Ling Luoyu's phoenix eyes condensed slightly: "Do you know what a daughter of destiny is?"

"Isn't that Master Mei is too foolish?" Feng Chenglin muttered.

Immediately, realizing that something was wrong, a pair of eyes slowly condensed on Ling Luoyu.

"No... Third Young Master..."

He suddenly looked at her finger and pulled his lips.

"It's... it must be your blood... right?"

"If your blood is useful, what else is the daughter of destiny?"

Ling Luoyu flipped his fingertips and cut out the mouth of blood on the soul blade, dripping Sanyue with blood.

When a drop of blood fell into the golden hand, it instantly seemed to have been absorbed, and disappeared without a trace.

"Huh...what's the matter?"

Feng Chenglin opened his eyes curiously--

Isn't this guy still picky?

How come his blood was not absorbed at all, so Ling Luoyu's blood was sucked completely?

Suddenly--

"Crack!"

Jin Shou Chuan suddenly made a crisp machine sound.

"It's started..." Feng Chenglin exclaimed in excitement.

Amidst the rotating sound of the machine bracket, the golden hand-shaped hairpin changed and adjusted its shape like the golden hairpin, and finally turned into a panel.

"I'm going... this again?"

Like the blonde hairpin, some patterns and patterns are carved on the panel.

"Fatty, take pen and ink..."

"Huh? Oh!"

Only then did Feng Chenglin react, and took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to expand the March pattern.

"Three young masters, in December...but it means there are twelve pictures... thirty, three young masters... December!"

But it means getting things from the hands of twelve people!

A long way to go!

"Three young masters, shouldn't we just fool around all the way?"

"Who said twelve people? There are ten more?" Ling Luoyu waved the rubbing indifferently: "Now we have two in our hands... Besides, I'm still the daughter of destiny, you still worry. Those people don't come here in person?"

"San Shao, what do you mean?"

"If we have the initiative in our hands and let the wind go out, then everything will be fine..."

She doesn't believe it, those who hold the other December will not wonder what the secret behind this treasure map is!

As long as they are curious, they will definitely come to the door!

For those who take the initiative to find the door, the initiative is naturally held in their hands!

"Fatty, the bait is out now, what we have to do is to wait for the fish to take the bait quietly, and then catch them all!"

In the camp

The quarrelsome Sect Master and Mei Shitai suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at them tightly behind them.

The tingling sensation of the thorns on the back came out spontaneously.

Subconsciously, the two turned their heads and looked behind them together.

Ling Luoyu sat elegantly in the chair of the grandmaster, her fingertips entwined with a strand of hair, and she smiled softly: "Two people, watching your conversations are in full swing, I'm not embarrassed to interrupt you... it doesn't matter, you just treat me as if I don't exist, continue... "

Sect Master Chao and Master Mei instinctively looked at each other and looked at the door one after another.

At the door, the figure flickered, and the guard remained the same.

It seemed that Ling Luoyu's entry also appeared quietly, as if not alarming the guards!

Otherwise, there is no reason for the guard to not report.

"You... how did you get in?"

"No... the same as Feng Chenglin, but also... I've been lurking here long ago while we are not prepared!?"