That sentence is clearly slandering the real person of Changyang.

However, after this explanation, it automatically rose into words of praise.

"That woman" has become a compliment, and it is probably only Feng's surname can justify it!

For a moment, two people, four eyes, their eyes were extremely complicated.

Feng Chenglin looked at the two of them calmly, looking calm: "What, what I said is wrong? If what I said is wrong, you can accept anyone's rebuttal..."

He glanced at Ding Temple and suddenly curled the corners of his mouth, smiling so hard that he was not attentive.

"Ding Temple, you are also a man. From a man's perspective, do you say that this woman... likes men to treat them as sisters, or as a seductive woman?"

Dingmiao Adam's apple moved up and down, and she was in her heart - this kind of disgusting thing about flattery, just come by yourself, why bother to put him at the bottom!?

After thinking about it, I was very sincere and serious: "I think everyone has their own advantages... they have their own advantages..."

“…”

Feng Chenglin's smile froze, then he was completely released, giving him a thumbs up.

"You are better than me!"

Decision of the temple: "..."

Ling Luoyu shook his head and walked past him: "It turns out that those who are close to the vermilion are red, and those who are close to the ink are black. Your ability to learn and apply now... has a bright future!!"

Dean Temple: What are you doing?

Why are they all coming for him?

He was telling the truth after he was discretionary, why was he criticized like this?

Collect, what you said is OK, but what he said is wrong!?

It's simply unreasonable!

He rolled his eyes unhappily and followed Ling Luoyu.

Because it was a swamp, the footprints seemed very messy, one kick in the east and the other kick in the west, and there was no regularity, and even the three people walked along the way.

After walking for most of the day, I realized that they were walking in the curve of the zigzag "Zhi".

——On the surface, I looked like I had walked a lot, but in fact I didn’t take a few steps at all.

The most important thing is that I am still tired and half dying.

"San Young Master, let's continue looking like this? Look at this swamp, you can't see it at first glance... That guy doesn't know where he is hiding!"

"It won't be too far!" Ling Luoyu continued to walk forward, not anxious or impatient.

Ding Temple followed: "How do you determine Shao Huanyang's hiding place? It's not too far?"

"What do you think?" Ling Luoyu seemed to be smiling, looking around as he walked: "Didn't you find anything unusual?"

"This is a swamp, what else can there be unusual?" Feng Chenglin walked behind and complained unhappily: "Also, these swamps do not look like real swamps. Other swamps have water and roads. There are always some dry places to settle down, and some become small ditches, but what about here?"

Looking around, it turns out to be the same.

There is mud everywhere, and there is no dry place.

What I don't know is like standing on the sea.

Ding Temple had no intention of complaining like Feng Chenglin, and lowered his head and looked at the footprints under his feet.

Ling Luoyu must have discovered the clue, otherwise he would not have been so sure.

But why did he not find out at all?

Could it be that what else can be explained between these footprints?

"I don't understand very well. How can you conclude that Shao Huanyang must be not far from us?"

Isn't it just relying on these messy footprints?

"The water deposited by the footprints is still very turbid, which means that this person came here not long ago, but none of us saw it or even felt it... Why?"
Chapter completed!