One of them sniffed the air vigorously and pointed in the direction where Ling Luoyu disappeared: "That girl's breath is over there!"

The two men kept running and flew away again.

Dingmiao was hidden in a corner, and his eyes flashed: "Now, things are really making a lot of trouble..."

These two people are wearing specific clothes.

On the left shoulder of the clothes, there is an obvious family crest-ink! !

Mo Xishu's family! !

The Mohist people have always lived in seclusion.

Moreover, because of hiding from the gods.

On weekdays, they pay great attention to their whereabouts and will not leave any obvious traces.

But today they not only showed up, but also wore the Mohist's unique emblem printed clothes.

Dingmiao's heart began to beat wildly: "Is this saying that the Mohist and the gods...have provoke publicly?"

For him, if the Mohists can come forward, it means that things are done in all likelihood.

The Mohist family had been dormant for so many years, now that he dared to emerge, he was absolutely sure of it.

Otherwise, they will never put themselves in danger.

Wait...

Where is Ling Luoyu?

When the temple settled down, Ling Luoyu thought of Ling Luoyu.

She looked like that just now, she should have noticed that someone was following her, so she pushed him away.

He couldn't help frowning: "Why are you pushing me away?"

It stands to reason that the Mo family and the Miao family can join hands to deal with the **** master together.

After all, among the Protoss, they have the strength to join forces, and they don't share the enmity of the gods, so it is the Miao family and the Mo family.

Why did Ling Luoyu push him away?

Could it be that she didn't know that the person who came was from the Mohist family, and she was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so she pushed him away and took everything alone?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly chased in the direction of Ling Luoyu's back.

The main city where the **** is located is extremely prosperous.

The streets are paved with bluestone slabs, and no matter how many people walk on them, they are spotless.

The shops on both sides of the street are all ancient wooden structures, carved dragons and painted buildings, and the colors are gorgeous.

On the whole, it belongs to the big hand of a stylist.

Mr. Ling Luoyu bought a bunch of candied haws, fried two more lamb skewers, and finally stood in front of the stinky tofu stall, eating while waiting for the stinky tofu to come out of the pot.

Suddenly, as if she felt something, she slowly turned her head to look to the right.

On the right, two strange faces are looking at her.

Seeing her gaze, he immediately turned his head, avoiding her sight, pretending to buy vegetables, and rummaged through the vegetables in front of the small vegetable vendor.

There was a smell of stinky tofu, and the two immediately glanced at each other.

A person's shadow appeared on the booth.

Then, there was a light smile: "Two, you are following me, are you hungry? If you are hungry, I will ask you to eat. If you are thirsty, let's go to the tea stall in front for a cup of tea. how?"

The two looked at each other for a while, and neither spoke.

Ling Luoyu smiled: "Don't look at the other party anymore. I'll treat this meal. If you don't eat it, I'm sorry, it's the consequences of not giving me face and not giving me face, but it's a bit serious..."

Regardless of the expressions of the two of them, she turned around and left, forbidden to go to a large restaurant.

Anyone knows, before entering the door, the guards at the door came out with swords and pointed straight at them.

"stop!"

"do not come"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Oops! !

This is a bit interesting!