Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu had never dragged him up in the middle of the night, and he also used such extreme methods.

It's really troublesome to explain this matter.

When he changed his clothes and saw Ling Luoyu again, her expression seemed to have returned to normal.

Seeing him come in, I pushed him a cup of tea.

"This is sobering tea. It sobers up and refreshes you. Drink it."

"No need, right? Your bucket of water is enough to refresh you..." Feng Chenglin smiled sarcastically: "I'm so energetic now, it's like I've been given a shot of chicken blood!!"

Turning his eyes around, he frowned when he found that it was only him and Jun Lai and no one else.

"How many are they?"

"You have something to say. I'm afraid I've missed something. If you remember it, please remind me in time..."

"..."

Ling Luoyu's state made Feng Chenglin even more confused.

"No, you guys are up in the middle of the night. What happened to you!?"

Moreover, is it the kind that is poured down with a bucket of water? !

Jun Lai sat on the side, biting his fingers and looking at the two of them.

Feng Chenglin felt weak after being looked at: "Don't look at people with that look, it's so scary..."

It felt like she was going to be judged finally.

Ling Luoyu patted his side: "Sit!"

How could Feng Chenglin sit peacefully? He half-pull his buttocks up on the edge of the chair and twitched his lips: "What on earth is going on?"

"It's about Gu Lan!"

"Gu Lan?" Feng Chenglin's eyes widened instantly: "What's the matter with Gu Lan?"

Before he finished speaking, Ling Luoyu's eyes widened.

"You're really drunk!"

"..."

Feng Chenglin just remembered something at this moment, took a breath and frowned.

"Gu Lan, yes, Gu Lan... When you said that, I kind of remembered it. Just now... I seemed to have seen Gu Lan..."

It seems so, but it seems not.

"Third Young Master, is Gu Lan here too?"

"This is Gu Lan's home!"

"Ah?" Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment: "What did you say? Gu Lan's... home?"

Standing up suddenly, he looked at Jun Lai, turned around and looked in the direction of the door.

"No way...no way the man that Lady Shui talked about is...is he?"

Ling Luoyu raised his eyes and looked at him quietly, without saying a word.

"How can it be?"

Feng Chenglin stuttered a little, and the corners of his lips twitched.

"How is this possible? That guy is not the same as us, he is...is..."

He didn't say the rest.

However, his eyes were thoughtful and anxious.

"No, it's impossible... Third Young Master, how is this possible? He is from the God Clan, how come he is always... with us? This... this can't be a coincidence, right?"

Ling Luoyu had already regained his composure. After hearing these words, his eyelashes still trembled: "This is what I am most worried about!"

"I'm worried too! Damn it..."

Feng Chenglin fell on the stool, his eyes wandering.

"That guy... I knew he was unusual. Think about it, the demon god... what kind of person and what kind of cultivation level does he have to be to be able to do that at such a young age... Damn it, he is... He is a member of the God Clan, why should he be so young!!"

That guy is also an old bacon that looks relatively tender.

Among so many people, he is probably the only one who can still be called a little fresh meat!

With a bitter smile, he looked at Jun Lai.

"Although I don't know what you are going to say yet, I can guess... things may really be troublesome!!"