Princess Against the World

Ling Luoyu guessed well.

Mr. Tang really went to the divine stone space.

When Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin arrived there, he was in a trance facing the space.

So much so that when two people came behind him, he didn't react.

"Mr. Tang?"

Mr. Tang was startled, and when he turned his head to look, there was regret in his eyes: "Why are you? What are you two doing here?"

Said to narrow his pupils, he was thoughtful.

"Are you here to ask questions? It shouldn't be to send something!"

"What to send, what to send?" Feng Chenglin said quickly: "Mr. Tang, what do you want us to send?"

"What I want, have you asked in vain, what else do you ask?"

That said, but Mr. Tang's eyes flowed on Ling Luoyu.

Obviously waiting for an answer from her back.

Who knows, Ling Luoyu doesn't play cards according to the routine at all.

He secretly kicked Feng Chenglin under his feet, frowning reproachfully.

"Damn fat man, what are you talking about? How can anyone talk like you?"

"What's wrong with what I said? Isn't it? Shouldn't we ask, what to send?"

"If you ask like that, how should Mr. Tang answer? He said yes or no?"

"San Shao, it's not right for you to say that," Feng Chenglin said with a serious face: "It was Mr. Tang who said it, and I answered, and if we didn't ask, how would we know what he wanted? Woolen cloth?"

"Mr. Tang's identity, how can I ask you for something directly? Even if I told you, you gave it away, so does Mr. Tang want it or not?"

"Hey, look at what you said, since it was Mr. Tang who opened the mouth, we sent the thing he wanted, can he still want it?"

Turning his head, he lost a wink at Mr. Tang very seriously.

"What do you think, Mr. Tang?"

Mr. Tang's scheming, how can he not understand... The two are deliberately telling him.

At the moment, he sighed helplessly.

"Okay, the two of you shut up. What's the use of talking to you? It's not on you either..."

After speaking, he glanced at Ling Luoyu again.

Even Feng Chenglin understood it.

——Mr. Tang is calling Ling Luoyu, wanting to talk to stimulate her to make a promise, promise to go to Mo Xuanchen to get that thing.

If you look at the entire Protoss, if there is still someone who can take that thing from Mo Xuanchen's hands, then this person must be Ling Luoyu.

Therefore, Mr. Tang deliberately let out his voice, and wanted her to take the initiative to take over the words.

However, Ling Luoyu just didn't answer.

"Have you seen it? This is called a literati... People like Mr. Tang, in fact, vulgar people like you and me, can blaspheme!"

"Yes yes yes," Feng Chenglin nodded his head like garlic, and repeated in a repeated voice: "After all, the situation between the two of us is small, and we are thinking about those messy and filthy things!"

"That's right, in Mr. Tang's style, even if we held that thing up with both hands, he wouldn't want it..."

"Who said I wouldn't want it?" Mr. Tang was waiting for this sentence, and immediately caught the words of the two people: "If you bring that thing over, I will definitely want it!"

Feng Chenglin immediately slapped his hand: "Look at it, I'll just say it, let's get straight to the point, what to say, how good."