"Then I won't drink..."

Before Angkor could finish his words, Ling Luoyu's laughter reached his ears.

"The second bowl just now is called...broken soup, okay?"?

Angkor: "…"

He understood that these people were just playing with him and looking for happiness.

What kind of cut off soup, Mengpo soup, shit!

Isn’t it just a fun thing to send him out from that ghost place?

But... I dare not speak out if I dare to be angry.

Especially after passing through the ice and snow, the feeling of being on the verge of death, the desire to survive is even stronger.

Before Ling Luoyu could speak again, he knelt at Ling Luoyu's feet with a "thump".

"Miss, I know, you...it doesn't make much sense whether you kill me or not... I'm just a little ant, I can't die, and I won't lose much to you. Why do you have to die? I can't guarantee... I'm alive, and I can still have unexpected effects on you?"

"Gululu"

Feng Chenglin's mouth rinsing sounded out of place, breaking Angkor's despair cry.

The others turned around and looked at it in an instant—

“…”

Different expressions.

Feng Chenglin held a sip of water and bulged his mouth, and stopped there with a stiffness.

After a moment—

"Gudong"

I swallowed it, but I coughed choked.

"No, ahem...what do you think I'm doing?"

Those eyes were not friendly, and the people were feeling scared.

He looked at Angkor, and he understood what everyone meant, and he immediately smiled embarrassedly.

"He cried, he begged him, I... said my mouth, we... didn't seem to be next to anything, right?"

Why do you all look at him with your eyes?

It seemed as if he had destroyed some ritual!

He glanced at Ling Luoyu's eyes, raised his eyebrows, and walked over with understanding.

"What kind of life do you think I'm going to be?"

He sat down at the table, clapped his hands, and signaled five to get up.

"You just said that you are alive and die just use it... To be honest, I really don't think so!"

Angkor Ben was about to stand up suddenly, hesitated for a while, and then slowly knelt down.

To be honest, I feel that I still have some vitality when I kneel there.

If you stand up... it's a dead end!

"Brother, this matter... I can tell you, I am still very useful..."

Angkor's eyes wandered over several people, trying to find information that was beneficial to him.

"I know that you will not come to the temple for no reason. You must have something to ask for... Maybe I have some effect on what you ask for..."

"You? What can you do?"

Feng Chenglin crossed his legs and was very leisurely.

"Aren't you just a little patrol guard? To be honest, I really haven't found out what kind of function can you do..."

"My role is so great. I can be your guide... Inner city and outer city, I can basically know which one is right with my eyes closed... I grew up here and have been a patrol guard for so many years. No one knows the terrain here better than me. I can take you to many places..."

"Yes!" Feng Chenglin nodded seriously: "I think so much... it makes sense!"

Turning his head, he looked at the others: "What do you think?"

Laoke and Jin Daniu had no idea what kind of play he was singing, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense. They could only lower their heads hunchedly, not expressing themselves.
Chapter completed!