Gongsun Pound's sarcasm deepened: "If you can find him out, maybe there will be no trouble!!"

How could Mo Xishu not know what he meant!

But now she has understood Ling Luoyu's true intentions!

She is ringing her alarm bell! !

Don't stretch your hand too long, otherwise no matter if something happened to Ling Luoyu or Feng Chenglin, Mo Xishu would be the first to escape responsibility! !

On the forest floor, Ling Luoyu sat in the carriage and looked at the map leisurely.

With the car curtains up, Feng Chenglin sat there with a strange expression, turning his head to look behind him from time to time.

Ling Luoyu raised his head: "If you have something to say, let it go quickly if you have a fart. There are still a lot of things to consider on this young master's side!"

"Call..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly grabbed the reins, frowning confusedly.

"Three young masters, I don't understand too much...Let's go like before, and go like this...it's no different, right?!"

"Why not?!" Ling Luoyu's fingertips wandered along the route on the map: "The first few times we walked sneakily, and there were chasing soldiers behind, but this time?! We walked leisurely, Honestly, and there is nothing behind the fart and the back of the stock...Don't you feel refreshed?!"

Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth: "Seriously, I thought you really wanted to throw me beside that old woman..."

When Ling Luoyu told him that he wanted to pin him by Mo Xishu, he protested.

But given Ling Luoyu's temperament, he did not insist too much.

When he was grieving in the room, Ling Luoyu actually tore the void to appear, and took him out of the ancient city of Mo Family without saying a word, making him still bewildered even now, I don't know if she is doing it. what.

Is it because of fun to toss back and forth? !

Before Fatty Feng's words fell, Ling Luoyu's eyes suddenly stared, closing the map very seriously.

"What? Mo Xishu is also a stunning beauty, and she is now in the empty and lonely period of time. With your identity as a small meat, she can definitely become her new favorite..."

"I'm pooh!!" Fatty Feng snorted several mouthfuls disgustingly: "Just her old meat, how can we compare to our lighthearted family?!"

"Old meat?! Mo Xishu is such a stunning beauty, you said she is an old meat? And where is she getting old? There are no wrinkles on her face..."

"She's still not old? How many years have she been raised?! How old is she?!"

Feng Chenglin became more disgusted as he thought about it, and took a few bites.

"Just the old meat in her body, it is estimated that even if it is cooked in a pot, it may not be cooked..."

He cursed a bit disgustingly for a while, but he didn't see Ling Luoyu answering, so he couldn't help but turn his head to look.

She was staring at the sunset outside the car window in a daze, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"San Shao?!"

Ling Luoyu Yuyu's eyelashes trembled lightly, and she quietly lowered her eyes: "When you say you are old, I think of Mo Xuanchen..."

Feng Chenglin didn't sit in a speechless manner, and drove forward again for a long time.

"Three young masters, I didn't mean that Mo Xuanchen is old... I'm just that metaphor! Look at Mo Xuanchen, where is he old? That little face, tender can pinch out water..."

"Fatty, I don't mind if you say he is old..."

Ling Luoyu interrupted Fatty Feng sadly, leaning faintly in the carriage.

"I was thinking, Mo Xuanchen would not let me leave the ancient city of Mo Family, but I came out..."