The name looks fake.

It is to hide his identity.

There is no silver three hundred taels here!

"What's wrong with the name?" The man's eyes widened, and the fierce light flashed: "Could it be that what's wrong with this name?"

"No, no, of course not..." Ling Luoyu instantly lowered his gaze, with a flattering smile: "Big Brother's name is so casual and open-minded, just like you, how could it be wrong?"

Holding the pen and ink, walk towards the second person.

"Brother, you are..."

"Accounting!"

He took the pen and ink, and just about to write his name, after seeing Wang Er's name, his eyes narrowed.

Soon, I wrote-Zhao San.

Ling Luoyu: "..."

really!

The ones who are special are here to act!

The people in this room are probably all horns!

With the lessons learned from these two people, the people behind seemed to write down their names one after another without telling them.

According to Ling Luoyu's instructions, Feng Chenglin sent the rice dishes to Baohe Temple, and he helped for a while before returning.

When I came back, I saw Ling Luoyu lying on the counter counting money.

"Three Masters..."

His eyes lit up instantly, and he ran over.

"How? How much did you make?"

"Isn't this counting?" Ling Luoyu lip, pointing to the account book on one side: "Now, just these people, wait a while, you remember, see if they go to Baohe Temple..."

Feng Chenglin noticed that there was no one in the store: "Where are they?"

"What do you mean?" A wicked smile faded from the corner of Ling Luoyu's lips: "You think, where is the first place they are going now?"

Feng Chenglin suddenly approached thief and lowered his voice: "Zhao Family...Old Ancestral Hall?!"

"The obvious place, if it were me, I would go there as soon as possible... but whether or not I can get in depends on their fate and luck!"

"Wait a while, we guess we will know..." Feng Chenglin laughed and opened the account book, so he took a look.

The smile froze slowly, and his eyes blinked.

For a long while: "San Shao?"

"Ok?"

"...They, the name...Wang Er, Zhao San, Song Si, Zhang Wu, Yang Liu, Chen Qi...Is this a team, or is it coming... to make me funny?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes flicked slightly: "What do you think?"

"These people are... also really interesting, do they hide their real names so that no one else knows them?"

"At least, the two of us don't know!"

"...But they..." Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes slightly, and thought of something: "San Shao, you said these people... do you know each other?"

Ling Luoyu's eyelashes sank slightly, and a touch of shock was lifted: "Each of them has a huge aura hidden in their bodies. Although it can be suppressed, the aura is amazing... people who can cultivate to this aura are between themselves. , How can you not know each other?"

"...Then, these people are really interesting!" Feng Chenglin immediately threw the account book away, and sneered: "Since we all know each other, what are you doing with fake names? What is the difference between this and self-deception?"

"They know each other, but you don't know each other!"

"what?"

"Even at this time, someone between them got the wrath of thunder, but only a few of them knew... Of course, as the number of people later increased, more and more people would know about it, but Well... At present, only a few of them know well that once Thunder Fury reaches someone's hands, then there will be others who can **** it from..."