Therefore, Ling Luoyu concluded-

Mo Xishu's face might be fake!

The purpose is to create an identity that she is in awe but has an irrefutable one.

Feng Chenglin's face was very bad, and the words he wrote were almost cursive:

——Why? Why are they doing so many?

Ling Luoyu sneered: You still need to ask? Of course I want me to go to the temple!

——But legs are on you. If you don’t go, can they break your legs and force you to go?

——So, they used their grandmother’s identity!!

After all, Mo Xishu is Mo Xuanchen's only remaining elder in this world.

Faced with such an identity, Ling Luoyu had no reason to refute it as long as it was not a matter of life and death.

However, this also shows a problem-

The other party knew her well.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be settings like Chaos Nest Realm and Mo Xishu.

Feng Chenglin twitched: I felt that behind us, there were always eyes staring at us, and hands, pushing us into a box.

These people have been talking about Raush’s “will”.

Could it be that this is the so-called "God's will"?!

But why is it so "artificial"?

They were afraid that there were ears in the partition walls, so the two of them didn't dare to say too much, so they each rested separately.

The next day, as soon as Ling Luoyu opened the door, he saw Ding Temple sitting on the steps with his back facing the door.

His eyes were slightly stern, and he immediately regained his indifference and stretched lazily.

"Dingdao Ambassador, you won't have been sleeping all night and just sat outside my room like this, right?"

Not far away, Feng Chenglin was washing.

Hearing the movement, he shook the water from his head and walked over: "When I woke up in the morning, I was shocked to see him sitting like a door god!"

Dingmiao ignored the two of them and his voice was very heavy: "I thought about it all night..."

Ling Luoyu moved his hands and walked past: "Don't tell me, you thought about it all night and figured it out. You want to go to the temple with me!!"

Dingmiao's eyes moved slightly and he jumped up quickly: "That's what I think!"

Feng Chenglin You looked at Ling Luoyu—

Isn't this a coincidence?

Last night, they were still saying that they were worried about Ding Temple and were afraid to go to the Divine Palace.

Unexpectedly, the plot suddenly changed overnight!

Ling Luoyu seemed to smile: "I thought you were afraid of the Lord of God and did not dare to face it head-on!"

"I... I figured it out!!" Dingmiao licked his lips, obviously feeling guilty: "In life, I'm going to die anyway, I'm going to die sooner or later, no matter how he dies! Death like a man is better than living like an ant, right?"

"What's wrong with the ant?" Feng Chenglin grabbed his coat and put it on: "My biggest dream awakening in my life is to live like an ant!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "I thought you were like Xianyu!"

Feng Chenglin was a little confused: "What is Xianyu!?"

After washing up, Ling Luoyu turned seriously: "Ding Temple, this time I go there may be extremely dangerous. If you go there, you have to think about it!"

"I've decided! I'll accompany you!" Dingmiao stood proudly.

"Yeah!" Ling Luoyu responded, lowered his eyes, as if he remembered something again: "Where is Zhou Yan and the others?"

"...I don't know..." Dingmiao was stunned.

"Then please ask me if anyone is interested and go to the temple with me!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What is this little girl going to do?

Wouldn't you really want to bring them with you?
Chapter completed!