Princess Against the World

Feng Chenglin: "..."

A sense of frustration came over me.

"You...you mean you saw us when we showed up?!"

"Yes! I was stunned at the time, but then I saw the sword in your hand, and I understood instantly..."

Lao Diao tilted his head and signaled, leading the two of them to move forward.

"When I was a child, our ancestors told me that one day, our people will open the door to this world and lead us out..."

"Lead you out..."

The corners of Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched and he curled his lips and whispered.

"Actually, it's the same everywhere in this world, the same killing..."

"Is your world also short of water?!"

"...That's not true..."

"Isn't that enough?!" Lao Diao glanced at Feng Chenglin with a slightly disgusted look: "You have never tasted the lack of water, so you don't understand the importance of water to us..."

He paused for a moment, glanced behind him warily to make sure no one was following him, and then stepped out.

"Follow my footsteps and don't wander around..."

Taking one step forward, Ling Luoyu instantly saw a scene of surging waves.

She seemed to be on the bottom of the sea. The waves separated the two sides, and the waves were so rough that they seemed to be coming over her at any time, making her suffocating.

Feng Chenglin was also frightened: "What...what is going on?!"

Lao Diao glanced at the two of them proudly and smiled: "This is the formation set up by our ancestors. Only those who know the formation can come out alive. Otherwise, they will be mercilessly destroyed by the surrounding sea water." Devour and crush to death!!"

Ling Luoyu also knew a thing or two about formations.

The original ordinary world, with the blessing of formations, can exert a different deterrent effect.

Ordinary formations are usually the result of force, which is a confusing and illusory result.

But the formation in front of you has a three-dimensional shadowing effect, which makes people immersive and fundamentally crushes people's cognition.

At the end of the waves is the thatched hut,

On the grass outside the house, a woman in flowing white clothes stood.

Feng Chenglin's eyes suddenly lit up: "Female?!"

Lao Diao was unhappy: "What's wrong with the woman?"

"No...nothing..." Feng Chenglin looked at Ling Luoyu subconsciously.

In his subconscious mind, a person of the same rank as his ancestor should be an old man who is in his dying years, holding a dragon-headed crutch in his hand, and whose bones can fall apart with a single cough.

But I didn't expect that he would be so elegant and ethereal, as if he had an immortal temperament.

but--

Feng Chenglin then glanced at Lao Diao: "She...is the ancestor of your clan?!"

"Yeah! What's wrong?!"

Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched: "It's okay..."

How could such a good-tempered ancestor give birth to a descendant of such a wretched old man? !

It’s simply genetic degradation, the longer it grows, the further it goes backwards! !

In front of the hut, a woman in white walked lightly with lotus steps and greeted her with a leisurely smile.

"The water was red this morning, reminding me that a distinguished guest was arriving, and sure enough, he came..."

She was young, about forty years old, with an elegant appearance and noble temperament. She looked at Ling Luoyu with a pair of bright eyes.

"Are you a descendant of the Manghuang clan?"

Her words struck a chord with Ling Luoyu, which shocked her: "How do you know, senior?!"

"Call me ancestor..."

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank: "You are the ancestor of our Manghuang clan..."