"What's wrong?"

"Tell me first, how many masters are available in our mercenary union..."

Feng Chenglin was stunned. He didn't understand what Ling Luoyu meant, but he quickly took the list and pointed out the personnel and cultivation level to her.

"San Young Master, is something wrong?!"

Feng Chenglin knew in his heart that if something hadn't happened, Ling Luoyu wouldn't care so much about the strength of the mercenary union.

"Prepare for the future!"

Ling Luoyu gave an explanation to Mo Ling Liangke.

She was not sure now that there would be many people who would covet the order of killing to come to trouble the mercenary union.

"Fatty, I'm useful to mobilize all the experts!"

"Ah? Oh!!"

"Also, I have a few letters, you can send someone to me immediately!!"

"OK!!"

Feng Chenglin turned around and wanted to go out, but finally couldn't help asking.

"San Young Master... Is this time a very troublesome thing?!"

Ling Luoyu shook his head slightly: "I don't know! It may be very troublesome, or it may be because I am mediocre and I have nothing..."

She is really not sure!

That killing may have stopped some people, but not everyone!

Ling Luoyu's nervousness and arrangement made Feng Chenglin nervous for more than a month.

Fortunately, nothing happened in a month, and he felt that things might not be as serious as he thought.

Hesitated in his heart, Feng Chenglin decided to ask Ling Luoyu for clarity.

When she knocked on the door of the study, she was kneeling in a chair, lying on the table and drawing something.

From a distance, it looks like a ghost drawing talisman, connected in a mess.

"San Master, what are you doing?!"

"Buzz!"

Before he finished speaking, he was straddled outside a spiritual force.

Ling Luoyu didn't raise his head and quickly collected the ghost painting talisman.

"Fatty man, don't you need to knock on the door when you enter?!"

Feng Chenglin complained: You entered my room, didn’t you knock on the door?!

Thinking that the passion that day was knocked out, he always felt uncomfortable.

These days, because he was busy with the arrangements with Ling Luoyu, he was unable to keep warm with Hao Qingyou.

Besides—

"I saw that the door of your study was open... so I didn't knock!"

Isn’t it just for people to come in casually when you open the door?!

Whose family is so pretentious that they are?!

"Where is Qingyou?!"

"She went out to buy something! She said that my room was too shabby and she wanted to redecorate it..."

Ling Luoyu paused his actions to clean up the ghost painting talisman and suddenly raised his eyes.

"She herself?!"

"Yes, for the past month, she has been going out by herself, familiar with her, and will not get lost!"

Deep in Ling Luoyu's black eyes, blue light flashed.

"Fatty, don't let Qingyou go out alone in the future!"

Feng Chenglin's face turned a little: "What's wrong?!"

He licked his lips dryly.

"San Master, tell me the truth. What happened to you when you went out this time?!"

"Nothing happened!"

Ling Luoyu responded lightly with a calm wind.

She didn't plan to let Feng Chenglin fall too deep.

The affairs of the demon race and the demon race are not something he can get involved!

He just needs to manage the mercenary union!

She has other arrangements for the killing order.

——

At the market, Hao Qingyou selected the fabric and needlework and wrapped it carefully happily.

She has been choosing these fabrics for a few days and is preparing to make a robe for Feng Chenglin.

After collecting the things, she turned around and wanted to leave, but saw a person coming slowly from the other side, blocking her way.
Chapter completed!