Princess Against the World

Ling Jingchen followed out of breath at this moment. He was already exhausted, so he didn't forget to add a sentence.

"That... Young Master Feng, the place we are going is very dangerous..."

He was kind enough to persuade Feng Chenglin to stay, but it would be better if he didn't say it, but it made Feng Chenglin even more angry.

Eyes widened, aggressive.

"Bullshit, if it's not dangerous, I won't go with you! Third Young Master, you know me! If you don't take me with you, then I'll go by myself!"

Ling Jingchen was quite embarrassed: "This? This is not good, right? This is our Ling family's own business!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes flickered, her eyebrows frowned slightly: "Damn fat man, let's talk about it!! This place is no better than any place you've been to!"

"I know, isn't it dangerous!?" Feng Chenglin disagreed: "I have climbed out of the abyss, and I am still afraid of this little holy beast?!"

Ling Luoyu, however, made a "cut" sound, and was also lazy with his ward, turning his head to signal.

"Since you insist on following, then you can... But one thing, don't complain when you get there!"

Feng Chenglin smiled instantly: "Do you look down on people? I think when I was in the abyss of Wanhe..."

He turned on the bragging mode, and talked to Ling Jingchen with rapturous eyebrows.

Ling Jingchen happened to like listening to this as well, and he has become a good friend who can talk about everything without spending half a stick of incense.

Ling Luoyu, however, pestered the old hunter Tingtong, and inquired about the terrain in the triangular stream and the matter of Yan Wing.

The four walked all the way, chatting and joking all the way.

It was not until the early morning of the next day that Feng Chenglin realized that something was wrong.

"No...why do I feel so hot?"

He was wearing a cotton coat, and he didn't feel warm all the way. It was still early in the morning, when the temperature was the lowest, and he started to sweat all over.

Realizing something, he looked at Ting Tong.

"Tongto, are we coming?!"

Ting Tong wiped the sweat from his face, panting and pointing to the mountain ahead.

"Yeah, over the top of the mountain in front, we can see the triangular stream..."

When Feng Chenglin heard this, he suddenly became energetic and hurried up the mountain.

As soon as he ran up, his body seemed to be shaken suddenly, and he quickly lowered his head and hooked his back to hide to a boulder, and turned to Ling Luoyu with a gesture of not speaking.

Ling Jingchen was shocked: "Instructor... Did he see something, so he was so shocked?"

At the same time, Ting Tong also realized something: "Did you see Yan Wing?!"

Ling Luoyu felt something strange: "Didn't you say that Yan Wing lives around the underground magma? How could this be seen at the entrance of the cave!?"

Ling Jingchen had a big brain hole, and suddenly he continued: "Then you said... is there an earthquake, or a volcano is about to erupt, so it ran out?!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "In that case, it should be escaping for its life, not just standing there for us to see!"

While speaking, the three of them had already climbed up the hill.

Before he approached, Feng Chenglin trotted to meet him, lowering his voice.

"Be careful, don't make a movement to startle them..."

"They!?" Ting didn't react at the same time: "You mean, there's not just one flaming wing here??"

Feng Chenglin looked over with a speechless expression: "Tongtou, where did you think of all this? I mean, there are people below, everyone, be careful, don't make a sound, lest they be discovered by them again..."