Princess Against the World

"As for the Zhou family, it's hard to tell the truth from the fake, because even if they get the Soul Leaving Stone, they can pretend that nothing happened and still secretly trace the whereabouts of the Soul Leaving Stone, thereby confusing the public..."

Dingmiao was shocked: "Then you mean that these two possibilities...will exist?"

This is just great!

I originally thought that the Soul Leaving Stone was in the Yan family, but now a Zhou family actually appeared.

"Miss Ling, the Zhou family is not the Yan family... Yan Feiyun and Yan Jiangshan, father and son, I'm afraid they can't compete with Zhou Yan... Don't look at that kid's leg, but his IQ and planning are beyond anything I have ever seen in my life. People who are inferior to Mo Xuanchen..."

After a pause, he added another sentence.

"I'm afraid I'm on par with you...!"

"Dingmiao, what do you mean?" Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Why do you need to add a sentence later? Is it a consolation prize?"

It sounded like he was adding this specifically to avoid getting angry.

"If that's the case, you might as well not say anything... isn't this insulting me?"

Behind the consolation prize, it means that she is not as good as Zhou Yan.

It’s better to say it directly!

At least, she won't be so sour!

"I really didn't mean that..."

Dingmiao wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, he finally shut up.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. When you meet Zhou Yan and get to know him in depth, you will know what I mean!"

No longer entangled, Dingmiao and Ling Luoyu agreed on a meeting place again and went to find Liao Feng.

Ling Luoyu, on the other hand, went to the Zhou family.

The street between the Zhou family and the Yan family only restricted the exchange of slaves, but did not restrict normal transactions.

As long as you are not a slave, you can travel freely.

Ling Luoyu took off the yarn ring, changed into ordinary coarse cloth clothes, put some small fruits in the bamboo basket on his back, and leisurely returned to the Zhou family's territory again.

Only this time, there was no river of blood like last time.

The people of the Zhou family and the Yan family have become accustomed to this pace of life, with trade and exchange of money and goods.

Ling Luoyu peddled fruits symbolically, but did not forget to inquire about Zhou Yan's residence.

However, the fruit looked so bad that she didn’t eat as much as she sold.

While eating and walking, when the fruits in the bamboo basket were almost eaten, she also saw what people call Zhoujia City.

Compared with the majestic palace of the Yan family, the Zhou family city looks ancient and vicissitudes of life.

Its overall construction is made of bamboo and wood, which limits the bearing capacity of the pavilion itself, so that the entire Zhoujia City is only three stories high.

However, it has many guards.

With her consciousness released, she briefly checked the circle.

"So many secret guards..."

There are not only three floors inside and three floors outside, but if you count them at staggered intervals, there must be more than ten floors of guards.

But just looking at the surface, there are only a few sparse people.

"Fat man, Fat man, I'm here...you should know, right?"

Feng Chenglin could definitely sense the special aura of the Chaos Yuanling.

After choosing a place to sit down, Ling Luoyu prepared tea and snacks and looked leisurely in the direction of Zhoujiacheng, waiting for Feng Chenglin to come to the appointment.

But until it got dark, Feng Chenglin was nowhere to be seen.

"What the hell are you doing, fat guy?"

Such dillydallying is not Feng Chenglin's style.

Knowing that she was coming, he should have come to keep the appointment.

Strangely, he didn't.

For Ling Luoyu, this is not a good sign.

"Fat man, don't scare me..." Sitting up straight, Ling Luoyu no longer felt as comfortable as before.