Can you joke more! ?

Was he beaten by a bunch of guessing people? !

Then the guessing skills of this group of people are amazing!

"They are the blind cat and the dead mouse, and they just happen to meet the hapless you..."

Ling Luoyu sighed and patted Feng Chenglin on the back comfortingly.

"I thought about it, they didn't expect you to be so tricky... if they knew this, they wouldn't dare to start!"

For that group of people, it is estimated that they want to make a fortune.

It doesn't matter if Fengchenglin decides the temple or not, it's okay to search for oil and water!

But I didn't expect that as soon as Feng Chenglin took the shot, he would knock them out, making the following scenes impossible to sing.

"Three young masters, can you smile more honestly?!" Feng Chenglin was inexplicably frustrated.

"Am I smiling?"

Ling Luoyu stared at him and touched his face solemnly.

"I haven't... I am a person who loves to laugh naturally, so the corners of the eyebrows are naturally smiling... So, when you look at me, you will think I am laughing, but I really Didn't laugh, ha ha..."

Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth and squinted, "Then I have to believe it too..."

An hour after the two left, someone boldly walked into the slaughterhouse full of dead people to clean up the mess.

In the sweet ring, a colorful carriage stopped outside.

With his fingertips lightly picked, Yin Wen picked up the driving curtain and looked at the corpse on the ground.

The coachman turned his head: "Miss Yin, do you think this... is really the hand of Dingmiao?!"

"not him!"

Yin Wen retracted his gaze and wiped his fingertips on the white silk paw.

"The people who inform us, stop the pursuit..."

"...Miss Yin, for your subordinates' presumption, how can you be sure that this is not what the temple did? If it was him... then we missed the opportunity?!"

"This is not his style of acting!"

Yin Wenxie smiled and raised his lips, a fascinating smile faded on her delicate face.

"The current young master of the Miao family, that's the bereaved dog!! It's not just our killer pavilion who chased him... After being chased by us for so many years, when have you ever seen him kill so blatantly!?"

"This"

"Such a murder technique is equivalent to exposing his own whereabouts, which is not in line with his temperament!"

Yin Wen threw Sipa out of the car window, snapped his fingers, and greeted his people to retreat.

"Now he will only run away with his tail between his feet, hiding his whereabouts, absolutely not, nor dare to appear so openly..."

After receiving her signal, the killer pavilion killers hiding in the surroundings retreated one after another, disappearing without a trace.

The coachman also turned his horse's head: "Miss Yin, the subordinates have heard that...the silver-robed killer Fang Xiangzi was done! And...and he was killed when he was tracking Dingmiao, this..."

"Fang Xiangzi? The young master of the Miao family didn't have the ability to kill him! The one who killed him... someone else!"

Yin Wen smiled lightly, looking at the blue sky outside the car curtain.

"As for who that person is, it has nothing to do with us! Our main task now is to find Yan Zhen... By the way, what news is coming from Wuyingjian?"

"...No...However, according to our eyeliner observation, he has been following Yan Zhen, but I don't know why he didn't succeed..."

The driver was speechless and looked back meaningfully.

"Miss Yin... her subordinate feels that Wuyingjian's mission this time is a bit procrastinated! He is not a procrastinator!"