For a few days, she had been riding a horse quietly, and even eating meals were chosen by the two of them.

Seeing that it was approaching noon, Ling Luoyu snapped his fingers and attracted the eyes of the two of them

"I said... Two uncles, what shall we eat for lunch today, have you thought about it?!"

"Wine! It must be wine!"

Feng Chenglin laughed and patted Dingmiao on the shoulder.

"Three young masters, let me tell you that in the past two days, it was a proper meeting for me and Dingmiao! If you don't have a drink to celebrate, I'm sorry for the fate of both of us, right!?"

"Yes! We are still not drunk at noon today!"

Dingmiao also climbed onto Feng Chenglin's shoulders, and the two brothers seemed to have to ride horses together, and triumphantly missed Ling Luoyu.

"You... As for..."

Ling Luoyu pumped his lips, looking at the two of them speechlessly.

Obviously, they are two people with different minds, each with a ghost child, but they are both from the actress.

After a few drinks, a good relationship is closer than a brother.

On the contrary, she, following the person behind her, seemed to be superfluous!

Looking at the backs of the two, Ling Luoyu shook his head silently and rode his horse to follow.

Located at the intersection of three official roads, Fulin Town is destined to be very lively.

And at this time, it was close to the sea and there were many people doing business, so the residents of the whole town were quite rich.

Dingmiao and Fengchenglinhe in the front were discussing whether to eat fish or meat, and Ling Luoyu at the back wanted to kick them all alone.

"What's so controversial? Order whatever you want..."

Is it interesting to fight this low-level topic! ?

With speechless eyes, Ling Luoyu squinted towards the surrounding shops.

"The restaurants and snacks here have everything you need, you want to..."

Her eyes trembled, her words suddenly stopped, and her heart trembled inexplicably.

Feng Chenglin noticed her strangeness and walked quickly: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly retracted his gaze: "It's okay!"

Feng Chenglin frowned, followed her gaze, and saw nothing.

"Three young masters, what's the matter? If it's all right, you won't be like this...Are you going to hide it from me?!"

Ling Luoyu sighed, faintly raised his eyes: "It's Mo Xuanchen!"

"what?!"

Feng Chenglin jumped up like fur, and shocked the Dingmiao in front: "What's wrong?!"

"It's okay!"

Feng Chenglin waved his hand quickly and gestured to Dingmiao.

"You go to the front restaurant to sit down, order good food and wait for us..."

A different color flashed under Dingmiao's eyes. Knowing that the two of them had something to say, they probably had to take them away. They also turned around immediately, leading the three horses to move forward.

Lowering his voice, Feng Chenglin almost whispered: "Where is he?"

He had already swept around here just now, and didn't see Mo Xuanchen's figure.

Was Ling Luoyu being overly nervous, or was his eyesight less than others.

"Why didn't he come to see you?"

"On the flag of the teahouse on the left..."

Feng Chenglin discovered at this time that someone had drawn a strange symbol with ink on the flag banner of that teahouse.

"That is the emblem of the Mohist school!"

Ling Luoyu's voice rang in his ears.

"It should be Mo Xuanchen left! He was telling me... he was here!"

"So, our route is correct!"

Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up suddenly, and he thought of something.

"Moreover, he should have guessed that we will come here, so we will leave a clue! In this way, if we want to find him, we only need to follow this mark to look for..."