Princess Against the World

"Could it be that that place is another shelter? It's the same as the valley we were in before?!"

If so, everyone is really happy.

Ling Luoyu's smile deepened: "I hope so too!"

"...??"

No more guessing.

You can tell from Ling Luoyu's eyes and smile that that place is probably not a geomantic treasure.

For a moment, my back felt inexplicably cold and I shivered.

In this damn place, who knows what the hell will happen to you!

Ling Luoyu walked on in a familiar manner: "You don't need to worry too much, because as far as I know, as long as we don't act like monsters, we can still live in peace. If you see me moving forward and retreating safely, you know that everything is still under control. within……"

The corner of Feng Chenglin's mouth twitched: "What's within your control...should be controllable by me, no longer on the same level, right?"

Don't you know what kind of cultivation you have and what kind of cultivation he has?

Moreover--

"If everyone could take a look at it, then Dingmiao probably wouldn't be stuck, right?"

"Why are you so pessimistic?" Ling Luoyu smiled meaningfully and turned to Feng Chenglin: "Look at me, aren't I pretty good?"

"..."

Feng Chenglin just smiled bitterly.

It felt more like Ling Luoyu was comforting him.

"Why aren't you leaving?" He looked around: "Isn't it time to arrive?"

Ling Luoyu tilted his head: "Here we are, Dingmiao should be missing from this place!"

"how do you know?"

Ling Luoyu pointed to the footprints under his feet: "What do you think?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Was he the one who asked such an idiotic question?

"I didn't expect it for a moment..."

It’s not that I don’t know!

Ling Luoyu had an expression that I understand, and made an invitation gesture with his right hand: "Watch my steps. Don't make a mistake. If you make a mistake, you won't be able to keep up!"

"Footprints?" Feng Chenglin suddenly understood something: "You mean, the footprints are..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Luoyu's figure disappeared.

Just like that, without blinking an eye, he disappeared.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

So fast! ?

No way! ?

At that moment, he quickly looked down at the footprints, thinking about the order of the footprints that Ling Luoyu had taken, and took two steps.

Just two steps, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

When he took a closer look, he subconsciously took a step back.

Even so, there was still a smell of burnt hair in his nose.

"Ouch..."

He yelled, shrinking back and slapping his forehead.

Even though he had quick eyesight and quick hands, the long hair in front of him was still sneered by the flames and curled up into a ball.

"Third Young Master..."

Very speechless.

Ling Luoyu changed the torch's hand, with an innocent look on his face: "Misjudgment..."

"..."

"I was thinking that when you came in, you couldn't have a black eye, right? I just wanted to light the way for you, but I didn't expect that you would be so nervous that you would burn your hair..."

Feng Chenglin became more and more speechless: "I'm not a god, and it's my first time here. I don't know the difference between far and near..."

As he spoke, his eyes turned around casually.

With just one glance, the words that followed were instantly stopped, and his eyes slowly widened.

"This...what is this?"

What the hell is this?

Around them, there were hanging black things.

These things are as big as eggs and so densely packed that there is no end in sight.

There were weird places, weird things, and the atmosphere became weird, and Feng Chenglin's goosebumps instantly broke out.