Princess Against the World

An hour later, Ling Luoyu suddenly stopped.

The people on the left and right noticed something was wrong and quickly stepped back.

"What's wrong?"

"Did you find it?"

Ling Luoyu's torch drew a circle in the air and pointed in the direction of Feng Chenglin: "Don't you feel it?"

Feel?

What does it feel like?

Feng Chenglin and Ding Miao's attention was focused on their feet, for fear of missing any clues, so they had no time to care about their feelings.

"Wind, there is no wind..."

Ling Luoyu's torch shook again.

Only then did the two of them realize that the flames were going straight up without any sway.

"On the way we were marching just now, the wind came from Fatty's side, but now there is no wind... There must be something wrong!"

Ling Luoyu turned around and looked behind him, his eyebrows darkening slightly.

"If you think about it carefully, can you find anything unusual?"

"Humidity..." Dingmiao took a deep breath: "It doesn't seem as humid as before."

Just now in the swamp, everything was sticky, even the hair was in strands.

Now, although their feet were still muddy, the air clearly felt much drier when they breathed.

Feng Chenglin suddenly asked: "Are we going to get out of the swamp?"

But looking around, it is still a swamp, there is no difference.

"Maybe we missed something..." Ling Luoyu held up a torch and walked back and forth.

Feng Chenglin felt a little pained: "It's enough if we just go straight down. Why do we have to turn back again?"

"It's the place where the two formations connect..." Dingmiao was stunned, suddenly took a breath, and chased Ling Luoyu: "I understand, you suspect that we entered another formation from one formation..."

"Array?" Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment: "Aren't we in space?"

In the space, is there still a hairy pressure to set up an array?

You, Changyang Master, are really free!

"Space is space, formation is formation... formations can also be deployed in space. There is no conflict between the two!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He also knew that there was no conflict, but he felt that Changyang Master was really boring.

In my own space, I don’t know what kind of formation I want to create!

Ling Luoyu stood still and stared deeply: "We don't know what the real person means, and we don't know what is going on right now, but what Dingmiao said is exactly what I suspected!"

On the surface, the place they were in was no different from the swamp just now.

Except the wind suddenly stopped.

But it is this sudden change that may be the key.

It is also the key to getting rid of their current predicament!

Because a good space will never become two different worlds.

Unless someone deliberately cut this space.

Dingmiao was an expert in this kind of thing. He took the lead, using the torch as a benchmark, and quickly stepped forward.

When the torch blew and was blown sideways by the wind, his steps suddenly stopped.

"right here!"

Feng Chenglin became interested and rushed over: "Found it?"

The sudden wind made the air feel much more comfortable.

"It really is……"

Laughing, he took a step back

The wind stopped suddenly.

"interesting……"

He advanced and retreated for a while, feeling the changes in the wind.

"What the hell is going on?"

It seems incredible to say that he has seen a ghost.