Dingmiao responded casually: "Who is Hao Qingyou?"

"His wife!"

Decision of the temple: "..."

After the wind fell, the scorching heat came to his body instantly.

For a moment, I regretted it: "I had known that I would have asked for some ice with the third young master."

As the heat was burning, his clothes seemed to be about to burn, which made him feel uncomfortable all over. He simply used both hands to tear open his shirt, put on his shirtless, and threw him down.

"Chi Chi"

When the clothes encountered slurry, a small flame rose in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, the smoke disappeared.

Feng Chenglin cursed and signaled that the ropes should be placed downwards.

He knew his role, that is, the vanguard, and the vanguard, and did not expect him to really find an outlet, but to test the reaction of Changyang Zhenren.

——If there is no outlet, the woman will definitely be waiting to watch the show calmly.

But if you find the exit, Changyang Zhenren will definitely be unable to hold back and will definitely make trouble.

She finally trapped them a few of them, how could she give them a chance to escape?

Besides, there is also a very important Shao Huanyang here.

Therefore, as long as you see Changyang Zhenren interjecting, it means that they are really close to the exit.

And this is Ling Luoyu’s plan.

As the first chess piece, Feng Chenglin made it so perfunctorily.

Not long after, he flew up and took advantage of the bulge on the rock wall to get up with the force.

"No, it's too hot..."

He wiped the sweat that rolled into his eyes and sat on the ground.

"I suggest you, when you go down, it's best to use ice first, otherwise you will feel like you are being roasted on the fire...that taste..."

After thinking about it, I gave a word for summary - it's cool!!

"I'll do it." Dingmiao also took off his outer cloak, leaving only a middle cloak, tied the rope around his waist, and looked at the side of the Gu insect meaningfully.

Ling Luoyu understood: "It doesn't matter, we are there!"

Dingmiao jumped down, and Feng Chenglin grabbed the rope at the right time, wrapped it around his waist, and grabbed it vigorously.

The body of the Ding Temple below paused and calmly descended.

Shao Huanyang came over and looked down: "Do you don't believe me, or do you think you are really lucky?"

He glanced at Feng Chenglin with a clear provocative look in his eyes.

Feng Chenglin met his gaze without hesitation: "Luck is not something you can have as long as you want. You have to touch it. I can't guarantee that one of the three of us will meet..."

Before the words were finished—

"Miss Ling..."

The sound of the temple was heard from below.

Ling Luoyu, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped down and fell down on the shoulders of Ding Temple like a feather.

"Finished?"

"Not sure, but..."

"There is no heat wave..." Ling Luoyu quickly realized something was wrong.

Their place should be the kind of heat waves that are rolling and people are sweating profusely.

However, wherever my hands reach, there was a section that seemed to be made into hollow, with no one having any heat.

"It's here..."

Ling Luoyu flew down, stood side by side with Ding Temple, looked at each other, tacitly speaking.

At this moment, the space suddenly vibrated.

In the scene, Feng Chenglin's roar came: "Fuck...what?"

The space vibrated again.

Shao Huanyang's voice followed, trembling: "It's the shadow of an insect!"

"What insect shadow?"

"It's the little bug you encountered outside..."

"That's fine..." Feng Chenglin was obviously relieved.
Chapter completed!