Ling Luoyu didn't care: "Didn't you get a lot of gold, silver and jewelry from Master Lu Ming? Just wait and pay them a little later!"

Feng Chenglin felt a little annoyed: "I got it with my ability..."

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Didn't you demolish someone's teahouse based on your ability?"

Feng Chenglin:...It seems that it is also true!!

That being said, but since the gold, silver and jewelry are in your own hands, they are your own.

Now I have to take it out with both hands and give it to others, and I am a little unwilling to accept it.

At that moment, while fighting back, he muttered in a low voice: "If I had known this, I would have asked for a little more at that time. I should have converted all these losses into it!"

Ling Luoyu smiled with a glimpse of his eyes: "Don't worry, when we finish the fight, we will distinguish the winner and lose. Lu Ming saw your strength and would definitely buy you with a lot of money. By then, you will speak up at the lion, it wouldn't be too late!"

Feng Chenglin immediately smiled and was in a good mood: "This is a good word. What will it be like at that time? The price is not my final say?!"

The battle with Ling Luoyu was the result of their discussion.

Because they knew very well, Lu Ming would not trust them so easily, but he would not put their two powerful tools in vain and not use them.

If they think from the perspective of others, if they are Lu Ming, the best choice at this time is to reuse one of them.

In this way, the two of them will not be able to make a comeback.

If this continues, you will lose your mind.

In this way, Lu Ming can use it with confidence.

That's why they cooperated with Lu Ming to act like a "rebel" drama.

As for why that teahouse was destroyed, it was entirely because of the plot.

Only by making things as big as possible and making everyone knows it, Lu Ming will believe it more.

Now it seems that things have been done almost.

The two of them winked each other, and Feng Chenglin suddenly exerted force, and the beast-shaped power exploded. The whirlwind condensed into a ball and hit the soul blade fiercely.

The soul blade flew backwards and flew back to Ling Luoyu's hand.

Gravity attacked her body, and Ling Luoyu was knocked away heavily.

When he turned to the ground, a thread of blood emerged from the corner of his mouth.

Dingmiao was a little unsure: "...These two guys really turned against each other, why are they still bleeding?"

Ling Luo raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, lowered his eyes, glanced at the blood on his hands, raised his head coldly, and stared at Feng Chenglin.

"Fatty, you have really grown your skills now, and even I can get bleeding."

Feng Chenglin had the expression of not being able to slap, and was very proud: "It is really not easy to be able to get the praise from you, the Third Young Master. For so many years, I have been shrouded in your glory. People in the world only know that you, Ling Luoyu, do not know that I, Feng Chenglin exists!"

He patted his chest heavily, looking full of energy.

"Now, can I be able to do this battle...what do that?"

He winked at the eyes, as if he was thinking hard, and then smiled.

"Yes, I became famous in one battle! Now, I can also be considered a famous in one battle, right?"

Ling Luoyu Tamsui looked at you without hesitation at the eyeliner around you: "Don't think that you are now appreciated by Lu Ming, he is just trying to use you!"

"Aren't you using me?" Feng Chenglin smiled disdainfully: "For you, am I just being used?"
Chapter completed!