Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin snuggled up to each other, like two people who caught the last straw.

"You can take her away, but... but I have to accompany her, otherwise... you will step over my...my body..."

Feng Chenglin said this very strongly.

But the dodging eyes and my timid tone didn't look like a powerful rhythm.

This also made the two disciples look at each other and smile.

"This person is quite interesting..."

"Since he begged so much, you might as well promise him once, how about you?"

"Okay, we are idle anyway, so it doesn't matter if he has fun!"

“…”

The two of them talked to themselves, as if they were discussing, tilting their heads and calling Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin to follow them.

The two supported each other, leaving tremblingly, looking a little scared.

"San Young Master, why do I feel something is wrong?"

"You feel it too?"

"Why didn't these people stand up and say justice?"

"The premise of saying justice must be to have the capital to be a good person!"

“…this is exactly what I worry about!”

“…”

These days, even though the two yamen have not won the hearts of the people, at least no one wants to kill them.

Moreover, now that Ling Luoyu has entered the Wrath of Thunder again, it will naturally become a hot commodity.

But, it was such a hot piece. When he was pinned and bullied by that real disciple of Lao Shizi, no one came to stand up for the uproar.

——You must know that this can bring closer feelings to them and get the opportunity to get the information they want.

However, no one wants to seize this opportunity.

They stood like that, watching Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin being taken away with scruples.

"San Young Master, this time we... have we gotten into a big trouble by hitting the iron plate?"

“…It seems like it is!”

Ling Luoyu was also in a heavy mood.

Feng Chenglin glanced at her and sighed for a long time: "Did you think you were lifting a stone and hitting yourself in the foot?"

"Shut up!"

“…”

Compared with the two arrogant disciples, Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin were like rats in a bellows and were stalked into the old ancestral hall.

And after the two men disappeared—

The people outside suddenly looked at me, and I looked at you, with different expressions and thoughts.

"Someone just said, that little girl... is from the Zhao family?"

"I also heard it all, it seems to be related to what's in it."

"She won't have actually been in?"

"Who can know this kind of thing?"

"All the disciples of Changyang Zhenren have come forward, maybe the matter is credible!"

"...By the way, where is Shao Huanyang? Why didn't you see that kid?"

"I can't guarantee that I will go to find Changyang Zhenren!"

"The Lord of God is also good enough. There are so many disciples, and no one is good at sects, but I sent him..."

"Yes, I don't know if he is determined to win or walk the motions as he pleases!"

"...You said, could it be that the Lord of God knew that no one could succeed, but he also sent Shao Huan and Yang Guo to do something on the scene?"

"You should say less... If someone named Shao heard it, it will be not only you but we will be in trouble!"

"No matter what he is, just go in and take a look?"

“…”

He said that he went in and took a look, but in fact, no one was willing to go in first.
Chapter completed!