"Couldn't, that place is another refuge, right? The same as the valley before us?!"

If so, then everyone is really happy.

Ling Luoyu smiled deeper: "I hope so too!"

No more guessing.

Look at Ling Luoyu's eyes and smile, you can see that place, I am afraid it is not a treasure of geomantic omen.

For a moment, his back shivered inexplicably.

In this ghost place, the ghost knows what the ghost will encounter!

Ling Luoyu walked down the road in a light car: "You don't need to worry too much, because as far as I know, as long as we are not too demon, we can still be in peace. Look at my safe advance and retreat, you know that everything is still under control within"

The corner of Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched: "Within your control...should be controllable with me, no longer at the same level, right?"

What is your cultivation base, what is his cultivation base, is it not clear?

Moreover--

"If you look at it all, then Dingmiao probably won't be stuck, right?"

"Why are you so pessimistic?" Ling Luoyu smiled meaningfully and turned to Feng Chenglin: "Look at me, am I not good?"

Feng Chenglin just smiled bitterly.

I felt that Ling Luoyu was comforting him.

"Why don't you leave?" He looked around: "Isn't it here?"

Ling Luoyu tilted his head: "Here, Dingmiao should be missing in this place!"

"how do you know?"

Ling Luoyu pointed to the footprints under his feet: "What do you think?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He also asked such an idiot question?

"I didn't expect it for a while..."

I don't know!

Ling Luoyu had an expression that I understand, and made an inviting gesture with his right hand: "Look at my footsteps, don't be wrong, wrong, but you can't keep up!"

"Footprints?" Feng Chenglin suddenly understood something: "You mean, the footprints are..."

Before the words fell, Ling Luoyu's figure disappeared.

It's just as straightforward, and disappears without blinking.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

So fast! ?

No way! ?

At the moment, he quickly looked down at the footprints, thought of the sequence of the footprints taken by Ling Luoyu, and took two steps.

It was just two steps, and the eyes instantly lit up.

When I look closely, I take a step back subconsciously.

If so, there is still a smell of burnt hair from the nose.

"Oh oh..."

While yelling, he drew back and patted his forehead.

Even with quick eyesight and quick hands, the bunch of long hair in front of him was sniffed by the flames, curled up into a ball.

"Three Masters..."

Very speechless.

Ling Luoyu changed his hand with the torch and looked innocent: "Mistaken judgment..."

"I'm thinking, when you come in, you can't just make your eyes darker? Just thinking of showing you the way, how can I think that you would be so nervous with you and burn your hair..."

Feng Chenglin became more and more speechless: "I'm not a god, and it's the first time I have come. I don't know the difference between distance..."

As he spoke, his eyes turned to the surrounding at will.

With just a glance, the words behind him stopped instantly, and his eyes slowly widened.

"This... what is this?"

Damn it, what is this?

Around them, there were many dark things hanging up.

These things are the size of an egg, densely packed, with no end in sight.

The atmosphere of the weird place and the weird thing became weird, and Feng Chenglin's goose bumps burst out instantly.