“Special materials…”

Feng Chenglin interrupted Ding Temple and felt enlightened.

"You mean, that thing is only one, nothing else?"

"...Yes!!" Dingmiao was embarrassed and embarrassed: "The magic weapon in my family is based on the Miao bloodline as the key... In other words, only people with the Miao bloodline can control it..."

"Understand, we just ask, we won't rob it!" Feng Chenglin's voice choked.

Look at that little expression, it seems that the two of them are trying to grab it immediately.

"No, no, I mean, there is only one piece of that thing... Even if the material is prepared by our ancestors for thousands of years before they can get all the materials, so..."

"Don't get me wrong!" Feng Chenglin immediately raised his hand: "We are very clear about what we mean, just inquire... To put it bluntly, just satisfy our curiosity, and there is no other meaning!"

"Brother Feng..."

"Ding the temple!"

Ling Luoyu interrupted the two, his eyes slightly sank.

"So, as long as you hide your whereabouts, you may not be able to catch us!"

"...In theory, this is just..." Dingmiao wanted to speak but stopped, and seemed a little embarrassed.

"Tell me, what's the difficulty? It's hard to say..."

"But I'm not sure now. It was because the Lord of God deliberately asked me not to catch me, or I really didn't notice my breath, so I couldn't touch me... Because Xingjun... he caught me, and one by one was accurate. I was afraid... I was wrong!"

He didn't have the opportunity to study and discuss this with the Lord of God, so he was not sure whether the magic weapon in their family really played a role.

If Ling Luoyu was misled and caused other things, it would be his sin.

"I understand what you mean!" Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and waved his hand to tell the temple not to care: "How to do it specifically, I will act according to the opportunity, but you... we both left, and you have no one to rely on in Xingcheng..."

"I'm fine. Anyway, in Xingjun's eyes, I'm just a bait that will attract you to the bait..."

Dingmiao laughed at himself, and his eyes were taunted and stared at Ling Luoyu's eyes without any trace.

"Now, you have taken the bait, and under his nose, my role is over... As for whether you are decoupled or escape, it means that your game with him has nothing to do with me! Moreover, for him, I have some other functions, so he won't make things difficult for me too much!!"

Speaking of bait, Feng Chenglin's heart couldn't help but feel heavy.

Xingjun made it clear that their role is the same as Ling Luoyu, and it is also the role of bait.

So, who do he want to fish through them?

Ling Luoyu has not mentioned this topic, which shows that she already knows everything in her heart and knows Xingjun’s intentions.

This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.

After saying goodbye to Ding Temple, he had a dark face and followed Ling Luoyu silently.

Ling Luoyu seemed to know his thoughts, and he didn't say anything, and he kept silent.

It took a long time to smile and change the topic-

"Fatty, why did he look like he was owed debts and not paid back? We are leaving, shouldn't you be happy? Could it be...Is he reluctant to set up a temple?"

"San Master, do you know who Star Lord wants to use us to catch?"

Ling Luoyu's smile gradually became colder, and he lowered his eyes: "Fatty... you said, among the gods... who else cares about our life and death?"
Chapter completed!