Princess Against the World

"There's something you need to see..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Is this another person who can stand and talk without back pain?

have a look!

How to see it?

If she could really go in and take a look, would she still be in such a mess! ?

Feng Chenglin walked over quickly and handed over something in his hand.

It's a piece of silk paper with something painted on it.

It was a mess, and there was no way to tell for a while.

Feng Chenglin was looking forward to it: "How is it? Do you understand?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

What to see?

Is this something like a ghost painting talisman?

She glanced at Bu Shenglian: "Do you understand?"

Bu Shenglian twitched her mouth: "You don't understand, so what can I know?"

What a joke! ?

He still doesn't know what happened.

The two of them looked at Feng Chenglin at the same time.

"What's this?"

"What did you want us to see?"

Feng Chenglin became anxious and gestured on the silk paper: "You can't see such an obvious pattern? Third Young Master, don't you think this pattern is familiar?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

look familiar! ?

She has seen so many ghost paintings in her life, which one looks familiar to her?

"Fat man, I think there are almost all the ghost-drawing talismans in the world..."

"What kind of ghost-drawing talisman? This is... yes, it's a little different, but it's not a ghost-drawing talisman, right?" Feng Chenglin took it over with some reluctance: "Look, this and this... isn't it? It's just a bit uncomfortable. It’s just a resemblance, but overall, it’s still somewhat similar... How can we say it’s a ghost-drawing talisman?”

Ling Luoyu's eyes widened seriously: "Please tell me clearly first, how similar is this thing to something?"

"It's the ones we got...the black, shiny ones..."

Once again, Feng Chenglin couldn't explain clearly, so he could only hint as much as possible.

"black……"

Ling Luoyu's heart suddenly trembled and he lowered his eyes again.

What Feng Chenglin was talking about was the fragment of the space magic weapon - the Fury of Thunder.

Could it be?

The treasure box in the ancient tree is just a fragment.

She stared in shock: "Did you see the fragments?"

"...It's not a fragment, it's a...mutilated...large piece..." Feng Chenglin stuttered.

Fragments?

That refers to the things they had before.

However, this thing now cannot be said to be a fragment.

"Third Young Master, I think this thing is more accurately called a residual product..."

defective?

Fragments?

If there are leftovers, there will naturally be leftovers.

Could it be that there is something special in this?

Could it be——

She suddenly looked at Feng Chenglin, with a look of disbelief on her face.

Feng Chenglin understood what she meant and nodded.

Bu Shenglian looked at the expressions of the two people and couldn't help but interrupt: "You two have time to flirt with each other here, so you might as well take a look first..."

Just guessing, what's the point?

Feng Chenglin twitched his lips again: "I can't see..."

Is not this nonsensical?

If he could easily see it, how could he still draw a ghost like this?

You've moved your things here a long time ago, okay?

Ling Luoyu frowned: "What's going on?"

Feng Chenglin was extremely discouraged: "I tried, but the thing seemed to be stuck and couldn't be removed. I spent a long time trying but couldn't get it out..."

"Where are Zhou Yan and Dingmiao?"

"They were useless... At the beginning, I wondered if this thing was another mysterious thing made by the Miao family, so I thought about setting up a temple to try it, but after trying it, it still didn't work."