Feng Chenglin's heart beat inexplicably, and he understood what Ling Luoyu meant: "You...you mean, the reason why these thorns... are so crazy is because...I..."

He suddenly lowered his head, looked at the wooden bracelet on his wrist, and his mind moved slightly.

Outside the barrier, the madness of the thorns obviously slowed down.

Ling Luoyu turned his head and tried harder with his fingertips: "Let's go again... these thorns are controlled by the bracelet! But the bracelet is controlled by your mind! Whatever you do, the bracelet will think of, and the thorns will be like... So, fat man..."

The reason why those thorns were so irritable just now was because Feng Chenglin's inner demon.

In his heart, because of the words that the second son said before, an invisible inner demon formed.

Now, when he is in the scene, his inner demons are even more serious.

And under the refraction of the bracelet, the thorns are so crazy.

With Ling Luoyu's guidance, Feng Chenglin's mind has improved a lot and gradually calmed down.

"San Young Master, I'll try..."

Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward and suddenly raised his wrist.

"Get out..."

With the thoughts, the thorns slowly stretched to both sides and finally made a way out.

"San Young Master... let's go..."

Feng Chenglin did not dare to relax and signaled Ling Luoyu to leave first, but he calmly retreated out of the city step by step.

It was not until he withdrew more than ten steps and was completely separated from the thorns that Feng Chenglin let out a long breath, and his whole body was soaked in sweat in an instant as if he was exhausted.

"The third young master...is scared me to death..."

He raised his wrist and looked at the bracelet.

"I was afraid that I would have a thought... so I would have a candied haws myself..."

In his heart, there was always a fear, that his body was strung up by thorns and hung high in the air for public display.

He raised his hand to take off the bracelet, but Ling Luoyu pressed it down with one hand.

"What are you doing..."

"I'll give it back to you..." Feng Chenglin raised his head in shock: "You...you don't really want to give it to me completely, right?!"

"This thing is of no use to me, but it is different for me!"

Ling Luoyu turned off his sleeve and put on the bracelet.

"Save it... maybe at what time, it will have unexpected results!"

Although she has no experience in magical weapons and weapons, things that can be carried by the temple and can control thorns are definitely not vulgar things.

For her, this thing is like a useless thing. It’s not a pity that there are many of them, but for Feng Chenglin, it’s completely different.

Maybe at any time, it will be his life.

Feng Chenglin no longer pretentiously and took the bracelet with ease: "Then... Third Young Master, are we going back to Mr. Tang now?!"

"No!! It's me going back!!"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and looked at the bracelet on Feng Chenglin's wrist.

"With Mr. Tang's eyesight, you can tell what this is at a glance..."

"Three Young Master..."

Feng Chenglin's smile restrained a little.

"You... do you distrust Mr. Tang?!"

"I only trust you and Mo Xuanchen!!"

Ling Luoyu's answer was very straightforward.

"For me, no one else can trust it completely..."

How can she trust it!?

Mr. Tang’s purpose of asking her to come here is not simply, how can she trust him anymore?!

You know, there are Yan Qingzi and Mo Xuanchen between her and Mr. Tang!!

In terms of selfishness, she could not believe him completely!

"Fatty, if I go alone... I can still get out when I see the momentum is wrong!"
Chapter completed!