Feng Chenglin rubbed his nose: "It's really less legendary, but more fake... If there were really such a master, people wouldn't know?"

"That's right, no matter how bad it is, you must have a nose and eyes and say it clearly, and you... by the way, is that master a man or a woman?"

"...Male!" Zhou Yan hesitated for a moment and still gave the answer.

Feng Chenglin and Ding Temple almost spoke in unison:

"Male?"

"Then you said so much!?"

Zhou Yan was silent for a while and added: "But when Miss Ling first appeared with us, she was also a man, right?"

"... Master Zhou, you won't just insist that the third young master is the one you are legendary, right?" Feng Chenglin smiled and said seriously: "If she really had that ability, she would be so embarrassed and looked for it all over the world

Husband?"

"Fatty, what are you talking about me?" Ling Luo appeared behind several people, suddenly scaring Feng Chenglin.

"San Master, what are you doing? You've been there for so long..."

Feng Chenglin jumped up and winked without hesitation.

"We all miss you... what's your taste?"

He leaned closer and sniffed it carefully.

"The fragrance...the fragrance is so fragrant...you burn the fragrance?"

"After building such a grave for others, can you burn some paper money or incense and candle?"

Ling Luoyu's Danshui's eyes flashed past several other people.

"What did you say to me just now?"

"nothing……"

Zhou Yan stood up and patted the city soil on his body.

"It's almost time, let's wait at the gate of hell. It's better to be caught by them here!"

The great sacrificial hall was destroyed by them.

If you are caught on the spot, no one can escape.

Not to mention, their identities are embarrassing.

Everyone has tacitly understood this idea.

When they slowly reached the gates of hell, the sky was completely bright.

Several people stopped, rested for a while, ate something again, and waited for the gates of hell to open.

Feng Chenglin avoided a few people, walked to Ling Luoyu, and poured some hot water for her.

"They all seem to doubt you."

"What do you doubt?"

"I suspect that December and Fengyu Kongling are both in your hands."

Ling Luoyu frowned immediately: "How could they know?"

"Guess, no credentials...you don't have to worry!"

Worry?

Don't worry.

Because even those people know that things are in her hands, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, no one can take it away.

What she was shocked was that someone could guess what she had.

His eyes were drooping, and Tamsui Wuhen: "Is it Zhou Yan?"

"It's him!" Feng Chenglin glanced at Zhou Yan alertly and lowered his voice: "I have to say, this guy is really smart!"

"Ding Temple's evaluation of him is very high... very high!" Ling Luoyu looked at Zhou Yan and raised his lips slightly: "For us, as long as such a person is a friend, it is a good thing!"

"How do you determine that he is a friend?" Feng Chenglin muttered in a low voice: "Stop talking about him, even the Mo family members, we can't determine which person is a friend and which one is an enemy..."

"Boom"

A vibration came.

Everyone's expression changed.

Ding Temple jumped first: "It's open, it's open, it's open..."

Mo You couldn't help but licked his lips and let out a long sigh of nervousness: "Pi Rong, do you think we can avoid the subsequent trouble this time?"
Chapter completed!