Princess Against the World

"What's wrong?"

"Tell me first, how many masters are available to our mercenary union..."

Feng Chenglin was startled, not understanding what Ling Luoyu meant, but he quickly fetched the roster and showed her the personnel and cultivation level.

"Third Young Master, did something happen?!"

Feng Chenglin knew in his heart that if something had not happened, Ling Luoyu would not care so much about the strength of the mercenary union.

"Prepare for a rainy day!"

Ling Luoyu gave an ambiguous explanation.

She is not sure now, how many people who want to kill the order will come to trouble the mercenary union.

"Fatty, mobilize all the masters, I'm useful!"

"Ah? Oh!!"

"Also, I have a few letters, you send someone to send them to me immediately!!"

"OK!!"

Feng Chenglin turned around to go out, but finally couldn't help asking.

"Third Young Master... Isn't this troublesome thing this time?!"

Ling Luoyu shook her head slightly: "I don't know! It may be troublesome, or it may be that I am mediocre, and there is nothing..."

She's really not sure!

That killing may stop some people, but not everyone!

Ling Luoyu's nervousness and arrangement made Feng Chenglin nervous for more than a month.

Fortunately, nothing happened for a month, and he just felt that the matter might not be as serious as he thought.

Hesitating in his heart, Feng Chenglin still decided to ask Ling Luoyu for clarification.

Knocking on the door of the study, she was kneeling in a chair, drawing something on the table.

From a distance, it looks like ghostly drawn symbols, connected together in a mess.

"Third Young Master, what are you doing?!"

"Buzz!"

Before the words fell, he was straddled by a spiritual force.

Without raising her head, Ling Luoyu swiftly took away the ghost painting talisman.

"Fatty man, don't you need to knock when you enter?!"

Feng Chenglin slandered: You fucking came into my room, didn't you knock on the door? !

Thinking of the passion that day was shattered, he always felt uncomfortable.

These days, because he was busy arranging with Ling Luoyu, he couldn't get along well with Hao Qingyou.

Besides——

"I saw that the door of your study room was open...so I didn't knock!"

You opened the door, isn't it just for people to come in casually? !

Open the door and then knock on the door, what kind of hypocrisy is it? !

"Where's Qingyou?!"

"She went shopping! She said that my room is too shabby and needs to be rearranged..."

Ling Luoyu paused for a while in packing up the ghost painting talisman, and suddenly raised her eyes.

"Herself?!"

"That's right, for the past month, she has been going out by herself, she knows the way, she won't get lost!!"

In the depths of Ling Luoyu's black eyes, blue light flickered.

"Fatty, don't let Qingyou go out alone in the future!"

Feng Chenglin's expression became serious: "What's wrong?!"

He licked his lips dryly.

"Third Young Master, tell me the truth, what did you cause when you went out this time?!"

"Nothing!"

Ling Luoyu responded calmly.

She didn't intend to let Feng Chenglin get into too deep.

The affairs of the Demon Race and the Yao Race are not something he can get involved in!

He just needs to take care of the mercenary union!

She had other arrangements for the order to kill.

——

At the trade fair, Hao Qingyou selected the fabric and needlework, and wrapped them carefully happily.

She picked these fabrics for a long time, and was going to make a robe for Feng Chenglin by herself.

After collecting her things, she turned around to leave, but saw a person approaching slowly from the opposite side, blocking her way.