Princess Against the World

"We are two grown men, but we can't see anything. Could it be that this well is still a bit... patriarchal, looking down on us men, and only you women can see it?" Feng Chenglin's imagination once again ran wild. self.

"It shouldn't be that exaggerated..." Ling Luoyu thought of something: "I suspect... the reason why only I can see this well is because of Gu Lan..."

"...Who?!" Feng Chenglin cried out, "That guy...he, what's wrong with him??"

"Didn't he create this Wandering Soul World? Then no one must know the rules of the game better than him. He must know under what circumstances he can see this well... So, He drugged me...purpose..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly took a breath of cold air and his eyes lit up instantly.

"I understand. We have always thought that Gu Lan poisoned me, which is why my cultivation was restricted. And we also took it for granted that after entering here, someone would give us the antidote, but in fact …Gu Lan’s ultimate goal was probably just to let me see this blood well, so…he poisoned me!”

"But why?"

Although he knew he couldn't see anything, Feng Chenglin couldn't help but stretched out his head and glanced at the stone several times.

"Could it be...that there's something in this blood well?"

It's so mysterious and painstaking, but it's not just to tell them that there is a mysterious and strange blood well here, right? !

An evil smile appeared at the corner of Ling Luoyu's mouth: "I don't know, but I know that there is someone... who must know!"

"who!?"

Ling Luoyu did not answer, but looked behind him in the direction of the village.

Feng Chenglin instantly understood: "...that old man, that old man...he told us that there is a well here for me to draw water from. If he didn't know about the blood well, how could he know that there was one here?" Where’s the well?!”

"...So, Fatty! Take our loot with you! Return!!"

"okay!"

Feng Chenglin instantly regained his energy, picked up the bucket, and ran back quickly.

At this time, there were not many people in the village. There were only a few people sitting there scatteredly who seemed to be watching the excitement.

Seeing the three of them returning, they all stood up delicately.

When they saw clearly what Feng Chenglin was holding, someone immediately turned around and ran back.

After a while, the old man was supported by someone and walked out quickly.

Judging from his actions, he also seemed agitated, and his hand on crutches was visibly shaking.

At Ling Luoyu's signal, Feng Chenglin placed a bucket of blood in the middle of the road, then retreated to her side, standing with his hands behind his back, looking arrogant.

The old man stopped in front of the bucket of blood, and his breathing seemed to have stopped halfway. His whole body was shaking like chaff, and a whimpering sound came from his throat. He didn't know whether it was due to phlegm or excited crying.

Feng Chenglin approached Ling Luoyu: "Third Young Master, tell me...if this old man died of excitement without being able to breathe, then we don't know anything anymore..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man suddenly let out a "cluck" and fell backwards.

Fortunately, the person behind him had quick eyes and quick hands and quickly supported him, preventing him from falling.

Jin Dashi and Ling Luoyu looked at Feng Chenglin at the same time, their expressions...