Mo Xing quickly wrote the blood contract, signed his name, pressed the blood handprint, sucked the wound, walked to the side silently, silently.

Feng Chenglin sighed: "Okay, you young people can play. I am old. I will learn to play like this next time..."

He bit his finger and was about to sign his name on the blood deed, but was stopped by Mo Xing.

"It's not you!"

"...what?" Feng Chenglin didn't react for a while: "Aren't you going to sign the contract? Why are you remorseful now?"

"I didn't regret it, I just said... it's not you!" Mo Xing's eyes fell on Ling Luoyu: "What I want is her!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

This is really... not very harmful and extremely insulting.

He was a little furious on the spot.

"No, Mo Xing, what do you mean?"

His fingers were bitten through, and he saw blood, and now he told him that it wasn't him?!

"What's wrong? My blood is not blood, I am not a human??"

"That's not, but I can see that among the three of you... Miss Ling is the top priority!" Mo Xing did not hide his guess: "You will go through fire and water for her, and her husband will also sacrifice his life for him... So, I want her to sign the contract..."

"you……"

"As long as Miss Ling signs the contract, it means that all three of you have signed my contract!"

At this moment, Mo Xing did not hide his thoughts at all.

"If you use one person, tie up the three of you... This is not a loss-making deal!!"

Feng Chenglin was speechless again: "..."

He took two steps back and carefully looked at the boy in front of him.

"Are you really that... Mo Xing?"

Ling Luoyu seemed to smile and said, "This is the real Mo Xing!"

The boy who was with Mo Xiaobai before was just a wolf in sheep's clothing.

The boy in front of him is scheming, sinister, and unethical!!

To be honest, she really likes him a little.

"Fatty, lend your blood," Ling Luoyu rubbed his fingers over Feng Chenglin's blood, and looked at Mo Xing with his eyes: "Don't you mind if I use his blood?"

Mo Xingning pointed: "I don't mind a contract, I just need a sense of ritual!"

Feng Chenglin: "...you fart!! The sense of ritual... you used so much blood to write this blood contract?"

Mo Xing was very serious and nodded again: "This is the sense of ritual!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Ling Luoyu pressed his handprint on the contract.

"We did everything you asked for, is there anything else?"

Mo Xing solemnly put away the silk paper: "No more, but..."

"You want it?" Feng Chenglin couldn't bear it anymore and jumped up again: "You have been tossing so much, are there any more?"

But Mo Xing just glanced at him lightly: "I want to say, I will tell you about the Divine Stone, but whether you believe it or not depends on yourself!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense..."

"The person who is looking for the Divine Stone is not from the Mo family. Mo Shiyu is just a dog who listens to others and does things for others!"

"...Is someone else looking for the divine stone?"

"It's the Lord of God!"

“…”

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at each other quietly.

——This matter was a mess, and after a long journey, it turned to the Lord of God again!

However, this is not surprising!

Isn’t the starting point of the whole thing the Lord of God?
Chapter completed!