"Of course not, I'm not a fool!!"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes in disdain.

"Who am I? I am the fish on the chopping board, waiting for others to slaughter... I was afraid of being discovered when I disguised myself, and I was still so fucking... Isn't that obvious telling others who I am and waiting for everyone to slaughter me?!"

Ling Luoyu looked sideways with fun, but didn't say anything.

Feng Chenglin's lips suddenly twitched, and he immediately understood what she meant.

"Fuck..."

He understood!!

But I understand this, I am a little anxious and anxious.

"San Young Master, you...you mean...the temple we are facing now..."

He glanced at the surroundings, approached Ling Luoyu, and lowered his voice.

"He's just a disguised person?"

"Do you have any other explanation?"

"……grass!!"

Apart from this word, Feng Chenglin could not find another second word to describe his mood at this time.

yes!!

They should have thought of it long ago!!

There must be a special reason why Ding Temple was able to hide in the world for so long that even the Lord of God could not do anything to him.

And this special reason should be his disguise method.

"San Young Master... The disguise technique of setting the temple is too powerful, and you can even avoid your eyes!"

Being able to avoid Ling Luoyu's eyes once is already very skilled.

But Ding Temple was able to fool her over again and again, and she was definitely a big expert in disguise.

"Yes, even I was covered..."

Ling Luoyu narrowed his eyes slightly and lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

"That's because in my eyes, Ding Temple has no disguise at all!!"

"……What?"

"When Ding Temple was with us, it was the true appearance!"

“…How could it be?”

Feng Chenglin said that it was so good??

"San Young Master, you mean to set up a temple... so that we are with us..."

If this is the case, he will feel better!

At the very least, it means that Dingmiao still has something to trust!

After all, they are also facing her with true looks!

If your true face is exchanged for someone else's fake face, you will always feel very frustrated and uncomfortable.

Ling Luoyu shook his head lightly and thought of something: "Fatty, do you remember the first time you met Ding Temple?"

"Remember... the first time we met him, he had such a face..."

At that time, he was facing the silver-robed killer in the Killer Pavilion.

The first time he met him was his current face.

"Yes, it's the current face... Then the question is!"

Ling Luoyu narrowed his eyes and raised his lips diagonally.

"Think of from the perspective of others, if you were a temple... you would expose your true appearance to the killers of the Killer Pavilion? After all, behind the Killer Pavilion may represent the Lord of God... Isn't he afraid that his appearance will be known by the Lord of God, and thus the whole world will be wanted?"

“…”

After a few words, Feng Chenglin felt inexplicably sank.

"San Young Master, do you mean that he... was disguised at that time? The first time we saw him was his...disguised face?"

"That was your first meeting, not mine!! My first meeting with him was in Yaoshan Sect!!"

At that time, they were all ordinary disciples and were fighting for survival.

"At that time, he had such a face!!"

“…”

Feng Chenglin understands the key point a little-

"That bastard... has never faced us with his true face..."
Chapter completed!