Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu's eyes narrowed: "I don't know..."

"..."

Feng Chenglin looked a little disappointed.

Is Ling Luoyu trying to hide it from even him?

Since when did she deliberately hide it from him?

"Fat man, I really don't know... I went back to Yaoshan Sect just to get information about Mo Xuanchen!"

Ling Luoyu opened the car curtain and sat down next to Feng Chenglin.

"Before I go into seclusion, I asked Elder Bian and the others to help me find information about Mo Xuanchen, and also the information sent by Wang Ke and others... Do you think I should go there to find it?"

"That's what it is..." Feng Chenglin clicked his tongue in displeasure: "But I always feel that you are...as if you are deliberately avoiding me. There are some words that I don't know whether I should say or not!"

"Why are you so angry? If you have something to say, just say it!"

After being scolded, Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up: "Third Young Master, if you treat me like this... I will feel at ease!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

What the hell is this?

Not being scolded, not being abused, you still feel so damn uncomfortable!

Hehehe smiled, Feng Chenglin's mood was obviously much better.

"Third Young Master, why do you insist on making a carriage?"

"You still remember the customers around us when we ate at every restaurant these days, right?"

Feng Chenglin's smile gradually faded: "Guest?"

These days, they have many places to eat, and there are customers everywhere.

"Third Young Master, what do you... mean?"

"Didn't you notice that... all the merchants and vendors doing business were in a hurry, silent, and left in a hurry after eating?"

"...Is there something...wrong with this?"

Feng Chenglin was said to be confused.

"They are doing business. After dinner, they naturally have to rush on their way...Don't you always say that time is money? If they want to make money, they naturally have to race against time!"

"Yes! It's a race against time..." Ling Luoyu curled her lips evilly: "But what they are fighting for is more like their own lives!"

"...Third Young Master, what on earth are you talking about?"

"If you think about it carefully, besides the merchants, who else was around when we were eating?"

"... Jianghu people?" Feng Chenglin thought for a long time and gave three words.

"Yes! There are many people with swords on their backs...and there seems to be a lot of them, right?"

After Ling Luoyu said this, Feng Chenglin finally came to his senses.

"It seems... it's so true! I remember... when we used to eat in restaurants, it seemed... we couldn't meet any people in the world. They were mostly traffickers and lackeys! How come there are so many cultivators all of a sudden? "

"It's not that there are too many of them, it's that they suddenly moved out!"

For many days, Ling Luoyu discovered this problem.

"In the past, they all just practiced in seclusion and rarely went out, but now... they all seem to like walking outside!"

"What happened!" Feng Chenglin let out a silent breath, relaxed the reins, and let the horse walk on its own: "Third Young Master, what could have happened to force all these people to come out?

"So, we have to find out!"

Ling Luoyu pursed her lips and jumped out of the carriage.

"Shangji Town is ahead. Let's walk separately and meet up at Chenji Old Soup House... Remember, when we meet up, I'm going to test you!"

"Third Young Master, you are so contemptuous of others... I know you want me to inquire about things. It's not like I've never done this before!"