"That's, as the saying goes, those who are close to the vermil and those who are close to the ink are black. You don't even look at whom I'm having sex with... There are no other things, there are still many bad ideas...not right!!"

Feng Chenglin remembered Ling Luoyu's incident and immediately restrained his laughter.

"San Master, where did you go just now? Why did you disappear in a blink of an eye?"

"Fatty, I have to leave the theater for a while..."

"Let go again! You...If you leave, I don't care. The key is... If Mo Xuanchen comes back to find you, won't he be able to find you?!"

The two of them finally got together again. If they separated again, what would happen!

"My departure is related to Mo Xuanchen!! I don't know the specific matter yet, so I have to follow and check it out carefully!! If you are alone in the theater, you can hold on. If you can't hold on, take someone away... Remember, everything doesn't matter, as long as you are safe!!"

"I know!!" Feng Chenglin lowered his head helplessly: "San Master, you remember too. No matter what happens, I will stand by you and accompany you! And... If you can't stand it anymore, you know where to accommodate you!!"

Although Ling Luoyu didn't say it, Feng Chenglin could feel that this time the relationship between her and Mo Xuanchen was probably not that simple.

"San Young Master, Mo Xuanchen should just forget you temporarily!! With the emotions of you two, he will definitely remember you again!"

The depressedness of the Feng Fatty made Ling Luoyu feel even more sad. He immediately chuckled and patted his shoulder, making his smile more and more like a flower.

"Do you think I, Ling Luoyu, are the kind of person who is willing to fail? Before the last moment, who knows who is the one who laughs the last? Maybe I will reverse the world and give things a different ending!!"

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The door was closed, and the faint fragrance lingered, and the outside singing voice came into the room, making it look even more quiet and strange.

Xiaoyu stood in the room with her arms wrapped around her arms, staring at a place.

That place is where she felt the fluctuation of Ling Luoyu's breath.

The air fluctuated, and a man tore the void and walked over.

"master!"

"Get it?"

"Get it!"

A smile suddenly faded from the corner of Xiaoyu's lips, "Open me and take a look!"

"yes!"

The man hung a scroll in his hand on the wall and slowly opened it.

The person on the scroll was wearing white clothes, ink hair, golden crown, feather fan in his hand, and a pair of starry eyes were lifelike, looking ahead as if he was looking through nothingness.

"He is Mo Xuanchen? It's indeed a handsome man!!" Xiaoyu's fingertips gently slid across the portrait, with a bright smile.

With a slight look on her face, she looked at the person beside her: "You said, if I become his appearance, can I fascinate a group of girls?"

The man quickly lowered his head and retreated, his voice trembling: "Master's affairs, I dare not make any decisions, but..."

He slowly raised his hand, and there was something else in his hand.

"In the ancient city of Mo family, there is still this one hanging in the place where Mo Xuanchen's portrait is hung!"

Xiaoyu turned her head curiously: "Who is this?!"

The man looked weird: "Master open it and you'll know..."

"Liangzi, you have been with me for so long, and you haven't learned anything else, you have learned to be mysterious..."

Xiaoyu took the scroll with a smile and opened one side of Mo Xuanchen's portrait.

The moment she saw the person above, her hands suddenly froze.
Chapter completed!