Princess Against the World

In front of them was the end of the woods.

And under the shade of the tree at the end, there was a person standing.

——Feng Chenglin!

"We're back again!"

Ling Luoyu had long been accustomed to this cycle. He cast a sidelong glance at the Ding Temple and started walking towards Feng Chenglin.

"Dingmiao, if I were you, I would not look for the reason why I came in at this time, but look for a way out!"

She suddenly turned around and walked backwards, staring into his eyes with a pair of black eyes.

"You don't think...I trapped myself and you two here on purpose, do you?"

Dingmiao looked at her intently and did not answer!

His intuition told him that Ling Luoyu was lying! !

She must know something, she just won't tell it!

Otherwise, with all her scheming and planning, how could she end up in such a passive situation?

There must be something fishy in this!

"Third Young Master..."

Feng Chenglin was chewing wild fruits and ran over from the forest with a look of displeasure on his face.

"I'll go. I thought you two would just elope and ignore me... Why did you stay away for so long?"

The eyes of Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao both trembled, and they suddenly turned to look at Feng Chenglin.

"What did you say?"

"How long have we been there?"

"How long? The sun has gone down..."

Feng Chenglin pointed to the sun behind him and threw the remaining wild fruits into his mouth.

"If you don't come back, I will go look for you..."

Although Dingmiao was shocked, Ling Luoyu was even more shocked——

"Fat man...are you going to tell me that we have been gone for most of the day?"

"What do you think?!"

Feng Chenglin pointed to the sun again.

"When you left, the sun was rising, but now it's setting..."

He took out a wild fruit from his arms, rubbed it on his clothes, and took a big sip.

"You don't know, the more I eat, the hungrier I get. I'm going to starve to death... Third Young Master, how about... if you can get some food, we can't starve to death here?! "

"what happened?"

Ling Luoyu didn't care about Feng Chenglin and looked at Dingmiao in confusion.

"Why is our time different from his time?"

"What...the time is different!?"

Feng Chenglin bit the wild fruit in his mouth with a confused look on his face.

"It sounds like you two are not in the same world as me..."

Before he finished speaking, he realized that Ling Luoyu's eyes looked wrong. He quickly swallowed the fruit and twitched the corners of his lips.

"You two...what do you mean? Third Young Master...why does this make my hair stand on end?"

Ling Luoyu stared at the sun in the sky, his eyes darkened: "Fat man, tell me... is this the morning glow or the sunset!"

"...the sunset..."

"Why?"

"Why?"

Feng Chenglin suddenly pointed in the opposite direction.

"Because that's the east. When you left, the sun was there, so it's called the morning glow. It's the rising sun in the morning... But now, here is the west, so it's called the setting sun. It's the sun you want to go home to find. The meaning of my wife sleeping..."

Dingmiao suddenly chuckled: "It's you who wants to sleep..."

Feng Chenglin's movements suddenly stopped, and his face looked very unhappy: "What do you mean!?"

Dingmiao narrowed his eyes and squinted at the sun on the horizon: "In this cyclic death formation... you can't see the sun!"

"...What does this mean?"

Feng Chenglin's temper disappeared instantly, and he looked at Ling Luoyu confused.

"Third Young Master, he is..."