Princess Against the World

Beside the campfire, they were divided into two groups over whether the big hands were Star Lords.

One group of people believed that the man was Xingjun, and listed some legends about him to support it.

As for the other group, they are more willing to believe that this is a person's hallucination before death, because they feel that it is impossible for Xingjun to personally take action against a few of them.

After all, Xingjun’s status is there!

There are just a few of them, and if Xingjun wants to kill them, it will be a matter of blowing his breath.

How could he do it himself just to kill a few scumbags? !

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin sat obediently in the corner, listening to these people's heated debate.

Unfortunately, until dawn, no one could convince anyone and the argument came to an end.

However, some people felt taboo and withdrew from the game after this time.

Only a few people still insist on staying in the ancient Miao city, trying to find out the secrets.

At noon, in a small town a hundred miles away from the ancient Miao city.

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin were engrossed in eating when they suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"You two, what a coincidence?"

When they looked up, they saw the old man with the white beard whom they had met in the ancient Miao city, and the two of them smiled.

"Mr. Yan, what a coincidence...what? Are you eating here too?"

Feng Chenglin stood up with a smile and called the waiter over.

"Mr. Yan, if you don't mind, you can eat at our place. We'll treat you to today's meal..."

Yan Lao looked at the noodles in front of the two of them and was about to refuse with a smile when he heard Feng Chenglin had already ordered.

"Take the best wine and food in your store, regardless of the price!"

He threw a gold ingot to the waiter and told him to prepare two good dishes first.

After eating and drinking, Mr. Yan no longer refused, but sat down in front of the two of them.

"Looking at you, you don't look like you have no money. Why do you eat so poorly?"

What Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin ate was just two bowls of water.

This is in stark contrast to treating him to a feast of meat and fish.

"Mr. Yan, to be honest with you, we two... have something to ask you!"

Ling Luoyu poured tea for him personally and smiled a little bit.

Yan Laoxin said that he was being courteous for nothing, but he was indeed a traitor or a thief, but he still smiled politely.

"What's up?"

"It's nothing. Just now...this damn fat guy and I were still arguing about that Xingjun. I said yes, and he said no. Now it's okay. You're here, just in time to tell us... "

Ling Luoyu dragged Feng Chenglin to sit down opposite Yan Lao, looking at him with pious eyes like a fan facing an idol.

"Mr. Yan, I heard what you said last night, that Mr. Xing... must be very old, right?"

"Old... No one knows how old he is anymore, but some people guess that he should be about the same age as the Lord of God..."

Before Mr. Yan finished speaking, Feng Chenglin had a very questioning expression on his face: "Really or not?! Then if it's really like what you said, he should be an otherworldly existence now, how can he still be there?" ...Will he go to the Miao Family Ancient City? Besides, what is he going to do in the Miao Family Ancient City?"

Regarding the disappearance of Dingmiao, no one in the entire ancient Miao city knew about it except him and Ling Luoyu.

Because when those big hands came down, everyone except Ling Luoyu couldn't bear it and fainted.

Moreover, no one would care if a young man who entered this game alone disappeared! !