Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu sat down half-kneeling next to him and followed his line of sight: "Is there any difference between your current vision and the range of vision just now?"

Feng Chenglin's blood was rushing to his forehead, his head was "buzzing", his face was flushed, and his eyes were bloodshot and swollen.

"Third Young Master, to be honest, I haven't noticed any changes at all..."

Ling Luoyu couldn't help but frown: "It shouldn't be..."

There must be a reason for the knife-carrying veteran to say that.

"What shouldn't be done? What I see now is exactly the same as what I saw just now..."

Feng Chenglin had a look of complaint on his face. He really couldn't figure out what he wanted to see.

"That boat, those fires, and those people in that black hole... eh..."

His voice suddenly changed, and his eyes suddenly opened wide.

"Third Young Master, Third Young Master, look... the people inside, the people in the dark hole, are walking out... No, they are walking outside... No, they are walking on our side..."

The more he talked, the more wrong Feng Chenglin's expression became.

Later, he was shouting almost hysterically, as if he had seen something terrible.

Dingmiao followed his gaze and twitched the corners of his lips: "What are you talking about?"

What's going on outside?

What's going out? !

What he saw was no different from before.

Ling Luoyu looked at the black hole thoughtfully and said nothing.

The calmness of these two people made Feng Chenglin uneasy.

The blood went up, and his head felt like it was going to explode.

"Can't you all see such an obvious picture? Are those two eyes of yours two holes?"

Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer and hurriedly turned over and pointed at the black hole.

"Look, see for yourselves, over there..."

His words suddenly stopped, and his expression became extremely unnatural.

"What's going on? Just now...it was so fucking hell..."

How can this be?

Just now, he clearly saw the people in the black hole walking in their world.

However, the lower bodies of those people were all surrounded by flames, making it difficult to see clearly.

But their upper bodies and faces were still clearly visible.

Seeing that Dingmiao looked wrong, he quickly raised his right hand and pointed it high to the sky.

"If you don't believe it, I can swear...on the coffin boards of our ancestors..."

Feng Chenglin had a serious face, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he looked really anxious.

"I...I just saw these people walking...in our world. Who knows what happened, but in the blink of an eye they went back..."

This is really what the hell.

If it wasn't his hallucination, then there was something wrong with the black hole.

Dingmiao: "..."

Can you change the noun you swear by to something fresher?

He actually used your ancestor’s coffin board.

If your ancestors knew about it, the coffin board would definitely not be able to hold it down.

Ling Luoyu looked at the black hole with his jaw as quiet as an orchid. He said nothing, his breath was calm, and he seemed not to be anxious at all.

Feng Chenglin was confused, so he turned over again, with his feet facing up, and looked towards the black hole.

Seeing that it didn't matter, he roared again.

"Look, look! Come and see for yourselves. Are those people inside or outside?"

His serious and urgent look aroused doubts in Dingmiao's heart.

Following his example, he stood on his legs and glanced at the black hole.