Ding Temple headed sideways, signaling the people around him to retreat, and strode towards Ling Luoyu.

"If we meet by chance, it's a fate! I'm afraid that we can meet here... is it a different purpose?"

"You should say... they all have other purposes!"

Feng Chenglin glanced sideways and sneered, his eyes swept over the people around him.

"To you, these people seem to be more familiar with us..."

Ding Temple followed his gaze and said, "Are you not here for them?"

"them?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were slightly stern, and he aimed at Feng Chenglin with meaningfulness.

"Is there anything special about them?"

Feng Chenglin nodded seriously: "Yes! He looks like an ordinary farmer... a group of farmers, what's the point of making a profit?!"

The two of them pretended to be confused like jokes and didn't even accept the words of Ding Temple.

Dingmiao was breathless: "Miss Ling, since you can find this place... there is no need to talk about him like this, right?!"

He raised his hand and put a stack of rice paper into Ling Luoyu's hand.

"What's this?!"

Feng Chenglin frowned and subconsciously took one.

"Why does it look familiar?"

"Fat man!"

Ling Luoyu looked at the rice paper one by one, and his lips slightly bloomed.

"This is the picture you drew with your own hands!"

"What?"

Feng Chenglin hadn't come back to his senses for a while.

"What picture?"

All the pictures he drew were burned last night, and none of them were left. What pictures are there?!

Besides, on these rice paper, there are only a few ink dots at most, so where does the picture come from?!

Just as he was puzzled, Ling Luoyu added several pictures and put them in Feng Chenglin's hand, and raised them up on the bonfire.

After a glance, Feng Chenglin instantly understood: "Fuck... my last name... that's the case, did you find us just by following this picture?!"

Dingmiao chuckled: "So... are you really looking for them!?"

"What?"

Feng Chenglin was even more surprised and stared at him in a daze.

"Who are you looking for?"

Ling Luoyu grabbed his wrist with mercy and snatched it hard: "Fatty! Since he knows everything, let's not hide it..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What are these three young men doing?!

They obviously-

Wait a minute!

His pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he thought of the most critical part of it-

These symbolic emblems were left by Mo Xuanchen, and were the Du family emblem seals of their Mo family!

But the temple says-

The purpose of their search for these emblems is to find these people!

This means that these people have an inevitable connection with Mo Xuanchen’s family emblem and seal!

Fortunately, he didn't talk much, Ling Luoyu responded quickly and was completely round, so he had no doubts for the time being.

"Miss Ling, you are here...why!"

"curious!"

Ling Luoyu let go of Feng Chenglin's wrist and winked at him calmly, smiling harmlessly.

"On the way we came, I found several such emblem marks! But strangely, the surfaces of these emblem marks look exactly the same, but some of them are obviously different, so we were curious..."

Feng Chenglin nodded solemnly: "Yes, yes, we are curious...and then..."

He aimed at Ling Luoyu and threw the topic over again.

"Three Young Master..."

"Then we made a bet... and bet on whether there is any problem with these emblem seals..."
Chapter completed!