Princess Against the World

Now, all the charges are put on his head, blaming him for not telling the truth!

Do you dare to be unreasonable again? !

If I had known this earlier, I might as well not have said it just now!

Before he could finish complaining in his heart, he felt Feng Chenglin grabbing his arm and throwing him heavily to the ground.

"Third Young Master, are you okay?"

Zhao Sheng was thrown so hard that his whole body ached, and he cursed in his heart - something is wrong with me!

Ling Luoyu was observing something on the street and replied absently: "It's okay, what's wrong?"

"This boy from Zhao Province said that this is where the descendants of ancient ancestors lived..."

"What?" Ling Luoyu lost his voice.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

what?

As for such a big reaction?

"Zhao Sheng said... this is the place where the descendants of ancient ancestors lived, and his main task of hanging out in Puppet Mountain is actually to secretly supervise this place..."

"Shh..." Zhao Sheng pressed his lips together with a guilty conscience and looked around nervously: "Mr. Feng, what are you doing so loudly? If someone hears it... how much trouble would it be?"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes disdainfully: "What are you afraid of? In this dark night...are you still afraid that someone will jump out and beat you up?"

"...It's not that we're afraid of being beaten up. We...we just want to keep a low profile...don't you think so, Mr. Ling?"

Unfortunately, Mr. Ling didn't pay any attention to his thoughts now, and his eyes wandered around the town.

"Fat man, did you feel anything when you came in just now?"

"What?" Feng Chenglin looked around suspiciously.

He felt nothing.

"Just now I...I was only looking for you. I was worried about your safety. I didn't feel anything was wrong..."

He glanced at Zhao Sheng and saw that he was also confused.

"Third Young Master, you...what's wrong?"

"You don't feel it?" Ling Luoyu stared at the two of them with slightly strange eyes.

That look made Feng Chenglin's heart tremble.

"No, Third Young Master, you...if you have anything to say, just say it. Don't look at me like this...I feel a little guilty when you look at me..."

Ling Luoyu didn't say anything, but turned around to head towards the other end of the street.

Feng Chenglin quickly followed: "Third Young Master, where are we going now?"

"have no idea!"

"……have no idea?"

Don’t know what the plot is?

Are you just walking aimlessly like this?

"Third Young Master..."

Feng Chenglin followed closely and found Zhao Shengzheng huddled against the wall with a painful face.

"What are you still doing? Let's go!"

"...Oh..." Zhao Sheng responded dully.

He wants to leave too!

I want to follow too!

But he himself was injured, and he was thrown to the ground with such force just now. The old injury plus the new pain, how could he bear it! ?

"Um...where are you going, Mr. Ling?"

"Haven't you heard? I don't know!"

have no idea?

So how long will he have to suffer with them with his broken body?

In the quiet and dark night, the three people walked on the street as if they were wandering spirits, and the sound of their footsteps echoed into the distance.

"Third Young Master..." Feng Chenglin quickly caught up with Ling Luoyu and lowered his voice: "Where are we going? Did you discover something?"

"It's not a discovery, it's a feeling!"

"Feeling? What does it feel like?"

"You don't even feel it. Even if I tell you what it feels like, you won't understand what it feels like!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

of!

This also involves a tongue twister!

OK!

Then let’s go!

The town is so big anyway, there will always be an end!