Feng Chenglin Yun waved his hand lightly and casually: "You don't know that Mr. Tang, right? You always do whatever you want..."

Ling Luoyu looked at him with a helpless look: "Fatty..."

This explanation is a bit too far-fetched.

Feng Chenglin rubbed his nose: "Then, maybe he felt that Mo Xuanchen would come back in a few days and would meet you. At that time, he would also see his grandmother like that, for fear that he would be angry and sad. Therefore, in order to avoid him being angry and sad,... they would avoid seeing each other and leave without hesitation!"

Ling Luoyu just looked at him and didn't say anything.

This is the best possibility that the two of them can think of at present.

But, this is just their wishful thinking, best thing.

The worst thing is that no one of them thinks about it.

Feng Chenglin coughed: "Actually, we don't have to think about the worst. What kind of cultivation is Mr. Tang. You and I know the best. With his skill like this, only those who can't think of it will come to cause trouble for him in a brainless way!"

"If someone is asking for trouble, I will naturally not worry. Your Mr. Tang's ability will never let those people get it. What I worry about is..."

"Are you afraid... the person who hurt the Mo family grandmother like that?"

This person's cultivation is extremely high, so high that even Mo Xishu dared not tell his name.

I believe Mr. Tang will not be his opponent.

Otherwise, she would definitely tell Mr. Tang that he would avenge himself.

The two of them looked at each other tacitly, and realized the seriousness of the matter. They quickly turned around and carefully checked the surroundings again, and then they calmed down a little.

Although the surroundings were messy, there were no signs of fighting, just like the people here were hurriedly leaving after cleaning up the gold, silver and fines.

"Okay, you can rest assured. Without a fight, it is also good news among bad news!" Feng Chenglin breathed a sigh of relief and teased him easily.

Ling Luoyu was still a little uneasy: "That's right, there is no bad news, it's good news, but we two became lonely again and were abandoned by them again!"

The two of them are always supporting each other.

Even Mo Xuanchen put her aside because of those unscrupulous things.

Feng Chenglin jokingly snapped his fingers: "If we are together, we are not alone. Besides, there are many people who have been abandoned by us, for example..."

"Dong!"

A dull collision suddenly came, interrupting his words.

He turned around and looked out the door with some confusion: "Why do I feel like this sound... is a little dull, weird?"

It sounds like a drum sound, but the drum sound is too dull.

It was like rolling from the distant horizon, nothingness and irrelevance, but it fell into their ears.

"Do you have a feeling that the drum sounds like it comes from outside?"

While saying that, he walked into the yard and looked around with his head raised.

Ling Luoyu was exactly the opposite of him. He lowered his head and looked at his feet: "Did you feel it just now?"

"...What do you feel? Not...you should have heard it?" Feng Chenglin realized that the word Ling Luoyu used was wrong.
Chapter completed!