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Chapter 440 You Are My Uncle

In a sense, Ling Luoyu believes in Manager Jiao who has no interest.

However, this Rashomon game proved Mo Xuanchen's innocence by chance.

"The child is gone, and the second lady went crazy at that time! Later, after treatment, she got better, but she told everyone that the child was ruined by the valley owner with abortion pill... We outsiders don't know the details about it. Anyway, this is the case, and the result is also the result..."

Manager Jiao paused and remembered something.

"You are so happy, why do you remember to ask our second lady about it?!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and stood up: "It's all your business!? Get up, go to the same place with me!"

“Where to go?”

"You will know if you go..."

Manager Jiao's legs hurt so much, but he didn't dare not leave.

Under Ling Luoyu's coercion, she was escorted out of the Immortal Valley.

I wanted to send the plague god away, but she knew that she was pinning her to go south and rushed to the Ludao Academy.

——

Lundao Academy.

Mo Xuanchen looked at the red soul talisman over and over again, and the corners of his lips slightly bloomed, as if he was suppressing his smile.

Ling Luoyu carefully wiped Ling Yunfeng's cheeks and palms. From the corner of his eyes, he was immediately unhappy when he saw Mo Xuanchen's smile.

"You just say something, why are you laughing so treacherously?"

Mo Xuanchen finally couldn't help laughing: "You were cheated! This is the original soul talisman, without a soul seal, it is a soul talisman that has not been used yet!"

To put it bluntly, the soul talisman is also a magic weapon made.

The original soul talisman is like a blank piece of paper.

Only by sealing the soul seal of the Immortal Knights in it can you control those Immortal Knights.

The soul talisman is similar to the effect of the soul-summoning banner, so it can control thousands of immortal knights at the same time.

Now Ling Luoyu has brought back a primitive soul talisman. Although it is also a treasure, it has no effect on Ling Yunfeng.

Ling Luoyu was not as thrilled as he imagined.

Glancing indifferently: "I know!"

"You know?!"

"Nonsense! That Yujiran has no truth from beginning to end, full of lies! How much truth can the things she gave me be?!"

Mo Xuanchen became more and more unpredictable: "Since you know it is fake, why do you still need it?"

"Why don't you? I know it's fake, but she doesn't know what I know is fake..."

"Yu'er, what are you going to play?"

Ling Luoyu curled his lips evilly and smiled slightly: "She wants to be scheming, so I will accompany her to be scheming..."

Want to play conspiracy?

She will accompany you to the end!!!

"ah……"

A faint scream came.

Mo Xuanchen raised his eyebrows lightly: "You asked the fat man to force the manager Jiao to confess, are you going to the Immortal Valley?!"

"certainly!"

A hint of determination flashed in Ling Luoyu's eyes.

"My father's affairs have not been settled yet, of course I have to go!"

——

The screams of help came from the woodshed, and Xiao You outside shook his head.

This fat man is really cruel!

Since Ling Luoyu brought the half-dead Manager Jiao, his screams and begging for mercy have never stopped.

In the wood room.

Manager Jiao was tied to a stone bench and tied up tightly. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless and could only scream hoarsely.

"Big brother, you are my uncle, you are my ancestor... I beg you, don't torture me anymore! I have said everything I can say... Please... Let me go..."

Feng Chenglin stuck out his butt, scratching the soles of Manager Jiao's feet with his feathers on his face.
Chapter completed!
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