Princess Against the World

"Soul-Leaving Stone? Didn't I already tell you?"

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

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

"Yes, I am, but where... I don't know yet!"

"..."

"However, I think there should be some hints in that place!"

The soul-leaving stone was stolen and released by Mr. Tang.

Moreover, it was obvious that he was going to wait for her to show up and take it away!

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

"I'll go with you!" Zhou Yan thought of something: "Everyone in the Mo family knows Dingmiao and Mo You. If the two of them move, they will get in the way. And I have also collected some information about the Mo family over the years, which may be useful. It’s just that...don’t you want people from the Mo family to know about this?”

"That's natural!"

"In that case, let's start by going down to the river!"

"Go down to the river?"

"Xiajiang is the connection point between the Red City and the Central City. It is separated from the Gray City by a city. If we start from that place, even if something goes wrong, we will not find Mo Xuanchen for a while..."

"Nothing else matters, it's just you..." Ling Luoyu pointed at his face: "Do you want to make some adjustments to your appearance?"

"You mean my face?" Zhou Yan smiled: "Miss Ling, in the Mo family, my signature is the soft sedan and the wheelchair, not my face!!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

That said, it's a bit rough.

But the truth is true!

Because for everyone, as long as Zhou Yan appears, there will be a wheelchair or soft sedan for him. If he pulls it, he will be eliminated naturally no matter what he looks like.

The two agreed on some more details before escaping from the chaotic world.

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 was sitting on the steps, looking at Cheng Xue with a rather bad expression.

Mo You and Ding Miao calmly found a chessboard to play chess.

Of the two of them, one didn't care too much about how things would end.

After all, it’s none of your business!

The other one has absolute confidence in Ling Luoyu.

Just like Feng Chenglin, when your mind is relaxed, your worries will naturally disappear.

The maid brought a new cup of tea.

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

He paused for a moment, stopped snoring, and slowly sat up straight: "Huh? You haven't come out yet? I'm already hungry... Well, is there anything to eat? Make me a bowl of noodles... You guys..."

After a pause, he met Cheng Xue's gaze.

The corners of his lips twitched, and he immediately wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, as if to wipe away the remaining scratches.

"Well, if any of you want to eat noodles, how about cooking them together?"

Dingmiao raised his hand: "I want noodles!"

Mo You held the chess piece for a long time and then put it down: "Give me a bowl of porridge!"

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

Zhuang Dashang rolled his eyes and said nothing.

Cheng Xue also shook her head: "No appetite!"

The master's life and death are now uncertain, how can the two of them be in the mood to eat?

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

"Where? Even if you tell me, you don't know and you can't go there. Why do you ask?"

Feng Chenglin took a sip of tea, rinsed his mouth, and drank the rest of the tea leisurely.