Princess Against the World

"While I can still suppress my anger and those guys are not angry, it is best for you to run away as fast as you can."

But the old man took a bite of steamed buns and a bite of braised pork, and said, "There is food and drink here, and there are good shows to watch, why do you want to leave?"

Feng Chenglin's eyes flickered and he glanced sideways at him: "A good show? What a good show?"

This old man is indeed unusual!

I knew he was up to something!

The old man glanced at him, then looked in the direction of the old ancestral hall, biting the steamed bun and laughing: "Boy, didn't you just call me blind? You're not blind. If you're not blind, see for yourself!"

Fengcheng and Lin Xin said, look at it!

You can watch the rest for yourself, but the front has to have a plot too, right? ?

How to watch it without plot?

"Old man, are you playing with me on purpose?"

The old man bit the steamed bun, his eyes were quite innocent: "You kid, how can you talk? Why should I play with you? Even if you want to play, find someone who is cute and fun. Who will play with you when you look like this? What’s on your mind?”

"you……"

"I want you to see it, I want you to see the aura over there... With the way they are, you can't even tell who is with whom, can you?"

"..."

Who is with whom?

Feng Chenglin frowned.

He glanced at the old man suspiciously, but still looked cooperatively towards the old ancestral hall.

Over at the old ancestral hall, people stood individually. Although there were groups of three or five, no matter how you looked at them, you couldn't tell who was with whom.

"Old man, these people... I'm afraid these people all work on their own and not in a gang, right?"

Tilting his head, Feng Chenglin looked at those people seriously.

"These people all have an aura about them, but no matter how you look at it, they don't look like they can get together..."

Compared with ordinary people, only those who are higher in cultivation and more capable than themselves can gain the "trust" of these people and allow them to temporarily unite and act for a goal.

At present, such a person has probably not appeared yet.

They prefer their own self-confidence and feel that they are the final winner and will not surrender to others easily.

"Young man, you are still too young!"

After the old man ate, he was in a good mood and talked more.

"Did you see the man in black clothes over there?"

"...The one with the two little buns on his head?"

"That shocking outfit is very eye-catching, isn't it?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Why is this old man so excited?

I just saw someone who was dressed a little unusually, and I was so excited!

"Those two guys with little buns were originally enemies of Zi Yi over there. When they first came in, they were tit for tat, and they were fighting like black-eyed chickens. But now, if you take a closer look..."

After what the old man said, Feng Chenglin found some clues.

"These two people...are enemies?"

But from the looks in their eyes, it seemed that wasn't the case.

"When these two people looked at each other, although they were not friendly, they were not hostile...and they were obviously saying something with their eyes."

When these people get together, it's almost like fighting between gods.

They naturally have their own way of communicating.

A method of communication that is not known to ordinary outsiders.

"If you follow their eyes and their aura, can't you find who is in the same group with whom?"

"..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly took a breath of cold air, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the old man thoughtfully.