Princess Against the World

Compared to the embarrassment of entering the underground river for the first time, Ling Luoyu and the others are much more comfortable this time.

Leading the way by the old, a group of people enter the underground river through the underpass of the agency.

On the bank of the turbulent underground river, Wen Liu is leading a group of black-robed disciples preparing a raft.

The river was so fast that the raft was sunk with heavy rocks and it was barely stable.

When he saw Ling Luoyu, his expression was suddenly startled.

"is her?!"

Being able to enter the underground world with this group of profound gods is an absolute experience of strength.

Even the red-robed disciples of the Emperor Xuan's cultivation base were not qualified to enter.

As a disciple of the brown robe, Ling Luoyu and others, how could they have the honor to enter? ?

For a while, the several black-robed disciples preparing the raft were not calm.

"What's going on?! Aren't some of them this year's brown-robed disciples? Why are they also among them?!"

"That's it! How could this happen!? We are not qualified, why can they go in for experience? It's unfair!"

Wen Liu's eyes sank and he murmured, "Shut up! Do more and talk less! The above arrangement must have their reason!"

He was quite prestigious among the black robe disciples. After drinking, everyone didn't dare to speak any more, and could only do their own affairs unwillingly.

Forty-one people were arranged on four rafts and crossed the water.

In order to take care of this group of rookies Ling Luoyu, each raft is divided into several, so as to ensure that the rookie's life can be saved in case of emergencies.

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin sat side by side. Opposite them, Mo Xuanchen was another man in black.

Looking at Mo Xuanchen, Feng Chenglin felt a faint pain.

Why did he get this rough guy together again? !

The power this man presses on him makes him still lingering in his heart.

Glancing at Ling Luoyu who was beside her, she saw her eyes pale as water, calm as a orchid, and calm as a mountain.

With her petty temper, if she accidentally collides with this rough man, she will suffer a loss if she is not uniform.

No, he has to remind Ling Luoyu.

Thinking in his heart, he calmly grabbed Ling Luoyu's fingers, trying to grab her palm and write a few words.

Ling Luoyu was shocked, and suddenly withdrew his hand with a look of disgust.

"Fatty man, what are you doing?!"

Feng Chenglin was full of grievances, but he didn't dare to speak out.

"Um... I'll be fine, let me show you the palm prints..."

As he spoke, he stubbornly held Ling Luoyu's fingers into his palm.

Before he could write, he noticed that the bamboo raft underneath him suddenly tilted, as if he had encountered a bump, and instantly threw him out at the end.

"Be careful!"

Ling Luoyu grabbed his arm with a backhand, yanked it back vigorously, and silently glanced at Mo Xuanchen.

She could feel the surging of his breath.

The bump and tilt just now was caused by him deliberately.

Mo Xuanchen suddenly smiled, looking rather dull, with innocent eyes: "Two people, there are countless vortexes here, and the water is very turbulent. It is better for you to sit still! If you accidentally throw it out, it will be dangerous. Up!"

Feng Chenglin couldn't figure out his appearance for a while.

Isn't this style wrong? !

What he faced just now seemed to be a supreme king who controls everything. Anyone who dares to disobey him will be driven into the abyss.

But now he looks like a simple and honest man from the country, dumb and straightforward.

Although the style of painting has changed, Fatty Feng still dare not care, sneered.

"It's okay, I'm all fleshy, I weigh tons, and I can't get rid of it under normal circumstances..."