What he needs now is the backbone, the reassurance that Ling Luoyu has given him.

"Don't say it's the three of them, you mean, this nail was made by the gods in the sky. As long as you say it, I feel that there is a bottom..."

"..." Ling Luoyu looked at him, his eyes self-evident.

If she knew, would she still be here?

"Ok"

Feng Chenglin was also a little discouraged.

"Fat man, I am not a fairy... The only thing I can ascertain for you now is that the two of them really came from the same stone, but I don't know what the source of this stone is, and I'm not sure who made them. Created..."

This is the only clue they currently know.

"In that case, the two of us are now... the eyes are blackened, and we are blind... don't know anything?"

"It's not that I don't know anything!" Ling Luoyu pointed to the nail: "Perhaps...it can lead us to find the answer!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Are you kidding me?

That nail is not as long as his fingers.

He can't speak, and he doesn't rush around nervously like a crackling, how can I lead them to find the answer? !

Could it be-can you answer all questions? !

"San Shao, how do you...how do you plan to ask it?"

"Do you understand its language?" Ling Luoyu gave him a blank glance.

"...You said it, you have to ask about it!" Feng Chenglin felt aggrieved.

"I'm asking, not asking, but - asking!"

Ling Luoyu's words drew Feng Chenglin's heart to hahI have to admit that this ancient Chinese character is profound and profound!

It was clear that he was talking about words that he could understand, but he did not understand what she was trying to express and what she was trying to say.

At the moment, he made an invitation gesture very cooperatively and raised his brows: "You come!"

Ling Luoyu didn't talk nonsense, took the nail, operated it silently, then broke the barrier and threw the nail out.

"call out"

The nail was suddenly gone.

To be precise, it looked like being swept away by a hurricane.

At the same time, that crackling disappeared.

Feng Chenglin was speechless for a moment: "This...this, San Young Master, why didn't you think that the nail was too small, so you just threw it out like this...it would be weird not to be blown away by the leading wind!"

Who knows, Ling Luoyu gave him a meaningful look.

Feng Chenglin was seen inexplicably: "...what? Did I say something wrong?"

Ling Luoyu looked sideways: "I'm giving you a chance..."

Give another chance? ?

Two more opportunities will not change any results! ?

"What I said is the truth... You just saw that the nail was thrown out by you, and it disappeared after a whistle, even the crackling was gone, I..."

Feng Chenglin said, turning his hand in the direction where the two things disappeared.

But after this turn, the whole person is a little bad.

His eyes widened suddenly, watching this scene incredibly.

"This...what's going on?"

He turned his hand around again, only to realize that something was wrong.

"This direction... the direction is wrong!"

The direction he is rotating now is completely contrary to the direction of the tornado and is counterclockwise.

This means that the nail and the crackling are going against the wind direction of the tornado.