If Ling Luoyu knew that he had caused the beast-like power to be beaten and abused so badly, that would not be laughable.

Vanity was in trouble, so he didn't tell the matter.

But a very hypocritical prevarication: "No, she, these women are women after all, right? If I use animal power to deal with them, then, their children, shouldn't they cry for me to be a mother?"

Ling Luoyu: "hypocritical!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Ling Luoyu: "If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, and I still find so many excuses for myself."

Feng Chenglin mumbled: "What about you? Haven't you been beaten out by someone else's stick?"

Ling Luoyu: "Did I type it out? I was... Even if it was typed out, I didn't hit it!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

This kind of being beaten as a pig is not a glorious thing. Is it worth repeating?

"We both have been typed out now, what should we do?"

Feng Chenglin was just a look at the play.

"Or, let's join hands and flip in?"

This guy wanted to drag Ling Luoyu into the water.

Who knows--

"We are going to join forces together, but we can't stand alone anymore," Ling Luoyu said seriously: "I'm afraid that if you wait a while, if you try harder, you will be beaten to death by them!"

Feng Chenglin immediately geared up, eager to try, looking at the high wall with excitement.

"Well, where do you say we start, you choose a place, I will listen to you?!"

Ling Luoyu really turned around the courtyard wall.

Feng Chenglin followed closely behind.

Seeing her standing still in front of the back door, her face collapsed: "No, San Young Master, what do you mean? It's not about... is there a force to break in, right?"

None of those women is easy to provoke.

Not to mention, they don't speak martial ethics at all, and come up as a gang fight.

Ling Luoyu's lips: "Past!"

Feng Chenglin: "...what are you doing?"

He made a move.

"Should I kick the door?"

Without waiting for Ling Luoyu's answer, he shook his head and moved back.

"I do not!"

He was full of rejections.

Ling Luoyu was speechless: "Which door are you kicking?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Ling Luoyu: "Let's knock on the door, and knock on the door for guests!"

They just passed over the wall.

In theory, indeed...deserves to be beaten.

But if you knock on the door, it's a guest.

The other party will never hurt people!

Feng Chenglin glanced at her suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

"determine!"

In Ling Luoyu's firm eyes, he arranged his clothes, raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

"Boom Boom Boom"

The door opened a crack.

Feng Chenglin immediately smiled: "Sister..."

The answer to him was a stick that jerked out.

"Do you dare to come?"

Fortunately, Feng Chenglin hid in time and was not headshot by a stick.

After avoiding, the whole person is not good: "Three young masters, all blame you, what are your bad ideas?"

Isn't he afraid of the psychological shadow of knocking on the door for the rest of his life?

It's terrible!

Before the words fell, the other party's second stick drew over.

Following that, there were five slender figures of girls.

Ling Luoyu's eyes were quick, and the soul blade shot instantly.

A black light flashed, and the long wooden sticks in the girls' hands instantly turned into pieces of wood.

Ling Luoyu stood still, guarding Feng Chenglin behind him: "Sisters, misunderstanding..."

The answer to her was five long whips that were all brushed together.