Chapter 7594: Cannibal Temple-18

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

"... Third Young Master, what are you talking about?"

"...Although these two people are unbelievable, what they said about the disappearance of the people in the Great God Temple may be true!"

"...Fuck, you suspect... the missing people were all brought here by the monk of the Great God Temple and did...sacrifice?"

"I don't know the details, it's just an intuition, but I'm sure that the 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 listened to it, the more he felt cold in his back: "No, Sanshou, these thought-consuming issues, let's think about it when we are free. Now we still think about how to get out of trouble and how to get out of here. I I really don't want to stay here anymore!"

Although he didn't feel any pain in his hands, he always felt that those fluffy little paws were taking root in his body.

He was afraid that in the next second, those little paws would reach out to his heart, and then he would **** up his blood, turning himself into a skeleton.

The more he thought about it, the more he was afraid, Feng Chenglin couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly became urgency to urinate.

...Fuck! !

You are going to die, but you still have such thoughts? ?

But sometimes it's so weird.

The more he wanted to suppress this idea, the more this idea took root in his mind, unable to suppress it.

The higher the level, the more urgent the idea of ​​urination.

Feng Chenglin had no choice but to writhe there like an earthworm.

Ling Luoyu was thinking about a way to get out of trouble, suddenly seeing his expression wrong: "Fatty, what's wrong with you? Did those things do something to you?"

She didn't feel it at all.

But Feng Chenglin is now sweating profusely, and he is moving around there, it is easy to think that he is now controlled by the fluffy little claws.

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

"It's okay..."

"Then why are you so pale?"

"I'm really fine!"

"Are you sweating profusely, also called okay?"

"It's okay..."

"...Fatty?"

As everyone knows, the more Feng Chenglin emphasized that he was okay, the more Ling Luoyu felt that he was okay.

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

While talking, she reached out and touched Feng Chenglin.

However, Feng Chenglin seemed to explode 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 stand it anymore.

"I'm okay, I'm really okay, just, just, just have, a little urgency..."

Ling Luoyu's hand will be in midair in an instant.

Although the two of them have gone through life and death, they are considered to have lived and died together.

But this kind of privacy-related matters still evade each other tacitly.

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

But soon, she laughed: "Why am I still thinking about the big deal? Now that I can't go, you can solve it on the spot. Isn't it afraid that I will peek at you?"

While speaking, she turned her head and signaled Feng Chenglin to continue.