Could it be that God...

Can you really understand what he is talking about? !

Isn't this nonsense! ?

But then, Ling Luoyu followed his gaze to the sky, and Dai frowned.

"Fatty, continue to scold?"

"...Huh?" Feng Chenglin suspected that he had heard it wrong: "San Shao, what did you say?"

"Continue... curse!!"

"San Shao, you took the wrong medicine? What are you scolding? Are you scolding him?" Feng Chenglin raised his finger to the sky, feeling a little idiot.

Who knows, Ling Luoyu's answer is even more ruinous.

"Yes, just let you scold him. Didn't you scold him just now? Go on, don't stop!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Is this little girl serious? !

Licking his lips, he looked at the sky again.

"Three young masters, you say...If I continue to curse, will he strike me with a thunder...?!"

The light from the corner of his eye met Ling Luoyu's line of sight.

"Okay, okay..."

He stunned.

"That, that, then you have to protect me..."

Licking his lips again, he adjusted his emotions and pointed his right hand to the sky suddenly, yelling.

"You, you are a perverted, heavy taste, cramped head... old guy! Tell me, when other gods are gods, they are sacrificed by human races. They are all young and beautiful, tender and can pinch water. The little girl here... But look at the things you picked, what are they?"

Ling Yu and Xiao Mo widened their eyes, looked at him incredible, then looked at Ling Luoyu.

They really don't understand, what are these two people doing, and which scene is they singing?

Before they were able to figure out whether they wanted to ask, the sky throbbed again.

A bolt of lightning snapped down.

It is the location of Fengchenglin.

The extreme white light almost blinded everyone's eyes.

They only saw a flash of lightning falling from the sky, and all subconsciously hugged their heads to avoid.

"Fuck, fuck..."

Feng Chenglin hugged himself in despair.

It's over, it's over, this time I'm really going to be killed by a thunder.

"Ka Ka Ka"

Lightning struck the barrier, and crackling sparks jumped.

Feng Chenglin held his head, waiting for the despair of lightning falling on him.

But when I waited, I found it was wrong.

Counting the time, I should have been killed by thunder a long time ago.

Slowly, he looked up.

On the periphery of the barrier, the flames jumped.

In the flames of jumping, something seemed to be spinning fast.

Before he could see clearly, a black light passed through the dazzling white lightning with a "swish", and passed through Feng Chenglin.

"Fuck!!"

Feng Chenglin only has these two words to describe his mood at this time.

Then he yelled hysterically.

"Three young masters, you scared me to death..."

Ling Luoyu's voice then came: "It won't take you off, why are you scared?"

"Next time you do it, can you say hello first? My hair style has been messed up by the soul blade..."

Feng Chenglin roared and grabbed a handful of hair.

With a catch, the whole person is even worse.

"Fuck, fuck, what did the soul blade do to me just now? How come my hair is broken...he is not taking my scalp?"

It was the Soul Blade that rushed past him almost against his scalp just now.

It was because he saw Soul Blade that he completely relaxed, and he was in the mood to joke with Ling Luoyu here.