"That's right, we are good brothers, so many roads of life and death have come, so why bother to go to that beast city?"

Feng Chenglin grinned and laughed, slapped Dingmiao's shoulder heavily.

"What I dislike the most is your hypocrisy... You said, we have lived and died for so long, don't you know who we are? We are the kind of... careless, everything has to be calculated The villain?"

His fingers were almost stuck in the eyes of Dingmiao.

"I'm telling you, if you're squeaky and crooked again, you can get rid of me immediately...We don't want a brother like you!!"

brothers? !

Yes!

They live and die together, and they have been brothers for so long.

Since they are brothers, they are too far-sighted to say those things! !

Dingmiao felt grateful, but his face did not show.

What Ling Luoyu said was light and breezy, very natural, as if it was their best choice to go to the beast city, so there is no need to thank for it.

But he knew in his heart that this was because of her special care for herself.

Because she can completely avoid this and not enter the shrine, thus, perfectly avoid these troubles.

The three of them were deeply affectionate there, and the three people around them were dumbfounded.

However, Angkor had a bad premonition in his heart: it seemed that he was going to be entangled by these people.

Glancing at the bald body on the ground, he consciously suppressed all thoughts.

"How many... are you going to the inner city?"

He pointed out the window.

"Time is coming..."

After tossing all night, the old man with a knife and Jin Daniel didn't get what they wanted, but instead made a show.

Seeing Ling Luoyu and the others at this time was inexplicably embarrassing.

I wanted to explain something, but the three of them didn't turn their gazes at all.

This makes them more embarrassed.

When he was on the road again, the old customer with a knife walked ahead consciously.

"The time is coming. I guess there are a lot of people out of the city. We'd better go separately. If something happens, we can take care of each other..."

"Something will happen again?" Feng Chenglin was taken aback: "Isn't it just a gate? How could something happen again?"

The old man with a knife aimed at Ling Luoyu, without speaking.

Ling Luoyu raised her eyebrows: "Is it related to me?"

"...May be related to..."

The old customer with a knife said that he was not sure, scratching his head.

"Um... It depends on our luck!"

"...Luck?" Dingmiao glanced at the direction of the city gate, where it was bustling with hustle and bustle, and there were already many people waiting: "Master Dao, you have something to say... why are you hesitating?"

"That is, if you can go out, you can go out. We can't go out. Let's think of a way... What do you mean by abrupt luck...?" Feng Chenglin was rather unhappy.

"...I mean, we might meet...then what...the hands and feet are a little bit...nice..."

The old man with a knife said that he was stammering, and his eyes turned to Ling Luoyu again and again.

Not to mention those big men, even Ling Luoyu himself saw that it was unusual.

"You mean, some guards...will take advantage of women to make money?"

"Which..." The old customer with a knife added: "But it's entirely a matter of luck, because only the person surnamed Shi can have such things. Ordinary...Nothing will happen normally, so I said ... This time, whether we can pass safely depends entirely on luck!"