"Ding Temple, did you hear... anything happening?"

In such an environment, the human nerves are originally tense.

After hearing his question, Ding Temple felt like he almost jumped up.

"What's wrong? What did you hear?"

"No!"

Two simple words.

The clouds are calm and the wind is light.

Decision of the temple: "..."

What are you saying without you?

At this time, is it going to scare people to say such things?

Feng Chenglin didn't notice that Ding Temple was about to tear his eyes, and turned around to continue.

"Let's go..."

Dingmiao was pulled by the belt, and his feet slipped and he almost fell down.

Subconsciously, he glanced at his feet.

Feng Chenglin ignored it: "When you came here before, it was like this... there was no sound, like a dead place..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Dingmiao walking past him.

The little step was quite enchanting.

Feng Chenglin: "??"

What does this guy mean?

Is the drama genius the body or the wrong - the soul possessed!?

Why is this walking posture?

Seeing that, I didn't dare to disturb me too much, so I had to pull my belt.

"Ding the temple?"

Dingmiao finally stopped and wretched his head: "Look at the foot!"

Under your feet!?

What's wrong with your feet?

Feng Chenglin lowered his head and looked at his feet. Although his eyesight was not good, he could see clearly.

Under their feet were soft and dry vines.

Stepping on it is like stepping on a carpet, soft.

"This is the green algae vine, which grew from Sanchun Lake. When I came here in the early years, they were still vigorous green and surrounded by Sanchun Lake. From a distance, they looked like a green prairie, while Sanchun Lake was like a pearl, embedded in green ribbons... The scenery is one of the few beautiful scenery I have seen in my life..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Then what!?

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is blocked by the fog and you can’t see anything!

besides--

"Ding Temple, have you... discovered something wrong? Or... something wrong with you?"

Otherwise, why do you do these feelings?

"You haven't noticed that these green algae vines have withered, right?" Dingmiao squatted down and signaled Feng Chenglin to come over: "Even if you are not dead, you will still be half dead!"

Feng Chenglin was in the mist on his forehead: "...What does this immortal have to do with us...?"

It was already this time, and he was still concerned about the life and death of Qingyao Vine.

"After the Qinglao Vine dies, it will die. After we step on it, it will sink and will not bounce again... In this way, our footprints will be left behind, and they will be branded to directly track our whereabouts!"

After saying this, Feng Chenglin realized that behind him was indeed a series of footprints.

If you are interested, follow their footprints and you can come over.

but--

Does this matter?

"If you have footprints, you have footprints. With such a huge fog, it is not easy for those Zhou family members to find us through footprints..."

Even after following the footprints, they were still wary of it.

"These fogs have given us resistance and caused trouble to them... First of all, I can't see us..."

Feng Chenglin said leisurely, but Ding Temple shook his head slightly with his eyes incorrect.

"What I'm worried about is not from the Zhou family..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Not from the Zhou family!?
Chapter completed!