But now, not only were Ling Yun and others not dead, they were not even injured at all.

The faces of Song Beilou and others also darkened instantly.

Although they were in a bad mood before, thinking that Ling Yun must have been torn apart by mummies when he was alone outside, they still had a sense of sustenance in their hearts, feeling that at least there was someone who was worse off than them.

It's better now.

They imagined that they would be extremely miserable if they left them. Not only was they not miserable, but they were happier and more carefree than them. How could they accept this?

"Humph, Li Zhizun, didn't you say that Ling Yun is alive because of your protection?"

Xi Fanhua snorted coldly: "But it turns out that maybe you are Ling Yun's burden. Without you, Ling Yun will only be more relaxed."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the Storm Ancient City camp became even more gloomy.

Even Chen Ruoan and Hu Yuexi looked unnatural.

They did not choose to follow Ling Yun before, but faced huge criticism and stayed in the Storm Ancient City camp, because they felt that following Ling Yun would lead to a dead end.

They would rather make people think they are dishonest than lose their lives for no reason.

But it's better now.

Ling Yun and his party were safe and sound.

This is undoubtedly not a good thing for them.

When other people see this scene, they will just feel that they have no vision.

Li Tianluo's eyes almost burst into flames.

Then he gritted his teeth and said: "Ling Yun, it seems that what I said before is right, you really have mastered the secret of this ancient city, otherwise the six of you would never have been able to arrive here unscathed.
Chapter completed!