Princess Against the World

"But this fight will eventually be completed, right?" Feng Chenglin became more and more confused: "When the fight outside is completed, the people inside will eventually come out to clean up the mess... Otherwise, there won't be a lot of chaos in this square. So clean and tidy..."

But the current situation is——

All signs of fighting ended before the ruins.

Compared to the chaos over there, it was completely peaceful here, as if nothing had happened!

"Otherwise... someone has set up a barrier to protect this place..."

Feng Chenglin's imagination was wide open, but he immediately denied it.

"No, if there really is a barrier that can block attacks from outside, then the people inside won't hide in the hall..."

After a slight pause in his words, he suddenly became speechless and looked thoughtfully towards the direction of the palace door.

"Third Young Master... tell me, what will we see first when we open the door?"

The old shopkeeper was still thinking seriously about the relationship between the distant ruins and the palace, but when he heard Feng Chenglin say this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"What did you see at first glance? Treasures of gold and silver?"

Feng Chenglin suddenly took a breath of cold air and glared in displeasure: "Vulgar!!"

The old shopkeeper was furious: "Then what do you want to see?"

Feng Chenglin was too lazy to pay attention to him and waved to Ling Luoyu: "Third Young Master, tell me!"

Ling Luoyu understood what he meant and curled his lips with a wicked smile: "Dead people...dead people all over the ground, bones all over the ground..."

Old shopkeeper: "..."

This is really scary!

But Feng Chenglin nodded fiercely: "Yes! That's what I'm thinking... Third Young Master, do you think so too?"

Thinking that those people locked themselves behind the palace door, weren't they waiting to die in vain?

"I didn't think so!"

Ling Luoyu turned around and continued to use the dagger to stir the door latch.

"The people who can build this palace are definitely not vulgar people! They are not vulgar people. They will be indifferent and disdainful when it comes to matters of life and death... How can people who don't even care about their own life and death hide in the palace with their last breath? Waiting to die..."

Anyone with a little bit of blood will not choose to be cowardly and wait for death when danger comes, but will fight with the opponent regardless of the situation and die with passion.

The door latch is heavy and difficult to lift.

In the end, it was Feng Chenglin who helped, blocking the fixed door latch and pushing open the palace door.

"call……"

A howling wind suddenly swept over, bringing with it a hint of dust.

Ling Luoyu paused for a moment as he was about to step through the door. He immediately pushed Feng Chenglin away and blocked his mouth and nose. He held his breath and said nothing, only winking at the old shopkeeper.

The old shopkeeper was so focused on what was behind the palace gate that he didn't even notice Ling Luoyu's warning look.

The moment the palace door was pushed open, a stream of gray dust rushed towards his face and instantly covered his body.

"Pfft...there's so much dust..."

The old shopkeeper took a step back and patted the dust off his body with his hands.

Ling Luoyu, on the other hand, pulled Feng Chenglin back quickly as if he was avoiding the plague.

Feng Chenglin was dragged into confusion: "Third Young Master, what's wrong?"

His questioning voice was so low that even the old shopkeeper didn't notice it.

Ling Luoyu just shook his head and said nothing.

The more silent she remained, the more Feng Chenglin's heart became wandering: "Third Young Master, what's going on? That... evil wind just now, couldn't be sneaky... coming out to cause trouble, right?"