Feng Chenglin was upset: "San Shao, what are you doing? Why do you want to apologize to him?!!"

Ling Luoyu rolled her eyes: "I'm just a lousy old man begging for food, what qualifications do I have to yell at others? Before they beat me, of course I apologize and slip away!!"

Feng Chenglin was even more dissatisfied: "Young Master Ben just can't get used to his dog-eyed look! You don't know, he is flattering Young Master Ben these two days..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes instantly became sharp: "Fat man! The highest level of Yi Zhuang is to regard yourself as your role! If you don't recognize your own identity, what's the point of your Yi Zhuang?!"

Role-playing, that is the biggest meaning of easy makeup.

This was one of her life-saving chips in her previous life.

Feng Chenglin's expression was a little stiff, and he murmured after a long time: "Three young masters, aren't we just starting? Are we going to enter the show so soon?!"

"Why don't you think so?!" Ling Luoyu's eyes swept to the surroundings: "Now around us, there may be hidden murderous intentions!"

"Really?!" Feng Chenglin looked around subconsciously, his nerves tightened.

In his view, the surroundings were peaceful and safe.

"Three young masters... are you a little unfounded?! The people here are so peaceful, how can there be such a crisis as you said?!"

Ling Luoyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and staggered away with a broken wooden stick on his own.

"If you don't believe me, just shout that you are Ling Luoyu and see if a knife will fly out and kill you!"

When she said this, Feng Chenglin felt horrified, glanced around nervously, and hurriedly chased after her.

Although I feel that Ling Luoyu's flickering element is relatively large, but the risk is still not taken.

"Three young masters, wait for me..."

Ling Luoyu stopped abruptly and turned his head tremblingly: "What are you calling me?"

Feng Chenglin instantly realized that he had called the wrong thing, and rolled his eyes while covering it.

"What did I call you? I didn't shout anything! You are about to hang up now, and your ears are not deaf yet, so you can still hear others talking?!"

Feng Chenglin's reaction was quick, and he covered the past with his slick tongue.

Ling Luoyu's injury is still recovering, so he can't walk fast.

The two stopped and walked for half a month before reaching the Qishan boundary.

Qishan is located in the north, and its geographical location is relatively cold, so when he first entered Qishan, Ling Luoyu purchased a lot of cotton-padded clothes.

But what made Feng Chenglin curious was that among the cotton-padded clothes Ling Luoyu bought this time, there were many old women's clothes and jewelry.

The sky was filled with gloomy dark clouds, the sky was dark, and the north wind whistled on his face like a knife.

Ling Luoyu avoided the big inn, got into a remote small inn, threw a silver coin to the shopkeeper, and carried his clothes upstairs.

Watching her put out the women's clothes and jewelry one by one, Feng Chenglin understood something in his heart.

"Three young masters...you won't be disguised as a woman this time, right?!"

They have played almost all the roles they can play along the way.

This made him overwhelmed by the actor's addiction.

Seriously, woman, he really hasn't dressed up.

But then again, he would rather pretend to be a desperate beggar with sores all over his body than wear a skirt and apply rouge.

It hurts the spirit of his man! !

"Third Young Master, haven't we already entered Qishan, so we don't have to be so arrogant anymore?! Besides, nothing happened to us along the way?! This time, don't pretend to be?!"

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