Feng Chenglin stood up with drunken eyes and shook his head: "If we rob, you can't keep it!"

The old helmsman's pupils shrank: "Miss Ling, I think you really misunderstood... I have told Brother Feng just now that even if the Mo family has a map, it is also a member of the Mo family. I... I am a person exiled by the Mo family, so how can I have any map? Even if there is a map... it is also a map to return to the place where the Mo family is now..."

"So, you still have a map!" Ling Luoyu's left hand closer again: "Brother, then don't hide it..."

"……I……"

"Do you have to ask me to invite Hao Dangjia to come here, and you two confront each other in person?"

The old helmsman's face suddenly changed—

He guessed a lot, and finally felt that the biggest problem was Hao Lian.

Because at that time, he saw his own map!

But he hoped that he had forgotten this matter!

So, I've been bitten to death and refused to admit it!

Unexpectedly, the crux of the matter was ultimately due to Hao Lian.

"Miss Ling, you...why are you?"

The old helmman gritted his teeth, hesitated to take out something smooth from his arms and put it on Ling Luoyu's hand.

"I said that this map means you can return to your previous residence. You can't find the current Mo family..."

"Yeah?"

Ling Luoyu responded casually, took out Wan Zi's token and put the two in one place.

"You..." The old helmsman's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Ling Luoyu incredibly, then looked at the token in her hand: "...Why do you have this too?"

The next second, he realized something was wrong.

"You are not from the Mo family, and this thing is not yours..."

Ling Luoyu's lips were savored and said, "How did you know this is not mine?"

"If it was yours, you would definitely know how to use it, instead of... tempting me to hand over the map in a concealed manner..."

The old helmsman is not stupid-

If Ling Luoyu was really a member of the Mo family, he would not have been tempted and forced by such temptations.

As long as she takes out the map, she can use the unique method of the Mohist school to prove her identity!

"The Mo family's map, if you have one, you will only have one in your life... No one will easily hand over your map to you unless... that person dies in your hands!"

The old helmsman thought of something, suddenly flew up, and set a safe distance from Ling Luoyu, ready to wait.

Ling Luoyu had no intention of studying the relationship between being enemies and friends with him, but looked at the two maps in his hand with a slight look.

"Fatty... do you feel that these two maps are a little different?"

"Different?" Feng Chenglin closed his drunken state, but still squinted his eyes: "What's different? I think they are all the same..."

The same texture, the same pattern, the same smooth lines.

"Or... the old man's touch is smoother?"

Ling Luoyu rolled her eyes: "..."

Feng Chenglin smiled and said, "Anyway, I look, they all look the same! You... can tell what's different?"

"No!"

“…”

Without you, you still say it!?

"It's just that... it feels like these two maps are different..."

The fine lines on the map are the same at roughly glance.

But Ling Luoyu always feels that there is a slight difference between the two.

But she couldn't tell the exact difference for a while.
Chapter completed!