Princess Against the World

Since her disappearance, no one has seen her again.

Even now, there is no shadow of her.

But she has a woman's instinct--

This matter must have something to do with her.

Jumped up suddenly: "It's her, it must be her..."

She must have stole the Li Soul Stone while she was not paying attention.

Feng Chenglin squinted uncomfortably: "What is she? She doesn't know where she is now. How can she know that she is the one who touched the organ?"

"I'm not talking about organs..." Yan Ziyue wanted to speak clearly, but realized that he couldn't say too much.

Angrily, she bit her lip.

"Anyway, it must be her, she..."

"Does she mean anything else?" Zhou Yan sank and sat down, looking at the lake in a daze: "Until now, she has no trace, maybe it's already..."

He didn't say the following words.

But the meaning is already obvious.

Dingmiao shook his head: "No, she must be fine..."

To borrow a word from Feng Chenglin: They are all dead, and Ling Luoyu will not have a problem.

Mo You frowned: "But she..."

"She might not go down at all!"

"..."

"We all took it for granted that she must have entered the city just like us, maybe...she didn't enter at all, but when we didn't know it, she went to a place we didn't know..."

"Although you said something mysterious, I agree with it!" Feng Chenglin's expression was very relaxed: "San Shao doesn't take the usual path... Maybe when we are here to mourn for her, he himself Can get out of other places."

Seeing his expression, Dingmiao was even more determined.

"Well, let's go back to the worship hall first..."

"Go back?" Pi Rong was startled: "Isn't that place already collapsed?"

"It was the city that collapsed, not the sacrificial hall. From my point of view, the sacrificial hall was at most affected by some shocks, but it was impossible to step on it."

He patted his body, and he took the lead.

"I hope the pot of soup from last night is still here...I'm going to starve to death."

With that said, everyone realized that it was too late.

On the foggy horizon, a touch of setting sun was shaky.

"Tomorrow, we can leave, but before that, are we going to find Girl Ling?" Mo You reminded aloud.

What did Fengcheng Lin Xin say?

When the city collapsed, she was the one who led him to find Yan Ziyue and took her away.

These people can withdraw safely, and Ling Luoyu must be fine.

"Don't worry, Sanshou has always been a fortune and life, she will be fine!" Feng Chenglin strode forward: "Maybe after we go back, she has been prepared for a table of banquets. !"

Zhou Yan glanced at him silently.

His expression was calm, his eyes were calm, completely calm and calm.

He didn't care, indicating that Ling Luoyu was definitely safe.

Moreover, during the second time, something he did not know must have happened.

Perhaps the outcome of the matter is not bad.

The group of people stopped talking and walked towards the sacrificial hall silently.

Suddenly--

Junlai's footsteps stopped: "Why is there... over there?"

With that said, everyone discovered that not far away, a thick smoke burst into the sky.

Looking at the direction, it seems to be the worship hall where they once lived.

Except for Yan Ziyue, everyone's expressions changed and they flew up.