Chapter 4802: this sense

Nowadays, all the crimes are on his head and blame him for not saying it!

Don't you dare not to be more reasonable? !

I had known this, it was better not to say it just now!

Before the complaint in my heart was over, I felt Feng Chenglin grabbed his arm and threw it heavily on the ground.

"Three young masters, are you okay?"

Zhao Sheng was hurt all over when he was thrown, and he was slandered in his heart-I have something!

Ling Luoyu was observing something on the street and replied absently, "It's okay, what's the matter?"

"This kid Zhao Sheng said, this is the place where the descendants of ancient ancestors lived..."

"What?" Ling Luoyu lost his voice.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Why?

As for such a big reaction?

"Zhao Sheng said...this is the place where the descendants of ancient ancestors lived, and his main task in Puppet Mountain was actually to secretly supervise this place..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Feng Chenglin disdainfully rolled his eyes: "What are you afraid of? This black lamp is blinded in the middle of the night... Are you afraid that someone will jump out and beat you up?"

"...I'm not afraid of violent beatings, let's... It's better to keep a low profile... You say yes, Mr. Ling?"

Unfortunately, the current Mr. Ling didn't pay attention to his thoughts at all, and his eyes wandered around the town.

"Fatty man, did you feel anything when you came in just now?"

"What?" Feng Chenglin looked around suspiciously.

He felt nothing.

"Just now I...I just looked for you, worried about your safety, and I didn't feel anything wrong..."

Looking at Zhao Sheng, he was also at a loss.

"Three young masters, you...what's wrong?"

"Don't you feel it?" Ling Luoyu stared at the two with slightly different eyes.

With that look, Feng Chenglin's heart trembled.

"No, Third Young Master, you... just tell me what you have to say, don't look at me like this... I'm a little vain in what you see..."

Ling Luoyu had no words, but turned around and wanted to head to the end of the street.

Feng Chenglin quickly followed up: "Three young masters, where are we going now?"

"do not know!"

"……do not know?"

I don't know what it is?

Is it just walking aimlessly like this?

"Three Masters..."

Feng Chenglin chased after two steps, only to find that Zhao Shengzheng was shrinking at the root of the wall with a painful look.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go!"

"...Oh..." Zhao Sheng responded boredly.

He wants to go too!

I want to keep up too!

But he himself was injured, and he was thrown to the ground so vigorously just now, old injuries and new pains, how can he bear it! ?

"Um... where is Mr. Ling going?"

"Haven't you heard? I don't know!"

do not know?

Then when will he have to follow them with his wounded body?

In the silent and dark night, three people walked on the street as if they were wandering, and the sound of small footsteps echoed into the distance.

"San Shao..." Feng Chenglin hurried to catch up with Ling Luoyu, lowering his voice: "Where are we going? Did you find something?"

"Not discovery, but feeling!"

"Feeling? How does it feel?"

"You don't even feel it. I told you what it feels like, and you won't understand what it feels like!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

of!

This is also a tongue twister!

Row!

Let's go!

Anyway, the town is so big, there is always the end!