Princess Against the World

"Third Young Master, you know better than I do... If even Mo Xuanchen falls to the point of being unable to save himself, then if you and I go, we will die! Then, what's the point of everyone dying together?"

Feng Chenglin felt that Ling Luoyu seemed to be persuaded, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Third Young Master, I'm not afraid of death. I just think that since you think it's difficult at this moment, you should be prepared to fight! Otherwise, if we get into trouble, who else can save us?"

"Be prepared to fight?"

Ling Luoyu barely suppressed the anxiety in his heart.

"I also know that I need to be prepared to fight, but..."

But she was inexplicably worried about Mo Xuanchen.

He didn't even dare to tell her where he went, indicating that the place was extremely dangerous.

"Fat man... let's go find Yang Zhi!"

After breaking away from Feng Chenglin, Ling Luoyu slowly closed his eyes and turned his head rapidly.

"He must know a lot of things we don't know..."

"He must know, but the question is... will he tell?" Feng Chenglin muttered and shook his head.

He never had a good feeling towards Yang Zhi.

This person is too utilitarian and scheming, calculating everything and planning every step of the way.

"Just like the cycle of death we went to, didn't he know about it? But he didn't even mention it in a single word..."

Even if they mentioned it a little bit and warned them, they wouldn't end up in such an embarrassing situation.

"He didn't say anything because he was afraid that if he said too much, he would fall into a passive situation!"

Ling Luoyu clenched his fingertips tightly and pinched them into the palm of his hand, his lips curled up evilly.

"But now, if he doesn't say anything... I'm afraid his covenant will die!!"

No matter what he and Mo Xuanchen agreed upon, it must be very important.

Otherwise, the Queen of the Sea wouldn't be so afraid.

For this reason, Yang Zhi did not dare to disregard Mo Xuanchen's life and death.

"However, you are right... we need to make some plans before we go!"

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly, turned his eyes sharply, waved to Feng Chenglin, and whispered in his ear.

"You go find Dingmiao..."

Listening to her whisper, Feng Chenglin's expression darkened: "Third Young Master...will this make them feel that we are forcing them and make them jump over the wall?!"

"force?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly sneered.

"I've been cornered by them... Isn't it my turn to corner them?"

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Standing in the splendid palace, Ling Luoyu commented seriously: "The treatment of this young master and the high priest are different...a country thatched cottage, a heavenly fairy hall..."

Compared to Mo Xuanchen's Ze Palace, Yang Zhi's palace was as dazzling as a pearl on the sea.

The most eye-catching thing is that everywhere you look, there are beauties.

They were either sitting lazily or chatting and laughing.

Regarding Ling Luoyu's appearance, all the beauties just raised their eyes and didn't react much.

For them, the most indispensable thing here is beauty.

The attendant who led the way looked at Ling Luoyu coldly and turned into a side hall: "You wait here. When the young master has time, I will meet you naturally!"

How many women wanted to cling to the young master's bed, and he had already seen too many women throwing themselves into his arms.

"Thank you, brother..."

Ling Luoyu was not in a hurry and sat down at the table leisurely.

Just as the attendant was about to step out of the door, her voice came out lazily.

"If you want to report back to your master, just tell him that Yang Xinlan has something to do with him!"

"who?!"

How could the attendant not know who Yang Xinlan was? His expression changed when he heard this.

"Who are you talking about?"