Princess Against the World

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This is a bit difficult!

"Master, are you sure... the coffin in this stone beast may be really special, but the price of specialness is an uncertain future!"

No one knows what consequences this thing will bring to people.

"Master, you have to think carefully. Once this matter is revealed by the Ding Temple and it is said that the thing is in your hands, I am afraid that the person the god wants to hunt down is you!"

"He won't get burned for the time being, but in the future... we can't tell!"

Ling Luoyu's charming eyes fell on Dingmiao opposite, half smiling.

Now he is also a troublesome person himself.

When the Lord's people didn't come to the door, he would never ask for trouble to confess her.

But if she fell into the hands of the Lord of God, she might be sold for self-protection.

Dingmiao felt something was wrong with Ling Luoyu's gaze and couldn't help but frown: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little curious. Don't you feel that the burden on your shoulders is... much lighter now?"

"easy?"

Dingmiao shook his head with a smile, his eyes a little confused.

"If you are talking about that stone beast... then I really can't relax."

"Why?"

"Because the God Master will soon find out that the thing is missing, so he will find someone to track me more intensively. By then..."

"Shh!" Ling Luoyu suddenly raised his hand and interrupted Dingmiao's words.

"Third Young Master?"

Ling Luoyu slowly turned his head and looked behind him, his eyes narrowed: "We have to go!"

"Why?" Asked why, Feng Chenglin stood up quickly.

Dingmiao also stood up and asked nervously: "Did you feel something?"

Ling Luoyu shook his head lightly: "I can't tell..."

Suddenly——

Her expression changed drastically, and she suddenly grabbed Feng Chenglin's arm.

"Walk!"

At that moment, an invisible ripple rolled from the horizon and passed through everyone's bodies in an instant.

Even Ling Luoyu was knocked away by the ripples.

"boom!"

She sank to the ground.

The feeling of dizziness lingered in her mind, and she fell into a drowsy state.

"Fat man..."

Feng Chenglin was lying not far from her, face down, slightly stained with blood, motionless.

Around them, the bonfire still burned, but everyone fainted.

The heavy pressure was like a huge mountain, crushing over Ling Luoyu's body.

"Well!"

She spat out a mouthful of blood, panted and tried to get up, but finally lay down weakly on the ground, her eyes slightly closed.

Through the gap between her trembling eyelashes, she saw a pair of huge hands passing over everyone's body.

When they arrived at the Ding Temple, you paused, grabbed him suddenly, and disappeared immediately.

At that moment, the pressure disappeared.

"Ahem!"

Ling Luoyu coughed and stood up, looked at the people who had fallen into pieces, and walked carefully towards Feng Chenglin.

"Fat man?"

Feng Chenglin's aura was quite calm. After the Chaos Yuanling entered his body, he suddenly opened his eyes and turned over to sit up.

"Fuck...what happened just now?"

Looking at the mess of people falling around him, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Third Young Master...what happened? Who did it?"

"I don't know!" Ling Luoyu rubbed his chest and looked extremely unhappy: "But I know that this person's cultivation ability... is not what we imagined!"

When that pressure appeared, even she was suppressed to death.

It is even impossible to escape into the realm of chaos! !