"Since the orders here are so strict, why are so many people gathering here?" Ling Luoyu interrupted them.

Along the way, she observed some people and found that their clothes, clothes, appearance, and skin colors were different.

The Divine Palace is the closest place to heaven after the gods.

It is said that this can better show the status of God Lord, almost shoulder to shoulder with God.

The sky is low and the air is dull, a bit like a plateau.

It is also because of this that the skin color of the locals here is generally red and black. People with fair skin like them can tell at a glance that they are from outside.

"Miss Ling, you are such a smart person, haven't you noticed the connection?" The old guest with a knife mysteriously kept him in a silence.

Feng Chenglin didn't like him: "You old guy, don't you have to take a slap again? Do you not know how to speak well?"

The old guest with the sword beat him up, very shameless and very upset: "You... look at you, you are so anxious and naughty. Wait a little later and the sound is louder, and the guards are coming to take you to the Beast City. What should you do!"

"You're still excited, right?" Feng Chenglin suddenly raised his hand and made a gesture to slap him hard.

The old guest with a knife was very tactful and immediately pointed to the telephone commentary on one side: "This is what the legend says. The more dangerous the place, the more you can get rich..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

No, the more dangerous the place, the safer it is?

They are all terrible, and they are still thinking about making money!

He hummed twice: "In our place, people like you are called for money and birds to die for food..."

The old guest with sword changed a little again: "Look at you... I said everything, don't say death, it's unlucky..."

"You're still perfunctory, are you?" Feng Chenglin was really upset: "Every time I ask you a question, I have to talk nonsense for a long time. What do you mean? I have to beat you up, right?"

It seems that he is really angry, and the old guest with the knife dare not provoke him again, so as not to really make him angry and beat him up again.

"What I just said is to lower my voice, on the one hand, because I don't want to alarm the guards so as not to cause trouble, and on the other hand, because of what they said..."

"I don't want to be known to outsiders!" Ling Luoyu suddenly interrupted him.

The old guest with the sword was stunned for a moment, and then nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, that's the reason... You guys say, this girl Ling is Miss Ling, I haven't said anything yet, you know, admire, admire..."

In terms of starting with the Rainbow Fart, if the old customer with a knife said second, no one dared to say first!

Along the way, Feng Chenglin was anxious and impatient when he heard it.

Seeing that he started slapping Rainbow fart again, he immediately slapped him: "Shut up!"

If you flatter when you encounter something, flatter when you encounter something. Can’t you tell me the truth?

His slap on the back of the old guest with a knife was strong and powerful. It sounded crisply and the other side attracted the attention of people around him.

At the same time, the two guards patrolling in the distance also looked here.

"You boy, I'll still do this next time..."

"Fat man!"

Before Feng Chenglin could finish his threatening words, Ling Luoyu was stopped.

At this time, Feng Chenglin also saw the guards coming over. It was difficult to continue making trouble, so he immediately lowered his voice: "I said, Laoke, this is what you are talking about... spend money to buy peace?!"
Chapter completed!