Many people, sometimes strength!

But in the face of God, many people do not necessarily dominate.

On the contrary, it may also become a drag.

Taking advantage of the Ding temple to find Zhou Yan, Feng Chenglin walks to Ling Luoyu's side and looks at the back of Ding Temple according to her sight.

"San Shao, what are you doing? I don't mind if you take these people, but if you want to take them to the shrine, I don't understand How can you take a few of them with you

Ling Luoyu seemed to smile rather than smile: "fat man, don't you think that we, the people God wants, have gathered together once and for all?"

"Fengchenglin":.... "

Like, it's like this!

The reincarnation of the emperor's divine bone, the descendant of the Miao family, and the future master of the Mohist School

It seems that they are all twisted into a line.

Everyone is on this line. No one can get down and no one can earn.

"San Shao, what do you mean? It doesn't mean Someone is deliberately taking you Come together? "

Wind into the forest you turn to look at the courtyard door.

"Grandmother..."

If this old grandmother really has a problem, then a few of them are put together, can explain perfectly!

Ling Luoyu's unconcerned hook lip: "I didn't say anything!"

Mo Xi Shu is true or false, she can not say.

After all, people use bones to change looks.

Even if she was a fairy, she could not tell whether the bones of the other side looked like that.

Now, I can only be a grandmother.

As for what happens later, act according to circumstances.

Only Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin know this.

Wait until breakfast, they two and others one eye, face Mo Xi Shu is incomparable intimacy.

In particular, Mo you looked at Mo Xishu like a fan: "high priest, what you said to me last night really benefited a lot. I thought about it all night, and the more I thought about it, the more I thought about it, the more I thought about it, the more I thought about it, the more I thought about it, the more I thought about it, the more I thought about it

"Last night?" Feng Chenglin is biting steamed stuffed buns. He is a little bit muddled.

Last night, the old grandmother seemed to be chatting in their room very late before returning.

How and Mo you Bingzhu night talk rhythm?

After she went back, she did not have a rest, but continued to talk with the disciples of Mohism at night!?

Oh, that's really a good ancestor of the year!

Mo Xishu didn't want to say anything more about last night's things: "I just did what I should do and said what I should say. It's just my duty. It's not worth talking about again!"

"Yes, yes, I am so excited..." Mo you chat with a smile, a little embarrassed: "I am..."

"Porridge!" Mo Xishu put a bowl of porridge in front of him: "if you don't drink it, the porridge will be cold."

"Yes, yes, thank you, high priest!" Mo you respectfully took over, and thanks a lot.

Feng Chenglin bit baozi, drank porridge, glanced at his side and rubbed to Junlai: "do you think that moyou worships the high priest in his family? That look, it's like looking at a fairy? "

The king glanced askance, "isn't a person like a high priest equal to a deity?"

"Fengchenglin":.... "

This guy, what seems to be wrong?!

It seems that Mo Xi Shu also has a kind of awe in the bone!

Is suspecting, heard behind someone humming a ditty came.

For a moment, everyone's eyes are different.

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