Without caring about water all over his body, Feng Chenglin walked quickly to Ling Luoyu, grabbed her wrist, and pulled it behind him, staring at Mo Xuanchen with sharp eyes and lowered his voice.

"I warn you not to attack my brother! Otherwise, I will make you look good!"

Mo Xuanchen was playing with lip picking, and wanted to make a few jokes, but Ling Luoyu had already dragged Feng Chenglin to one side.

"Fatty, why are you trying to get so hard!?"

She knew that Feng Chenglin was doing it for her good.

But the more he treats her, the more vinegar Mo Xuanchen will be.

Therefore, she must show her calmness and not worry about Feng Chenglin.

Feng Chenglin opened his mouth and finally disappeared the suppression. He stumbled in dissatisfaction.

"I just feel that that man is not kind to you! Third Young Master, you have to stay away from him..."

"It's okay!" Ling Luoyu blinked playfully: "Fatty, are you still worried about my cultivation level?"

She patted Shangfeng Chenglin's shoulder heavily and was full of confidence.

"Don't worry! Since ancient times, only I, Ling Luoyu, earned others' advantages, will it be the other person's turn to get free from me?! I won't suffer any loss..."

Before he finished speaking, a commotion suddenly came from one side.

"Someone is here!"

The sharp-eyed man pointed to the underground river.

Above the river, are five small wooden boats carved into the shape of the other side of the shore.

On each wooden boat, there are two women in black veil and black robe.

The wooden boats drifted with the flow, as if carrying dead souls.

Looking at the dark girl who was covering her face with a black gauze, Feng Chenglin glared: "Huh?! Who is this? Why does it look like a person is not a human or a ghost?!"

Ling Luoyu played with lip picking: "It's a girl from the underworld!"

They came after all.

"My Demon? What is it?"

Fatty Feng was abused in the martial arts hall that day, so he went back to rest after coming out, so he knew nothing about the affairs of the Nether Girl.

With a stuttering voice, Feng Chenglin looked like he was owing a small expression: "In this dark place, they also have to use black veil to cover their faces! Are you afraid that ghosts will scare them away when they see them?!"

Ling Luoyu smiled: "I thought they were afraid that after taking the veil, the ghost would be even scared away..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

This guy is even more sarcastic than her!!!

Elder Wucheng led the people forward, his eyes cold: "Ming Baibing, the emperor has an order. For the sake of the female mistress of the Ming Dynasty, I can give you a share of the pie! However, the premise is that we are not allowed to snatch our resources!"

Ming Baibing smiled indifferently: "This is natural. I have said a long time ago. We are just picking up the miscellaneous child left by your Lundao Academy! Isn't this too much!?"

She greeted the other women on the side to rest. Since the circle, she has been silently adjusting her breath, solemn and solemn.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help but be shocked: "It seems that the mistress of the Nether Girl is quite awesome... She can actually make our Lord nod and allow them to get involved!"

Du Kongli smiled a little gossipedly: "What do you know? The mistress of the Nether Girl was once the No. 1 beauty in the world... Our Supreme Master might also be one of her pursuers back then! Now, because of the love between them, we are just going to have a look at the internet..."

The two guys hit it off and talked about some love affairs there, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

Ling Luoyu looked at Mo Xuanchen beside him with evil eyes: "I can't tell that our master is very pitying! I wonder if it's because of what they said, it's hard to let go of his old love... Tie Gongji, you think, how beautiful this mistress of the underworld girl can be?!"

Mo Xuanchen: "..."

If it weren't for the many people's eyes, he would have strangled Du Kongli and Feng Chenglin to death!
Chapter completed!