"Soul-Leaving Stone?"

"Yes! But..."

"But your ultimate goal is not the Soul-Leaving Stone?"

Listening to the words of Ding Temple, it seems that there is something in the words.

"It can't be said that it is not..." Dingmiao scratched his head: "My target is naturally the Soul-Liu Stone, but the difference is, who will the Soul-Liu Stone be given to... is it for the Mo family, or...Mo Xuanchen!"

The purpose is naturally the same!

However, the results are very different!

"I agreed with Mo Xuanchen to find a way to get the Soul-Leaving Stone in the name of the Mo family envoy... But you also saw that the Mo family did not trust me, so they sent Liao Feng!"

"Liao Feng..."

This explains it!

"On the surface, you Ding Temple is the envoy of the Mo family. You come here to take blood as an alliance and show your goodwill. If you can get the Soul-Leaving Stone, it doesn't matter if you can't get it, because the Mo family has a secret weapon... Liao Feng!! Liao Feng is the secret son they sent, and acted secretly!"

Ding Temple shook his head indifferently: "This is the correct style of Mohism! To be honest, when the Mohism family promised me to be an envoy and came to Yan's family to perform this play, I wondered very much - how could the Mohism family hand over such an important task to me, a stranger!"

Compared with any native Mo family, the identity of the temple is embarrassing.

"You know, I am a Miao family. Although I have a kinship with the Lord of God and have a grudge against the family, I am not from the Mo family... How could they let so many loyal disciples of the Mo family not use me, but instead use me as a person from the other surname?"

But now, he understands!

"Even if the Mo family didn't need me at that time, they would choose an irrelevant person as an envoy to come to the Mo family to perform the superficial kung fu scene, thinking that Liao Feng could use a guise so that he could act in secret!"

Ling Luoyu's lips curled slightly: "Look at how you look, are you quite frustrated?"

“A little…”

"Your frustration is not because you are exploited by others, but because you have not seen through them, right?"

“…”

The temple was told to the point of being depressed and even more depressed.

"Oh! I always thought that I had been with my husband for so long and had learned some scheming. I thought I could see through some things, but..."

With a bitter smile, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Am I a little arrogant?"

"It's not arrogance, it's your number of steps. You're walking in someone's calculations. They're using it, but it doesn't count!!"

That's true, but Ling Luoyu's eyes and eyebrows still had a little smile.

"Besides, the one who set up this game is probably not a person, but a team. How can you compete with other people's teams with your own strength? So even if you are plotted, you don't have to be frustrated... We are not gods, it's normal to be plotted by others! It's okay!!"

He patted his shoulder comfortably, and Ling Luoyu continued to move forward with a smile on his face.

Dingmiao twitched his mouth: "Can you... not laugh so unkindly!?"

Why do you feel that he deserves to be plotted?!

"Did I laugh? No?"

"You're not smiling?"

"I was polite... laugh..."

“…”

Wouldn't that be a laugh?!

——

I went back to find Liao Feng, but he was not here.

But when I came out, I met Yan Feiyun.

Seeing her being with Dingmiao, he frowned immediately: "Miss Ling, why are you still here?"

Dingmiao looked suspiciously: "Where are you going?"
Chapter completed!