With a word, Dingmiao's heart moved, and he quickly walked to the entrance of the cave, smelling one by one.

After some searching, the two stopped at the entrance of a cave and looked at each other

"This one?"

"Smells!"

With double jaws, Feng Chenglin took out the Huozhezi and entered first.

Dingmiao followed closely: "Aren't you scared? Why are you still going ahead? She is not here, you can't see your bravery..."

Feng Chenglin glanced at behind him, and suddenly smiled: "I don't have any bravery, so I don't need to show it to the third master... Because even if I am brave, in her eyes, I am just a brother!! Just like you... Friends, apart from that, there won't be any more relationships between you!"

"How can you be sure that the relationship between me and her won't be one step closer?"

"The three young masters and I have lived and died for so many years... I know what kind of man she likes! Set the temple, listen to me... Be friends, you are all right..."

"Just like you? I like her very much, but I just became a brother!"

Feng Chenglin stopped abruptly and turned around slowly.

"Dingmiao, I like her because of everything we have ever experienced... What about you? You like her, presumably because of her stunning beauty, right?!"

"...You're not me, how do you know?"

"You and her are just a few times in contact. You don't even know who she is, what kind of temperament, or why you are here, so you like her... Isn't this because you like her because of her appearance?"

"Man... it's all like this!!"

Feng Chenglin sighed and turned to continue walking.

"Always like a woman so superficially... Then when she is old and twilight, she will fade and love..."

Listening to the tone and meaning, it seems that you are not a man!

"I'm not that kind of person"

"Whether it's right or not, it doesn't mean much... Because the third master won't like you, you will die of this heart..."

Dingmiao's eyes throbbed: "It's the high priest... it's him that Miss Ling likes!"

Feng Chenglin suddenly laughed and said, "The surname Miao...Is that in your eyes, I am such a fool?!"

"You go around the old man, making such a big circle... isn't it just to tell me about the man from the third young man?"

The purpose of setting up the temple is revealed, but there is no slight difference on his face: "I am talking to you about this. How can you have so much thought?"

"The same sentence, yes or no, you know the most in your heart, and I know..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly stopped and turned around thoughtfully. The sly smile on his face made Dingmiao puzzled for a while.

"Why don't you... treat the high priest as the man of the Third Young Master! In this way, you will target him... As long as you surpass him and stand on top of the peak, maybe the Third Young Masters will change their minds... is you!"

His half-truth and half-fake appearance made Dingmiao's heart not bottom.

At the beginning, he speculated that the relationship between Ling Luoyu and Mo Xuanchen was unusual.

But Feng Chenglin kept silent again and again, saying nothing.

This made him even more suspicious and undecided.

But now, Feng Chenglin suddenly changed his words, and his attitude was still a big change of 180 degrees, but he didn't know what the mystery was.