Chapter 4891: Make a practical oath

Fighting alone at this time, that's one's own death!

Even if the sky fell, he had to follow these two people and die together! !

"Mr. Ling, Mr. Feng, don't get me wrong... I didn't mean that..."

"Okay, don't say it!" Ling Luoyu interrupted the two of them: "Our top priority now is to find the exit quickly, otherwise, those bloodthirsty bats will definitely have another third wave, fourth wave..."

"Exit?" Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth and aimed at the surroundings: "San Shao, your words are simple... We have been running for more than an hour? But I don't know where the exit is yet!"

To be honest, everyone has no idea whether there is any export!

"I said, old man, do you know the way out?"

The old shopkeeper's bandaging action paused, with a bitter expression on his face: "If I say, I really don't know what to exit, do you... still believe it?"

"What do you mean?"

"I really don't know what to export... You say, things have reached this point. I don't know if I can save my life! If there is a way to survive, what else can I say?"

The old shopkeeper's heart is full of mixed flavors, very bitter.

"Mr. Tang told me that if you want to survive, you have to follow the road... but there is no way right now..."

He knew that he was covering up his words and had lost the most basic integrity!

But the matter has been found out of control, and one step short of it may lead to death.

Whatever happened, he couldn't lie about his life anymore!

"Mr. Ling, how about... I swear to you... right?"

This is the only way he can think of now.

Feng Chenglin's black face: "Can you use it?"

"Excellent... I really don't know where the exit is. If... if I lie, let me thunder and thunder..."

"Sneez!" Feng Chenglin sniffed suddenly: "If he swears to be useful, then Lei Gong will be so busy when he comes to see the sky...because he wants to smash the people who eat their words and get fat..."

"Fatty..." Ling Luoyu looked sideways: "Since people dare to swear, it means that they really don't know where the exit is..."

If the old shopkeeper knew, he would have gone to the exit a long time ago, instead of being trapped on the water with them like now, waiting for those bloodthirsty bats to be lucky again.

The old shopkeeper screamed: "Mr. Ling still understands me... I really don't know the exit. If I know the exit and don't tell you, let me..."

"Practical!" Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes and pointed to the top of his head: "It's better to talk about these bloodthirsty bats..."

The old shopkeeper's expression changed several times, and finally he raised his hand to swear: "I...I should have you...If I hide it, let me be torn apart by these big bats...to alive!!"

Speaking of later, the corners of his own mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Mr. Wind, my...this oath...is it okay?"

"Reluctantly!"

Feng Chenglin believed him a little now, and sat down beside Ling Luoyu.

"Three young masters, when we float around like this, when are we tall?"

"I don't know... Maybe this underground river can flow for three to five days to see the sky, maybe ten and a half months... If you are unlucky, it can take a year or a half!"

Feng Chenglin said with sweat on his forehead: "Three young masters, I am not afraid of the length of time, I am worried...this...if you can go out if you drift down the water?"