"Soul-Leaving Stone? Haven't you told me?"

"How do you know that the Soul-Lie Stone is in the Mo family?"

"I really analyzed..." Zhou Yan also smiled: "It seems that I guessed right. The Soul Li Stone is really in the Mo family?!"

"I'm here, but I don't know where... I'm still not sure!"

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"But I think there should be some hint in that place!"

The Soul-Living Stone was stolen and released by Mr. Tang.

Moreover, it was obvious that she was going to take it away!

In this case, it must be a place where she can find the house.

"I'll accompany you!" Zhou Yan thought of something: "Everyone from the Mo family knows Dingmiao and Mo You. Their actions will be in the way. I have collected some information about the Mo family over the years, and maybe there are some useful things, but... Do you don't want the Mo family to know about this?"

"That's natural!"

"Since that's the case, let's start from the river!"

"Going to the river?"

"Xiajiang is the connection between Hongcheng and the central city, and is separated from the gray city. If you start from that place, even if something happens to investigate, you will not find Mo Xuanchen's side for a while..."

"It doesn't matter anything else, it's just you..." Ling Luoyu pointed to his face: "Who do you want to make some adjustments?"

"Are you talking about my face?" Zhou Yan smiled: "Miss Ling, in the Mo family, my signature is a soft sedan chair, a wheelchair, not my face!!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

This is a bit rough.

But the truth is true!

Because for everyone, as long as Zhou Yan appears, there will definitely be a wheelchair or a soft sedan. If he pulls this way, what he looks like will naturally be eliminated.

The two agreed on some details before they escaped from the Chaos Secret Realm.

In the hall, Feng Chenglin's snoring was quite deafening.

Cheng Xue looked at him from time to time, with a complicated expression.

As for Zhuang Dashang, he sat on the steps and looked at Cheng Xue with a bad look.

Mo You and Dingmiao were calm and calm and found a chessboard to play chess.

Both of them, one of them, was not very concerned about the outcome of the matter.

After all, it's nothing to do with you!

The other one is that you have absolute confidence in Ling Luoyu.

Just like Feng Chenglin, if you have a broad mind, you will naturally lose your worries.

The maid brought another cup of tea.

When collecting the old tea cups, the sound of collision awakened Feng Chenglin.

He paused for a moment, snoring, and slowly sat up straight: "Huh? Haven't come out yet? I'm hungry... that, is there anything to eat? Cook a bowl of noodles for me...you..."

After a pause, he looked at Cheng Xue.

The corners of his lips were twitched, and he immediately wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, as if he was wiping off the remaining drool.

"Well, whoever you want to eat noodles, let's cook them together?"

Ding Temple raised his hand: "I have a factor!"

Mo You held the chess piece and took a long time to fall down: "Give me a bowl of porridge!"

The maid responded and looked at Cheng Xue and Zhuang Dashang.

Zhuang Dashang rolled his eyes without saying a word.

Cheng Xue also shook her head: "I don't have an appetite!"

The master is now in the uncertainty of his life and death, so how can they still have the mood to eat?

"Feng Chenglin, where did that Miss Ling take my master?" Zhuang Dashang shouted impatiently.

"Where is it? You don't know if you say it, and you can't go there. What are you asking?"

Feng Chenglin took a sip of tea, rinsed his mouth, and drank the remaining tea in one go, very leisurely.
Chapter completed!