Princess Against the World

As long as the Nine-headed Dragon is afraid, Feng Chenglin feels very happy: "There are only three of us here. If you are not afraid of us, are you still afraid of ghosts?"

"wrong……"

Suddenly, Ling Luoyu turned to look behind him, his eyes suddenly changed.

"It's not afraid of us, it's afraid of the people behind us..."

The three of them are just the fox pretending to be powerful.

What Kuzuryuu was afraid of was the pressure behind them.

Feng Chenglin was startled: "Is there anyone behind us?"

Even with his cultivation, he didn't feel there was anyone behind him.

Is Ling Luoyu lying to himself?

"Just because you can't see it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist!"

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank, and he suddenly grabbed his and Hua Tiechui's shoulders, dragging them into the realm of chaos without warning.

Before Hua Tiechui understood what was going on, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck and fainted.

Feng Chenglin stood unsteadily on his feet: "Third Young Master, what are you doing?"

There was no one behind them at all.

Is Ling Luoyu's reaction a bit excessive?

"Besides, it doesn't matter if you bring me in, what is this guy doing here?"

Hua Tiechui is just a dispensable passerby. Whether he is dead or alive, it means little to them.

Even if you leave him outside, it won't make any difference, so why bring him in?

"Because if he stays outside, he will undoubtedly die, but for now, his life is much more valuable than his death!"

Ling Luoyu looked at the chaotic illusion mirror with dark eyes, thoughtfully.

"Why is he here?"

"Who is it?" Feng Chenglin quickly looked at the Chaos Mirror.

But the mirror was as smooth as water and there was nothing there.

Feng Chenglin suddenly had an ominous premonition. He looked at Ling Luoyu with subtle eyes and opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to know how to speak. He hesitated in embarrassment.

Ling Luoyu didn't even need to turn to look at him, she could hear the subtle changes in his breathing.

"Damn fat man, just say what you have to say. Who are you showing that pretentious look to?"

"No, well, I don't mean anything else," Feng Chenglin coughed and looked at her cautiously: "Third Young Master, I, I just think...could it be you, could it be you? Some questions..."

Ling Luoyu looked at him suddenly and raised his eyebrows: "Is there something wrong with me?"

"No, no, no, I'm not saying there's something wrong with that part of yours, I'm just saying that there's something wrong with that one of yours..."

"Which one is mine?"

"That, that's it," Feng Chenglin smiled coquettishly and poked his head: "Could it be that you were poisoned, or attracted evil spirits, or for some other reason, that's why, Do you think someone wants to hurt us?"

He spat out the last sentence almost word for word, for fear of irritating Ling Luoyu by saying too much.

Unexpectedly, Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and smiled: "Damn fat man, what are you thinking? You don't think something happened to me, do you?"

"No, I'm not joking. Who are you? You are Ling Luoyu, the third young master of the Ling family. How could something happen to you? I just said that casually, so don't take it seriously..."

Having said that, Feng Chenglin was still cautious and kept smiling with him again.

"But, you said there was danger outside, but I didn't feel any danger at all..."