"Bloody battle?" Ling Luoyu stared calmly: "Why is it a blood battle?"

"You still have to ask? You must have touched someone's reverse scale... I guess, even if you don't have a deep hatred like Zhao Sheng, you will have to die and die!"

Feng Chenglin closed his eyes, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

"Where is he, if he is more sensible, he will see that he is not our opponent, and he may be more relaxed, otherwise he will have to do something with real swords and guns... What's your life? I stayed up all night last night and had to continue fighting tonight. No, I have to sleep for a while, otherwise, I can't guarantee that when will I sleep comfortably..."

Ling Luoyu had not finished a sip of tea, but his breathing sound had become heavier, and he was snoring slightly.

She looked to the backyard with a side look, probably early, so she simply closed the door panel, picked up a book, and waited for someone while drinking tea.

I was so confused that I didn't know how long I slept, but Feng Chenglin realized that he had fallen asleep on the table.

Ling Luoyu lit an oil lamp and read leisurely at night.

"If I hadn't set up a little barrier, your snoring would have scared away everyone in this half of the town!"

"I'm still snoring while sleeping?" Feng Chenglin rubbed his eyes, moved his hands and feet and laughed a little embarrassedly: "You said, why didn't I know there was this problem?"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "What do you think?"

Who can hear yourself snoring while sleeping!?

Spectral?

Feng Chenglin scratched his head and looked outside: "It's dark this day, where is that old man? Could it be that we are coming in a fierce manner and feel that we are not our opponents, so we ran away from behind?"

"If he wanted to leave, he would have left long ago. How could he wait until now? Besides, the things in the well made him dare not leave like this!"

"Then..." Feng Chenglin's expression suddenly became very strange, and he subconsciously looked at the back kitchen: "No... he is not still torturing the Zhao surnamed now, right?"

It's been a day!

If the Zhao surnamed is still alive, then I will probably regret it - I will not be able to stop my life!

Otherwise, I would not have been tortured until now, and it is not over yet!

"San Young Master, why don't we... let's go over and take a look?"

"What are you looking at?" Ling Luoyu leisurely turned over a page of the book: "If you are curious, go and take a look... This day has gone. If Zhao Sheng is still alive, do you think... he is still able to see his current situation?"

According to the old shopkeeper, he wanted to treat Zhao Sheng well!

"San Young Master, you are not saying...that old man really knows that Zhao Sheng, right?" Feng Chenglin felt a little depressed.

Kill someone, he can!

But if he uses that kind of method to others, he really can't do it!

"He has hatred in his heart..." Ling Luoyu's eyes were slightly sunk.

Human nature is inherently good!

No one is born evil!

It’s just that what happened the day after tomorrow has changed their minds!

"It's also... the hatred of destroying the relatives and clans! Speaking of which, if Zhao Sheng was swallowed alive, he couldn't relieve the resentment in his heart... But, are we just waiting here like this?" Feng Chenglin looked out the window: "What time is this? If we wait like this, when will we have to wait?"

Ling Luoyu doesn’t know when he has to wait!

It depends on when the old shopkeeper’s hatred towards Zhao Sheng will be eliminated!
Chapter completed!