Princess Against the World

Just one glance and he took a breath.

The next second: "Miss Ling..."

The tone of his voice also changed.

Ling Luoyu didn't even need to look, he could just guess it from Dingmiao's trembling tone——

What he saw should be exactly the same as what Feng Chenglin saw.

She was instantly relieved: "That's right!"

Dingmiao: "...What's wrong?"

Feng Chenglin's reaction was a little faster: "Third Young Master, have you found a way out?!"

"Roughly the same……"

"How much difference?"

"Two or three points..."

"..."

Feng Chenglin was speechless.

What difference is a difference of two or three points?

"As long as we can go out, even if there is only two or three points of hope, we will give it a try. What's more, you are still seven or eight points. It's done..." Feng Chenglin was completely relieved.

For him, Ling Luoyu's 70-80% confidence was a sure hope.

My heart was relaxed and my face was filled with joy.

"Third Young Master, you didn't really find inspiration from my handstand just now, did you?"

Ling Luoyu gave him a roll of his eyes: "What a beautiful idea. You just happened to be lucky. It was someone else who built the temple that inspired me."

Dingmiao was a little flattered for a moment, and smiled: "Miss Ling, where do you start talking about this? When...when did I give you inspiration?"

Ling Luoyu was very serious: "Of course when you translated the words of the old customer with a knife to me..."

Dingmiao's smile froze on his face: These words... are a bit long to say.

He has translated so many words, which sentence is the inspiration?

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Isn’t this blatant nonsense?

The old knife-wielding customers talked so much and for so long, but they were all deceived.

The turning point started when he stood on his head.

You still don't admit it?

Not happy! !

As soon as his face turned pale, Ling Luoyu patted his arm.

"But what? You are the hero of inspiration, so I will give you this first chance to leave!"

Feng Chenglin: "What opportunity to leave? How to leave?"

Did she just say something?

Or when he was standing on his head, what did this little girl say? His head was buzzing and he didn't hear it? !

"Stand on your head! Haven't you found a way to leave?" Ling Luoyu smiled leisurely, very relaxed.

She could still joke, so Feng Chenglin relaxed a lot.

"You're not asking me to... stand on my head and dive into the water, are you?"

Ling Luoyu nodded noncommittally: "Go!!"

Feng Chenglin's smile paused for a moment, and he looked at Xiangding Temple: "Is it true or not?"

Dingmiao frowned and looked at the water thoughtfully: "Miss Ling, you mean...to do the opposite, just under the water..."

He suddenly raised his head, as if he understood something.

"I understand...where we are, everything is contradictory. For example, when we look inside, we are actually outside. To move forward...is to retreat, and black...is white...it seems to be the door to death. The place is Shengmen..."

Feng Chenglin's face was confused: "You kid, didn't you just say that there is no life or death gate here? How come you have a life gate in the blink of an eye?"

Dingmiao looked at him with light in his eyes: "Haven't you figured it out yet?"

Feng Chenglin's MMP in his heart: What do you want to know? Find out about your uncle!

Until now, he still hasn’t understood what it is!

Dingmiao had a look of despair as "a child cannot be taught": "Shengmen, the place we left is right under our feet... Do you understand?"