Meng Fu couldn't help but turn a white eye in the past, said is equal to did not say.
Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin are in a hurry. Obviously, they have something urgent to do.
Even if you see them at this time, you won't stop.
Urgent??
Meng Fu looks shocked, and quickly calls the people around to keep up.
"Don't stand still, let's go!"
Ling Luoyu is in such a hurry to walk. Maybe he has found something.
If they lose it, they will not be able to make a difference when they go back!!
However, when she looked at Ling Luoyu from afar and turned back to the ancient city of Mojia, she was stunned.
"They Why are you back? "
Confused in her heart, Meng Fu dismisses people and keeps up with her.
Since they are in the territory of the Mohist school, they are following in such a high-profile way that it is a bit of an embellishment to attract people's attention!
Turning a street corner, Meng Fu's look suddenly shocked.
On the street in front of her, there was only one trace of Feng Chenglin.
"No way!"
Meng Fu exclaimed in surprise. She went back to the place where she saw Ling Luoyu at last, but she got nothing.
There were so many people around, but there was no one she wanted.
After searching for a week, Meng Fu can only catch up with Feng Chenglin again, hoping to catch up with Ling Luoyu through him.
Who knows that he seems to have nothing to do, leisurely found a noodle stand to sit down, asked for a bowl of shredded meat noodles, big mouth to eat up.
Meng Fu did not dare to leave, only to follow.
But until the evening, watching him return to the Mohist temple, did not see the trace of Ling Luoyu.
Meng Fu can't, can only return to Mo Xi Shu's bedroom.
In the bedroom, Mo Xi Shu is lazily leaning on the brocade couch, and a maid kneels on the ground to dye her red nails.