With that said, he focused another glance at Feng Chenglin.

In his eyes, there was a sense of caution.

Why didn't he remember that there was this guy in the tomb of the Emperor God? !

Feng Chenglin: "Who is the tomb of the emperor, you, you... where did you meet?"

Why is the whole thing so messy? !

The expression in the spiritual realm is also wrong: "...You, didn't you meet there?"

Could it be said that besides the tomb of the emperor, they were also trapped in another place, so they met? !

"If this is the case, then this matter is a bit... messy!"

He pointed to the few people who hadn't left by the campfire.

"Have you seen a few of them? They always say things that I don't understand. I suspect... they may have come from other places, just like you were before, but also trapped, and then... no I know why, everyone is here..."

Feng Chenglin: "...Fuck..."

Is there such a thing? !

Over there, Xiao Mo went back and forth over there like a convulsion.

He wanted to break the invisible imprisonment and come here.

But no matter what, it ended in failure.

Annoyed, he can only be there, yelling.

His move finally attracted the attention of several others.

They got up and walked over and walked towards Ling Luoyu in front of Xiao Mo.

Seeing that they could all shuttle freely, Xiao Mo became even more anxious.

"Why can't I make it?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly looked towards Feng Chenglin: "Fatty, you step back..."

Feng Chenglin glanced at Xiao Mo, understood her meaning, and took two steps back.

He retreated without warning, and Xiao Mo was desperate, arching forward angrily.

Under the violent force, he suddenly fell out.

Without checking for a while, he fell to the ground with a bruise and swollen face.

However, he only fell two steps away, and then he was stopped again as if hitting an invisible barrier.

Ling Luoyu looked at Fengchenglin.

Feng Chenglin's innocent face: "I didn't let him fall..."

He didn't even think that that guy would fall like this.

"You two steps forward!"

Feng Chenglin immediately took two big steps forward.

On the other side of Xiao Mo, without warning, as if being kicked by someone, he flew backwards suddenly.

Rolled in embarrassment several times before stopping.

At this time, everyone else saw this strange phenomenon, and their expressions became solemn.

The gaze of the spiritual realm wandered on Feng Chenglin and Xiao Mo: "What is the relationship between the two of them? It seems... They can't tolerate each other?"

Just like the yin and yang poles, they always repel each other, and within a certain range, they can never be touched.

"It doesn't matter who they are, the important thing is that this space is not normal!"

Ling Luoyu looked sideways and looked at the few people around him.

These people wear different clothes, have different skin colors, and their facial features have obvious racial characteristics. They really seem to be gathered from all over the world.

"Do you not understand what they said?" Ling Luoyu whispered.

The voice of the spiritual realm was not hidden at all, and didn't care: "Miss Ling, you don't have to be so careful when you speak, they really don't understand... We have been here for so many days, and the communication between each other is by sign language. They were gesticulating with each other, only reluctantly, to understand a general idea..."