"Since the order here is so strict, why are so many people gathered here?" Ling Luoyu interrupted them.

On the way, she observed some people and found that their clothes, dresses, looks, and skin colors were all different.

Shrine is the closest place to heaven after the Protoss.

It is said that this can better show the status of God Lord, almost shoulder to shoulder with God.

The sky is low and the air is dull, a bit like a plateau.

Because of this, the local people here generally have red and black skin. People with fair skin like them can tell from the outside at a glance.

"Miss Ling, you are such a smart person, haven't you seen the connection?" The old man with the knife mysteriously sold it off.

Feng Chenglin is not used to him: "You old thing, don't you owe it again? Are you not good at talking?"

The old customer with the knife gave him a meal. He was very faceless and unhappy: "You...Look at you, you are so anxious and pale. Wait for a while to make your voice louder and provoke the guards. You go to the beast city and see what you do!"

"You still have the energy, right?" Feng Chenglin raised his hand suddenly, slapped him hard.

The old customer with a knife is very interesting, and immediately points to the electric batch of one side: "This is what the legend says, the more dangerous the place, the more wealthy..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

No, the more dangerous the place, the safer it is?

They are all dying, and they are still thinking about getting rich!

He hummed twice: "In our place, people like you die for money and birds die for food..."

The face of the old man with the knife changed a little more: "Look at you...I said everything, don't say death, it's unlucky..."

"Are you still perfunctory to me?" Feng Chenglin was really upset: "Every time I ask you a word, I have to talk nonsense for a long time, what do you mean, I have to give you a meal, right? "

Seeing that he was really angry, the old customer with the knife did not dare to provoke him again, lest he really angered him and beat himself up again.

"The lowering of the voice I just said was because, on the one hand, I didn't want to alarm the guards so as not to cause trouble, and on the other hand, because of what they said..."

"I don't want to be known by outsiders!" Ling Luoyu suddenly interrupted him.

The old man with the knife was stunned for a moment, and then he nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, that's why... You say ha, this girl Ling, it's girl Ling, I haven't said anything yet, you know. ,I admire you"

When talking about rainbow fart, if an old customer with a knife says second, no one dares to say first!

On the way, Feng Chenglin was anxious and impatient.

At this moment, seeing him start to slap rainbow farts again, he immediately slapped him over: "Shut up, please!"

Flattering in trouble, flattering in trouble, can't you tell the truth?

His slap on this side was slapped on the back of the old man with a knife vigorously, and there was a clear sound, which attracted the attention of people around him.

At the same time, the two guards patrolling in the distance also looked here.

"You kid, if this happens next time..."

"Fatty!"

Before Feng Chenglin could finish his threat, he was drunk by Ling Luoyu.

At this time, Feng Chenglin also saw the guards who came by, and if it wasn't good to continue the trouble, he immediately lowered his voice: "I said, old customer, this is what you said...pay for peace, right?!"