Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu: "..."

She is really willing to help!

Who would have known that the black hair fell on her head, and Fatty Feng suddenly saw a mass of black hair, of course, she was so frightened!

Under the entrance of the cave, Feng Chenglin and Ling Jingchen fell into a pile.

In terms of height, it should be Ling Jingchen and Tingtong who joined hands to lift Feng Chenglin up and let him open the slate.

Now that she was suddenly frightened by her, the three of them lost their focus, and then they fell into a ball.

Ling Jingchen rubbed his head and sat up: "Young Master Feng, what kind of wind are you smoking?!"

Fatty Feng was standing on his shoulders, with Tingtong on the side.

Who knew that after a scream from above, he was completely seated on the ground.

Feng Chenglin's butt and butt were sitting on his forehead.

Feng Chenglin put his hands on his waist, panic and surprise in his heart.

"No, I seem to hear San Shao's voice?!"

Ling Jingchen was even more angry: "Instructor Yan is a ghost? When you heard her soul cry, you were scared like this?!"

Feng Chenglin didn't answer, but looked at the black hole above curiously.

"Could it be my hallucination?!"

It's pitch black on it, and you can't see anything, even more panic!

He murmured again and looked at Ting Tong.

"Tongtou, how are you?"

"It's okay, my old bones can still endure it!"

Ling Jingchen glanced at the entrance of the cave angrily, only to see a strand of blue silk hanging down slowly.

From the black hole, a strand of hair suddenly hangs out, and the degree of horror is feasible.

His face turned pale in an instant, and he didn't even make a sound of screaming. He could only open his mouth wide and stared at the blue silk at the entrance of the hole in horror.

Feng Chenglin helped Ting Tong to get up, and found that Ling Jingchen was still sitting on the ground, so he couldn't help kicking away.

"Why are you still sitting? Get up quickly, we're still waiting for the Arhats to go up..."

At this time, Ting Tong noticed that Ling Jingchen's face was wrong: "What are you looking at?!"

Instinctively, he turned his head to look.

Looking at the strands of hair, the whole person is not well.

"Ghost... ghost..."

Feng Chenglin's face was instantly pale, and he was too frightened to turn around to look. As soon as he dragged Ling Jingchen and Tingtong, Sa Yazi ran back.

"Ha ha……"

Ling Luoyu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Feng Chenglin's footsteps stopped abruptly: "Three Young Masters?!"

"Fatty Feng, I thought you were really not afraid of anything, so you're really afraid of ghosts..."

Laughing loudly, Ling Luoyu lit the torch and reached out, half body.

"Three, don't rush to go, there are still good things for you here..."

Only then did Feng Chenglin react completely, and he jumped and scolded.

"Ling Sanshao, you are not enough of a brother! I am scared to death here, and you still have the heart to joke there... What kind of brother are you?!"

To be honest, although this place is hot, at that moment, he was like falling into an ice cave, his body was cold and goosebumps were flying all over the sky.

Ling Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body was almost paralyzed.

"Instructor, don't take you like this... It's scary in this place, it will scare people to death..."

As he spoke, he jumped up first, and was completely relieved.

Ting Tong can't say anything, he can only keep shaking his head.

"Bullshit... this is just too much bullshit!"

Feng Chenglin was about to scold after he climbed up, but Ling Luoyu suddenly blocked his mouth.

"Don't be in a hurry to curse, I have a gift for you..."