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Chapter 7829 If we want to live, we have to join hands -19

"Is that true?" Gu Lan smiled, tilted her head and looked at Mo Xuanchen, her eyes becoming more and more provocative: "It seems that she doesn't know what she means yet, right?"

“…”

Everyone's expressions suddenly froze.

Everyone looked at Ling Luoyu in unison.

Feng Chenglin also stood up alertly: "Gu Lan, are you going to start talking nonsense again and provoke right and wrong? Let me tell you, don't talk nonsense, just your little trick..."

This is not the first time they have dealt with Gu Lan.

This guy is scheming and good at planning. His best knowledge is to mess up the water and mix with the fisherman and gain profit from it.

Even Ling Luoyu did not make any profit after many consecutive fights.

As soon as this guy opened his mouth, Feng Chenglin felt inexplicably a sense of crisis.

I always feel that he can make things infinitely bigger from the little bits and pieces.

"Mo Xuanchen, this guy is not a good person. Don't have a deep affection with him... My third young master and I almost died in his hands several times!"

"Feng Chenglin, you don't have to be so nervous. I admit what I have done myself. In fact, you don't need to say these things, Mo Xuanchen also knows them."

Gu Lan threw a wink at Mo Xuanchen, smiling.

"But, we... are not affected by those things we used to do, right, Mo Xuanchen!?"

“…”

This is ambiguous.

It seems that the two of them have some secrets that others don't know.

Especially when looking at Gu Lan's expression, the ones who are owed and humble, Feng Chenglin inexplicably gave birth to an unknown fire.

"What are you between you? It seems that you are so familiar with each other. Who doesn't know your ambition? Isn't it just that you are alone and you have a burden..."

"...Feng Chenglin, what were you talking about?" Lu Ming had a melon-eating expression on his face, secretly guessing what the relationship between these two big men was.

But when Feng Chenglin changed his words, he actually pulled the finger on his head, and he was immediately unhappy.

"Why am I a burden?"

"I'm just an example. Why do you do so excitedly? You don't really mean you are a burden...ah, even if you are a burden, what's wrong with being a burden? There is danger at critical moments and you don't have to stand up...What do I tell you about these things?"

Feng Chenglin also found that he was too far away, so he immediately stopped talking and turned to Gu Lan again.

"In the gods, Mo Xuanchen's cultivation level crushes all of you. Even the god Lord is not necessarily his opponent here, so you want to pull him over and don't think that others don't know your dirty thoughts..."

"I said, Feng Chenglin, am I so unbearable in your heart?" Gu Lan seemed a little amused and speechless: "You haven't thought about it. Think about it the other way around, maybe I am the one who was pulled to the back!"

"You? You have to take your back, who can pull you? The King of Hell can't pull you..."

"The only one who can't even pull the King of Hell can pull the person, then your Mr. Mo can pull the person!"

"I, haha, our Mr. Mo will pull you to the back, he..."

Feng Chenglin originally wanted to sneer and responded viciously, but found that the expressions of Mo Xuanchen and Gu Lan were a little wrong, and his smile froze instantly.

"No, you, what do you two have these expressions? What does it mean?"

Ling Luoyu was originally watching the show there, but as he watched, he found that the aura between Mo Xuanchen and Gu Lan was a little wrong.
Chapter completed!
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