Chapter 365

Compared with the first time into the underground river in distress, Ling Luoyu they are much more comfortable this time.

Led by Wu Changlao, a group of people entered the underground river through the secret road.

Along the turbulent underground river, Wenliu is preparing a raft with a group of black robed disciples.

The river is fast and the raft is hard to hold.

When he saw Ling Luoyu, his look suddenly stunned.

"Is it her?"

Being able to enter the underground world with these mysterious gods is an absolute experience of strength.

Even the red robed disciples of xuanhuang's cultivation are not qualified to enter.

How can Ling Luoyu and others, who are disciples of brown robes, have the honor to enter??

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

"What's going on?! Aren't some of them brown robed disciples this year? How could it be in it? "

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

Wen Liu's eyes sank and he drank in a low voice: "shut up! Do more, talk less! There must be their reason for this arrangement! "

He was very prestigious among the black robed disciples. After drinking, people did not dare to speak any more. They could only do what they did not want to do.

Forty one men were arranged to cross the water on four rafts.

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

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin sit side by side. Opposite them, another man in black is mo xuanchen.

Looking at the dark dust, wind into the forest has a light egg pain.

How did he get together with this rough guy again?!

The strength of the man's pressure on him has left him with a lingering fear.

Taking a glance at Ling Luoyu's side, she saw her light eyes like water, quiet as orchid, calm as a mountain.

With her little temper, if she is not careful and this rough man, you will suffer.

No, he has to remind Ling Luoyu.

Thinking in his heart, he quietly grasps to Ling Luoyu's finger, wants to grasp her palm to write a few words.

Ling Luoyu was shocked by an electric shock. He jerked back his hand and looked disgusted.

"Fatso, what are you doing?"

Fengchenglin is full of grievances, but dare not say so.

"That I'll show you the palmprint... "

He said while stubborn lingluoyu's fingers into the palm.

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

"Be careful!"

Ling Luoyu grabs his arm with his backhand and drags it back. At the same time, he stares at the ink Xuan dust quietly.

She could feel the breath in him.

He did it on purpose.

Mo xuanchen suddenly had a simple smile, his appearance was rather dull, and his eyes were innocent: "you two, there are countless whirlpools here, and the current is very fast. You'd better rest assured! If you throw it out, it's dangerous! "

His appearance was beyond Feng Chenglin's comprehension.

Is there something wrong with this painting style?!

What he was facing just now seems 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 countryside, dull and upright.

Although the style of painting has changed, the fat man still dare not be careless and laughs at his jaw head.

"It's OK. I'm full of meat. I'm heavy in tons. I can't throw it out under normal circumstances..."

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