aura, that look... Whenever you take out a little, that is a woman with a taste... So, in my heart, the real Changyang is a woman... that The woman who can make the men of the world surrender, and are willing to kneel under her pomegranate skirt..."

Ling Luoyu: ......Fatty, fatty after all.

When it comes to flattering, it is definitely above her.

He just doesn't like to shoot. If he wants to shoot, it is estimated that there is no flattering he can't shoot.

Dingmiao:...This guy is definitely the first person to be able to slap the flattery so confidently and well.