"I'll come, I'll come!" Feng Chenglin has long sharpened his fist and is trying to find something to do, "but if I do it, I'm afraid you're all idle and have nothing to do!"
Thinking of something, he suddenly turned to ink star.
"What's the matter, brother? Let's go together!"
This time when they went out, they just brought ink star, not ink Xiaobai.
Mo Xing looked at Ling Luoyu and Mo xuanchen meaningfully and nodded: "together!"
"What do you think they do?" Feng Chenglin was very upset. He put on his shoulder and patted hard. "It can't be far away from the fire. If something happens, neither of them can save you. However, don't worry, I can't break you with me!"
Mo Xing just smiled and didn't say anything.
He was not afraid of being caught up in the matter, but hesitated for a moment.
Because once we find the black box with them, no matter what the final result is, he and Mo Shiyu will become sworn enemies.
If Ling Luoyu and Mo xuanchen are not in his camp, he will lose the game.
That's why I hesitated for a moment just now.
Now that things have come to this point, there is no room for him to regret.
No matter what the result is, he has to keep going.
"The man in the black box is very mysterious. Even if I grew up with him, I have never seen his true face..."
"Ah?" Feng Chenglin was stunned: "did you grow up together?"
"We were all brought by the rain when we were young. We practiced martial arts together and lived together, so we grew up together!"
"You all eat, drink and sleep together. What does he look like... You don't know yet?!" Feng Chenglin laughed disdainfully, "is it your eyes that can't see his face, or is his face wearing a mask and ashamed to see people?"
Ling Luoyu was thoughtful and interrupted him: "that man is called a black box. It's not because he has a black box on his face, is it?"