There are many people, sometimes it is powerful!

However, when facing the gods, there are too many people to dominate.

On the contrary, it may become the dragging oil bottle.

Taking advantage of Dingmiao to find Zhou Yan, Feng Chenglin walked up to Ling Luoyu suspiciously, following her line of sight to look at the back of Dingmiao.

"Three young masters, what are you doing? I don't have any problem with you trying to win these people, but if you want to take them to the shrine, I don't understand...You are still in a hurry, it is difficult to protect yourself. Why are you bringing a few of them again?"

Ling Luoyu smiled but didn't smile: "Fatty, don't you think that the people we **** masters want are gathered together at once?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

It seems that this is the case!

The reincarnation of the human emperor's sacred bone, the heir of the Miao family, the future patriarch of the Mo family...

It seems that they are all twisted into a thread.

Everyone is on this line, no one can get off, no one can make money.

"Three young masters, what do you mean? It doesn't mean that...someone is deliberately bringing a few of you... together?"

Fengcheng Linyou turned his head and looked at the courtyard gate.

"Grandma..."

If this old grandmother really has a problem, then a few of them have been smashed together, and it can be explained perfectly!

Ling Luoyu curled his lips noncommittal: "I didn't say anything!"

She couldn't tell whether Mo Xishu was true or not.

After all, people are disguising themselves with bones.

Even if she was a god, she couldn't tell whether the other party's bones were the same.

Today, Mo Xishu can only be regarded as a real grandmother.

As for what happened later, act by chance.

Only Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin knew about this thought.

When they had breakfast, the two of them and the others glanced at them, and they were very close to Mo Xishu.

Especially Mo You, he looked at Mo Xishu like a fan: "High Priest, what you said to me last night really benefited me a lot. I thought about it all night, and the more I think about it, the more I feel you say it. That's right!"

"Last night?" Feng Chenglin bit the steamed bun, a little confused.

Last night, the old grandmother seemed to chat in their room very late before returning.

Why did you talk to Mo Youbing at the rhythm of the night?

Could it be that after she went back, she did not rest, but continued to talk with the disciples and grandchildren of the Mo family all night long! ?

Oh, that's really a good ancestor of the year!

Mo Xishu didn't want to say anything more about what happened last night: "I just did what I should do, said what I should say, it's just my duty, it's not worth talking about!"

"Yes, yes, I'm so excited..." Mo You smiled, a little embarrassed: "I am..."

"Drink porridge!" Mo Xishu put a bowl of white porridge in front of him: "If you don't drink it, the porridge will be cold!"

"Yes, yes, thank you, high priest!" Mo You respectfully took it, and thanked him with great kindness.

Feng Chenglin bit the steamed bun, drank the porridge, glanced at his side, and rubbed against Jun Lai: "Do you think that Mo You worships the high priest of their house in his bones? That look is like looking at a **** same?"

Jun Lai squinted, "Isn't someone like the high priest waiting for the gods?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Why does this guy seem to be a little wrong? !

It seems that there is a deep awe of Mo Xishu too!

Suspiciously, he heard someone coming over behind him humming a little song.

For a moment, everyone's eyes looked at it instantly, with different expressions.