Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu repeated the calling action over and over again, but still not a word jumped out from the stone.

Ling Luoyu was anxious: "You damn fat man, are you worried about me to death? If I'm not by your side for a while, you can go to the house and unveil the tiles... You have become more capable and can be the master of the house, right?"

But no matter what she said, the overlapping space was beyond reach.

She couldn't touch him, couldn't catch him, couldn't control him, couldn't do anything to him!

Although she was furious here, it was calm over there.

Ling Luoyu no longer cared about the troubles over Gu Lan's side, and could only dance here and call Feng Chenglin.

But what?

The result over and over again is that there is no result.

Just when Ling Luoyu was dancing so fast that he felt like he was about to pass.

"Rumble"

Suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, which seemed to be the prelude before the storm came.

The cold voice suddenly woke up Ling Luoyu.

She realized that she was a little distracted, and her consciousness completely woke up from the panic.

I looked at the stone again, but still no font appeared.

However, out of the corner of her eye, she also saw something familiar again.

--tornado! !

The tornado appeared again.

And with the appearance of the tornado, the aurora in front of him disappeared instantly.

Ling Luoyu: "..."

What the hell is going on? !

Mirror reaction, or a mirage?

Before I had time to figure out what was going on, I suddenly saw something that seemed to be thrown out of the tornado.

That thing was dark, small, and fell very fast.

It seems like - a person.

"Isn't it?"

Isn't it that fat guy Feng Chenglin? !

Ling Luoyu didn't have time to think about it, and quickly ran towards the direction of the falling black shadow.

Before he even got close, he saw the black figure getting up with a groan.

"Oh my god, you dropped me to death...Oh, okay, okay, I still have my clothes, otherwise my buttocks would be bare, which would be very embarrassing..."

Although the clothes were still there, they were torn into pieces and were in tatters.

In the final analysis, it just barely covers the key parts.

but--

"Damn fat man, it's really you..."

A sudden roar made him tremble with fright, his hands were trembling as he listed his moves, preparing to make a move.

But when he saw the person in front of him, he immediately burst out laughing, then rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and when he opened them again, he laughed again.

"Haha, Third Young Master, it's really you..."

The person who was thrown down was Feng Chenglin.

Before he finished speaking, Ling Luoyu punched him in the chest: "Damn fat man, what did I tell you? Didn't I tell you to stay here and not come in? You turned a deaf ear to my words, didn't you? ? I can't control you now, why...you want to go to heaven..."

Feng Chenglin rubbed his chest and grinned: "That's not what I am, isn't that what I am... I'm worried about you, so I just wanted to give it a try. Anyway, nothing will happen..."

He chuckled and pointed at the tornado.

"But to be honest, Third Young Master, if you go in, you need to wrap up your clothes a little stronger. Look at me, I'm torn to pieces, I'm almost unstoppable..."

"It's great if you can save your life!" Ling Luoyu threw all his clothes away angrily: "It's a life in vain!!"