"Sacrifice?" Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank in an instant, and he looked at the backs of Li Dong and Zhao Xi thoughtfully: "Sacrifice!! Yes, isn't the Great God Temple just a...sacrifice mouth?"

"…San Master, what were you talking about?"

"... Although these two people are not credible, what they said is that the population of the Great Temple is missing may be true!"

"...Damn, you suspect...those missing people were brought here by monks from the Great Temple and made a sacrifice?"

"I can't explain the specificity clearly. It's just a kind of intuition, but I'm sure that those missing people must have a certain connection with the reason why we are trapped here, and this connection... should be these iron trees!"

The more Feng Chenglin heard it, the colder he felt his spine: "No, the third young master is so brain-consuming, let's think about it when we are idle. Now I'll think about it, how to get out of trouble and how to leave here. I really don't want to stay here at all!"

Although there was no pain on his hands, he always felt that the fluffy little claws were taking root and sprouting in his body.

He was afraid that the next second, those little paws would reach their hearts and suck them dry blood and turn them into a skeleton.

The more I thought about it, the more I became more and more scared. Feng Chenglin couldn't help but shivered and suddenly became anxious to pee.

...Damn it!!

They are all going to die, and they still have such thoughts?

But sometimes it's so weird.

The more he wanted to suppress this idea, the more the idea took root in his mind and could not be suppressed.

The more you become, the more anxious you will be.

Feng Chenglin had no choice but to twist around like an earthworm.

Ling Luoyu was thinking about ways to get out of trouble, and suddenly saw that his face was wrong: "Fatty, what's wrong with you? Did those things do anything to you?"

She didn't feel anything at all.

But Feng Chenglin is sweating profusely now, and moving around there, it is easy to remind people that he is now controlled by his fluffy claws.

Feng Chenglin wanted to explain, but he felt embarrassed, so he could only bite the bullet and shake his head.

"fine……"

"Then why are you so white?"

"I'm really fine!"

"You're sweating profusely, it's okay?"

"fine……"

“…fat man?”

Little did they know that the more Feng Chenglin emphasized that he was fine, the more Ling Luoyu felt that he was fine.

"If you have something, you must tell me!"

While saying that, she reached out to touch Feng Chenglin.

But Feng Chenglin seemed to be furious and waved his hand quickly: "Don't touch me, I'm fine, I'm really fine..."

In the extremely cold weather, coupled with psychological anxiety and unavoidable anxiety, he really couldn't hold back.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine, just, there's something, a little urgency to pee..."

Ling Luoyu's hand will be in the air in an instant.

Although they have experienced life and death, they can be considered to be sharing life and death.

However, such matters involving privacy are still tacitly avoiding each other.

Now that she suddenly heard this topic, she still didn't react.

But soon, she smiled: "Why are you thinking that the big deal? Now that I can't leave, you can solve it on the spot. Are you afraid that I will peek at you?"

While saying that, she turned her head and signaled Feng Chenglin to continue.
Chapter completed!