Princess Against the World

Lu Ming involuntarily moved closer and lowered his voice: "What on earth did you see?"

"Mr. Lu, what do you want me to see?"

"..."

"I've seen everything you want me to see, and everything you don't want me to see!"

"...Brother Feng, what exactly do you want to say?"

"A big one, a small one, the big one is so big, the small one is so small," Feng Chenglin said while gesticulating with his hands, with a wicked look in his eyes: "Young Master Lu, you should have guessed what I am gesticulating. Bar?!"

Lu Ming indeed didn't guess anything, but this feeling was even worse.

"Brother Feng, what exactly are you going to say? What's the big one and the small one?"

"Don't Mr. Lu know?" Feng Chenglin's face was full of disappointment: "If this is the case, I'm afraid even if I say it, Mr. Lu won't understand, right?"

Lu Ming didn't answer for a while.

He lowered his eyes and did not look at Feng Chenglin. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Feng Chenglin clapped his hands and stood up: "Well, just pretend that I haven't been here and haven't said anything. There are some things. Not knowing is a blessing. Knowing it only adds trouble and is a burden!"

Seeing that he was about to walk out, Lu Ming called him again: "Brother Feng, stay!"

Feng Chenglin stood still, but did not turn around, still looking at the sky outside casually.

Lu Ming suppressed his temper: "If you want to say that, then... I can only guess!"

Feng Chenglin laughed, but still didn't answer, just rolled his eyes silently.

Lu Ming came over, stood beside him, and looked at his profile tentatively.

"Is the big one you're talking about a giant beast? A very, very big beast, a behemoth?"

Feng Chenglin tilted his head and half-smiled: "Master Lu, how big is the concept of this behemoth? I have never seen the world. The behemoth you are talking about is probably a little different from the behemoth I understand. Bar?"

Lu Ming had no choice but to point to the hall behind him: "Can such a huge beast be considered a behemoth?"

"If it's so big, it's indeed big enough," Feng Chenglin touched his chin thoughtfully: "But there are so many behemoths in this world, and they all have flesh all over them, and they all look quite scary... "

"The one I'm talking about looks a little special. For example... it has a lot of heads!"

While saying this, Lu Ming stared into Feng Chenglin's eyes, as if waiting for the pattern he wanted.

"Brother Feng, are you satisfied with this answer?"

"I'm a little bit satisfied. The guy I'm talking about has a lot of heads, and he's the kind that can't be killed!"

Feng Chenglin took a breath and made gestures with his hands.

"Do you know? We tried our best and didn't kill this guy. If your master hadn't appeared, we would have been exhausted by now!"

"You two?" Lu Ming's pupils shrank and his eyes changed color: I wonder... who are you two? "

Feng Chenglin was speechless: "Look at you, I'm talking to you about serious things, you always go to such trivial paths, can we still have a normal and pleasant chat?" What a day?"

This guy is indeed a bit unusual.

The two of them were chatting about Gulan, but his attention was entirely on Ling Luoyu.