Yan Lao seemed to understand something at this moment, and looked at the two men thoughtfully.

"If that's the case, I advise you to die of your heart!! Xingjun is not like yours... you can see it!"

There was more obvious contempt on his face, and his chest was raised proudly.

"You know, I haven't been able to see Lord Xing with my aptitude, just rely on you..."

"Lao Yan joked, we two have nothing else, this is self-knowledge!"

Ling Luoyu gently kicked the wind into the forest under the table, smiling flatteringly.

"How can we compare with Yan Lao you, right?"

"Yes, yes, we are the ones who can't support the wall, how can we have the qualifications to rival your Yan Lao?!"

With a smile, Feng Chenglin got up to pour the wine for Yan Lao and accompany the wine in person.

"So, I respect you..."

Yan Lao was very comfortable with this flattery, and he took the wine bottle with satisfaction and took a sip.

Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu tried to persuade him to drink, and asked about Mi Dieshan and Xingjun.

Until Yan Lao was completely drunk, the two men threw down their drinks, and each took a handful of pills.

"Fighting with us, you can't kill you!"

Feng Chenglin tore off a chicken leg and took a bite.

"We are here prepared..."

"Okay, pack up and go!"

Ling Luoyu took out the map and ordered Feng Chenglin to buy some dry food for the road, and he marked the location of Mount Midie.

It's just that the more I look, the worse my face looks.

Feng Chenglin walked over with the package on his back: "What's the matter? Didn't find that Midie Mountain?"

"found it!!"

"... Then why do you give this expression?"

Found it, shouldn't it be a happy smile?

How can you still look like you are in debt! ?

"Watch it for yourself!"

Ling Luoyu handed the map to Feng Chenglin and looked at the direction of Mount Midie.

"...What are you looking at?"

Fengchenglin is still at a loss.

"Three young masters, don't you think... a bit far away?"

From where they are now, it would take three days at the fastest if they were riding both day and night.

Is it because she doesn't want to be so tired?

But it's not right, this doesn't seem to be her style.

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "Such a distance...you said, where did that Xingjun move his hand?"

Feng Chenglin looked down suddenly, his expression unhealthy: "Wherever it is, it's not good for us..."

If it was the hand that moved by their side, even if they reached Mount Midie, they might not be able to find Xingjun.

But if he is in Miedie Mountain--

Feng Chenglin dare not think further! !

What a power against the sky? !

"San Shao...Didn't Yan Lao say that Lord Xing may not be in Midie Mountain?"

"There can be no waves without wind. Since there is such a rumor, there must be a reason for the rumor... Even if Xingjun is not in Mount Midie, it must be the place he has been! It must be unusual to be patronized by him personally, so , No matter what, we have to go there ourselves..."

"I'm fine, but..."

Feng Chenglin bit his lip lightly, and finally expressed his worry.

"Do you think Dingmiao can last for so long... Didn't you confess us?"

"As long as the world has no news about us, it means that Dingmiao is gritting his teeth and insisting... You know, as long as you make good use of things about us, you can also become a bargaining chip for him to protect yourself! Dingmiao is not a fool! , He will know what kind of things are best for him!!"