His eyes sank, and the killing intent was exhausted: "Otherwise...you will know, whether I am joking with you, or am serious!!"

How could Ling Luoyu not know what calculations these two men made? !

Therefore, she must act first.

To deal with such a person, we must first the villain, then the gentleman!

"Oh"

Feng Chenglin suddenly prolonged the ending, pointed his finger at two people, and clicked very forcefully.

"I know, I know... Then I know why I have to follow you two... You two guys, but that are both thoughtful. Neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp. I will follow. You, you still dare not be a monster easily..."

At this time, he understood why Ling Luoyu insisted so much that he must take these two people to inquire about the news.

It turned out that they were afraid that these two men would play against Dingmiao.

Thinking about it now, this is not impossible!

Both of these people were a monk halfway through, and only mixed with them halfway through.

Moreover, judging from all the signs before them, they are not in one mind with them.

Once out of the sight of Ling Luoyu, the killing god, he must fix the moth.

In order to build a temple, it is impossible to control them in all likelihood.

"In this way, I... fixed the temple, you still go to the beast city, I will go to the shrine with them..."

Feng Chenglin quickly changed his mind and looked at the two men provocatively.

"I really want to see, under my nose, what the two of them can make!"

The old man with the knife instantly collapsed his face: "Why? I just... have said such things, you still don't believe me?"

Co-authoring what he said just now was all for nothing.

At the moment, his hands were beating his chest vigorously, and he sighed as if his hammerhead was on his feet.

"Heaven and earth conscience, what I said is true..."

Angkor raised his hands, swearing to the sky: "I...I can swear, I really know how to do it, because I want to live too, rest assured, I will definitely obey and cooperate seriously..."

Ling Luoyu sneered--

It is ironic to hear the oath from such a population.

Oath, for them, is just a means to survive.

Talk about it! !

Seriously...that's a fool.

"I don't need you to swear, you just need to remember my words... In short, he lives, you live, he can't come back, you don't have to come back..."

Feng Chenglin frowned, "San Young Master, should I go?"

Ling Luoyu shook his head: "Dingmiao is right. Among us, only he is qualified to do this... and he is also ready!"

She could feel what it meant when Dingmiao embraced her just now!

He is saying goodbye--

Because he knew very well in his heart that he was like this in a place like the shrine.

Once your identity is exposed, you will definitely die!

So, this time... Dingmiao is also a ruin!

As for whether it can turn around, it depends on his luck.

"But, the third master..."

Feng Chenglin wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Dingmiao.

"The surname Feng, what do you mean, look down on me, don't you? Or... Do you think that if I go out this time, there will be no return, and I will die?"

"I'm pooh, my surname is Miao, your crow's mouth... During the time I was with you, I haven't bullied you enough. If you don't come back, who will I bully?"