The wind swept by the tornado instantly fell on Fengchenglin.

Unguarded, he yelled "Wow," and was blown by the wind.

At the moment of flight, he saw Ling Luoyu on the ground, and suddenly pointed behind her.

Unfortunately, all the words were choked back by the wind when they spoke.

But Ling Luoyu saw something wrong in his eyes, turned around abruptly, and the soul blade shot.

"Om"!

The soul blade seemed to be slashed on something, and it flicked back very elastically.

However, all this feeling is just feeling.

She just sensed that the soul blade was hacked on something.

And after one shot, he lost the perception of that thing again.

It was as if that thing disappeared together with the tornado.

"what"

Feng Chenglin's voice floated above his head. He had been swept by the tornado several times, dizzy and nauseous.

Ling Luoyu's fingertips twitched, and Void grabbed his collar, pulled it down, and protected it with the barrier again.

When Fengchenglin fell to the ground, he turned around for several times, his legs fell on his knees and vomited several mouthfuls.

It wasn't until his face turned pale that he stood up miserably, while his eyes were still floating.

"San Young..."

"Papa"

Ling Luoyu snapped his fingers twice, and his fingers shook before Feng Chenglin's eyes.

"Here..."

Feng Chenglin's eyes were still a little distracted.

He snapped his fingers a few times, finally caught Feng Chenglin's gaze, and led him in the direction he was.

"Here, I am here..."

Feng Chenglin's eyes blinked vigorously, and then he followed her fingers and slowly found where she was.

When I saw the woman standing in front of me clearly, I suddenly smiled bitterly.

"Three young masters, don't take you like this...Anyway, we two are good brothers who live and die together. How can you have a knife in the back?"

This means that his skin is thick and thick, and his cultivation is sufficient, so he has not been torn apart by the tornado.

Otherwise, the tornado was blown out abruptly, and it is estimated that she is already sitting in front of Meng Po and drinking Meng Po soup.

"Next time there is such a thing, you'd better say it in advance, so that I can be a little prepared..."

"What are you preparing, I don't know what I want to prepare?!"

Ling Luoyu looked around again, his eyes lightened.

"Stand high, see far, what did you see when you were high in the sky?"

"No..."

"...No?" Ling Luoyu frowned suddenly: "No, why did you have that expression at the time?"

It was obvious what kind of eyes she saw, that's why she would take action.

"I saw something, but I didn't see exactly what it was... It was too fast!"

Feng Chenglin recalled the scene at that time, with some lingering fears.

"From my perspective, it seems like that thing... just behind you, seems to be doing something, so my first reaction instinctively is to warn you, but I haven't had time to speak out. It was blown away by a tornado..."

He realized that it was not good.

"I was too fast at the time, so I didn't see anything clearly. What about you, I saw the two of you... That's also a head-on confrontation. Why, didn't you see it?"

"If I saw it, would I still ask you here?"

Fengcheng Lin Xin said so.