"Of course not, am I a fool!!"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes contemptuously.

"Who am I? I am the fish on the chopping board, waiting for someone to slaughter it... I am afraid of being discovered, but it is so true... That is not to tell others who I am, waiting for everyone to come. Kill me?!"

Ling Luoyu looked sideways, but did not make a sound.

Feng Chenglin's lips twitched suddenly, and immediately understood what she meant.

"I fuck..."

He got it! !

It's just that I understand, I'm a little bit worried.

"San Shao, you... you mean... the Dingmiao we are facing now..."

He glanced around, moved closer to Ling Luoyu, and lowered his voice.

"He is a disguise?"

"Besides, do you have any other explanations?"

"...Fuck!!"

Except for this word, Feng Chenglin couldn't find another word to describe his mood at this time.

Yes! !

They should have thought of it! !

Dingmiao was able to stay invisible on the rivers and lakes for so long, and even the gods could not help him. There must be special reasons.

And this particular reason should be his method of disguising.

"San Shao...This Dingmiao's disguise technique is also so powerful, even your eyes are hidden away!"

Being able to avoid Ling Luoyu's eyes once was already superb.

Ke Dingmiao was able to flick her over again and again, she was definitely a great expert in disguise.

"Yeah, even I was blinded..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell thoughtfully.

"That's because in my eyes, Dingmiao has no disguise at all!!"

"what?"

"When Dingmiao was with us, it was true tolerance!"

"how come?"

Fengcheng Lin Xin said so good? ?

"San Shao, you mean, Dingmiao... is with us with true tolerance..."

If this is the case, he feels better!

At the very least, it shows that Dingmiao still has something to trust!

After all, they are also facing her with true tolerance!

If your true face is exchanged for someone else's fake face, you will always feel aggrieved and uncomfortable.

Ling Luoyu shook his head slightly, thinking of something: "Fatty, do you remember the first time you saw Dingmiao?"

"Remember... the first time we saw him, he is such a face..."

At that time, he was facing the silver-robed assassin of Killer Pavilion.

The first time he met him, it was his face now.

"Yes, it's the face now...then the problem is coming!"

Ling Luoyu squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his lips diagonally.

"Think about it in another way. If you are Dingmiao... you will expose your true face to the killer of the killer pavilion? After all, behind the killer pavilion, the representative may be the god... Isn't he afraid of his appearance? This is known by the gods, and is wanted by the whole world?"

With a word, Feng Chenglin's heart sank inexplicably.

"San Shao, you mean, he was...disguised at the time?? The first time we saw him, it was his...disguised face?"

"That was your first meeting, not mine!!! The first time I met him was in Yaoshan Sect!!!"

At that time, they were all ordinary disciples, all fighting for survival.

"At that time, he was such a face!!"

Feng Chenglin understands the key a bit--

"That bastard...has never faced us in his true colors..."