Chapter 705: Scary

Ling Luoyu: "..."
She is really kind to help!
Who knows that the black gulongdong, her blue silk fell, Feng Fatty suddenly saw a group of black hair, of course he was scared!
Under the entrance of the cave, Feng Chenglin and Ling Jingchen fell into a pile.
From a height point of view, it should be Ling Jingchen and Ting who joined hands with them, lifted Feng Chenglin, and let him open the slate.
Now she was shocked by her abruptly, all three of them lost their focus, and they fell into a ball.
Ling Jingchen rubbed his head and sat up: "Little wind, what are you so good about?!"
Fatty Feng was standing on his shoulders, with the pavilion on the same side to help.
Who knew that after a scream from above, he was sat on the ground.
Feng Chenglin's fart and stock are sitting on his forehead.
Feng Chenglin held his waist with his hands, panic and surprise in his heart.
"No, I seem to hear the voice of the third master?!"
Ling Jingchen became even more angry: "Instructor Yan is a ghost? You are so scared when you hear her cry?!"
Feng Chenglin didn't answer, but looked at the black hole above curiously.
"Is it my illusion?!"
It's dark on it, you can't see anything, it's even more cautious!
He muttered again and looked at Tingtong.
"Same head, how are you?"
"It's okay, I can survive this old bone!"
Ling Jingchen glanced bitterly at the entrance of the cave, and saw a strand of blue silk slowly hanging down.
Heigulongdong's hole, a strand of hair suddenly hung out, the degree of horror is feasible.
His face was instantly pale, and there was no sound of screaming, he could only open his mouth wide and looked at the blue silk at the entrance of the cave in horror.
Feng Chenglin helped the pavilion to stand up and found Ling Jingchen still sitting on the ground, and could not help kicking it.
"What are you doing while sitting? Get up quickly, let's wait for the stack of Arhats to go up..."
Ting Tong discovered that Ling Jingchen's face was wrong at this time: "What are you looking at?!"
Instinctively, he turned his head to look.
At first glance at the hair strands, the whole person is not good.
"Ghost... ghost..."
Feng Chenglin's face instantly paled, and he was too scared to turn around to look at it. He pulled Ling Jingchen and Tingtong on his hand, and Sa Yazi ran back.
"Haha..."
Ling Luoyu's unstoppable laughter instantly started.
Feng Chenglin's footsteps suddenly stopped: "San Shao?!"
"Fatty Feng, I thought, you really are not afraid of anything, so you are afraid of ghosts..."
In laughter, Ling Luoyu lit a torch and leaned out half of his body.
"Three, don't go busy, there are still good things for you..."
Only then did Feng Chenglin react thoroughly, and suddenly he screamed.
"Young Master Ling, you are too bad for brothers! I'm so scared here, you still have the heart to make jokes...what kind of brother are you?!"
To be honest, although the place is hot, at that moment, he was like falling into an ice cave, cold all over, and goose bumps flying in the sky.
Ling Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body was almost paralyzed.
"Instructor, don't take you like this... scary in this place, it will scare people to death..."
As he said, he jumped up first, then he was completely relieved.
Tingtong is already beyond words, can only keep shaking his head.
"Making a fool... this is just a bullshit!"
Just as Feng Chenglin was about to scold him after climbing up, Ling Luoyu suddenly plugged his mouth.
"Don't rush to swear, I have a gift for you..."