"Yes, clearly!" Feng Chenglin followed closely with the knife on one side: "As long as you tell me what the thing looks like, I promise San Shao will show you carefully!!"

Ling Luoyu also nodded very cooperatively: "That's a must!"

But Master Mei will not know what that thing is: "Sect Master Ling, you seem too insincere like this, right? I don't want to covet the treasure you got, but the original rubbing...Which one are you from? It's always clear that things are developed and developed, right?"

"Of course I know this, but..." Ling Luoyu stretched out the ending sound, smirking: "But, I think I have to know what that thing is? I can't even know what that thing is, just like that. I gave it to you for nothing!"

"You... don't know what it is?" Master Mei's pupils shrank: "You don't know what it is, can you open it?"

"Yeah, isn't it amazing?!" Ling Luoyu opened his arms leisurely: "Seriously, I also feel very curious, so I want to know what it is..."

With her eyes drooping, she stared at the tea cup and shook her head with an evil smile.

"So, as far as I am concerned, what I want more is a real thing, rather than a formal...a apology tea!"

She gently took the tea cup with her fingertips, and in front of Master Mei, she slowly poured her tea on the ground.

"Mr. Mei, if you really want to apologize, then show your sincerity... Seriously, maybe you can have an unexpected harvest in the end!"

If this Master Mei was with her, she wouldn't mind sharing rubbings with her.

And this is the best and highest temptation she can give to Master Mei at the moment!

Sure enough, Master Mei looked at the rubbings too moved, his lips were moving, but he didn't say a word.

Ling Luoyu was not in a hurry, sat quietly, and waited for Master Mei to speak.

At this time, Master Mei has reached the final edge of the string breaking tight, she doesn't need to say anything more.

If she said more, she would appear to be careful, which backfired, and caused Master May's rebellious psychology.

Therefore, Ling Luoyu is not in a hurry.

Master Mei stood too quietly, his eyes locked on the rubbings.

After a long time, he sighed faintly: "God's will... you may be the destined God's will..."

"Aunt?" Ruan Qing exclaimed, looking at Ling Luoyu with complicated eyes.

As for Ling Luoyu, he was confused: "What is destined?"

What is destined?

The last thing she wants to hear now is these four words by fate! !

Because according to this script, the ending of her and Mo Xuanchen is the destined ending that has been written-love and kill each other! !

So, what she dislikes most now is these four words!

"Sect Master Ling, if you don't know anything, then... the whole thing is a long story! We..."

"Then it's a long story. Speak slowly...!"

Ling Luoyu adjusted a comfortable posture, and had the momentum to listen to the story.

"Anyway, I don't know anything... I always have to listen carefully to know the reason, right?!"

Master Mei didn't have any joking heart: "The thing in your hand, we call it December... The reason why it is called December is because before that, there are eleven..."

Feng Chenglin pursed his lips: "Then this is a... won't it be from January... to November!?"