The stone was thrown on the ground, and she was resisted by the Primal Chaos Spirit before she barely stopped.

On the other hand, Feng Chenglin was lying there like a toad, with an innocent and helpless smile on his face.

"San Shao... do me a favor..."

Ling Luoyu created a barrier and dragged him in: "Didn't you say, did you fly?"

Feng Chenglin's nose and face were blue and swollen, and he was very embarrassed: "I...how did I know this would happen?"

This is simply hell! ?

Obviously in the tornado just now, he was like a feather, being thrown into the air at will.

Who would have thought that he would be smashed to the ground like a face! ?

"If the space overlaps, it may not necessarily be the same. There may be two completely opposite directions, one counterclockwise, one clockwise, one floating in the sky, and the other one will naturally be thrown underground..."

Before Ling Luoyu finished speaking, Feng Chenglin's expression was wrong: "Three young masters, why didn't you talk about such an important question?"

"I didn't know just now?"

"This is the first time I have entered a tornado. I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Everything is exactly what you said. I am not a god, and I can know everything!"

"Besides, am I not like you, holding a rock stupidly?"

With that said, Feng Chenglin's mood is much better.

"You can gain a sense of wisdom if you take a bite. If we don't suffer a bit, how can we find our hearts, right?"

"Well, since you have already suffered, please tell me... what is that?"

Following the direction of Ling Luoyu's fingers, Feng Chenglin saw one thing, and after careful inspection, he frowned.

"That thing...looks like a person?"

From a distance, there is something like a human figure in the center of the wind eye.

It's just that the wind of the tornado is so big, it seems to distort the space, and it is not clear what it is.

"I also look like a person, and...a very familiar person!"

"...Who?" Feng Chenglin asked casually, but immediately realized that something was wrong, and looked at her incredulously: "It won't be that... Gu Lan, right?"

"I hope it's not him, too, but to be honest, judging from the color of his clothes, I really feel... it may be him!!"

Ling Luoyu knew that these words could not be explained, and she could not believe it herself: How could a person who disappeared in the opposite direction suddenly appear in the eye of a tornado? !

And it seems that the person is motionless, more like a human sculpture.

Even if it is in the eyes of the wind and there is no wind at all, it is impossible for a person to stay still in such an environment.

Feng Chenglin also discovered this situation: "That must be a fake person, how could it be a real person? The first reaction of a real person here is to find a place to escape, how can he stand there stupidly?! "

The two looked at each other.

"Or, let's go and have a look?"

"Just take a look!"

Anyway, now they have no other choice.

At the moment, Ling Luoyu pulled down the barrier, turned against the gust of wind, and walked toward the figure.

The closer Ling Luoyu gets closer, the deeper the doubts in Ling Luoyu's heart: "Is it really Gu Lan?"

Although Gu Lan had his back facing him, he was clearly the one in terms of clothes and figure.