Princess Against the World

"If Third Young Master was really a heartless person, he wouldn't be here! She is here just because of Mo Xuanchen's words... He wants the Soul Leaving Stone! We came in for the Soul Leaving Stone. gate of hell!!"

Mo Xishu suddenly sighed softly: "What an injustice... you two, alas..."

Her sigh gave Ling Luoyu an ominous prophecy.

"Grandma, has something happened to Xuan Chen?"

"...you two..."

Mo Xishu sighed again, unable to hide the helplessness in his eyes: "He went to the God Clan for you!"

"Why is he going to the God Clan?"

"What else can we do? Find an opportunity and kill the God Lord!"

"..."

This operation left Feng Chenglin a little confused.

"No...it's just a rumor that the male protagonist will die in his hands, but it's just a rumor. Why...we don't have to be nice and just run over to kill someone, right?"

Just because there are rumors that someone will die today, you can't just run to the river and throw yourself into the river! ?

This killing by chance and Baba's killing directly by running over to someone's house are completely different concepts.

Besides, the God Lord was already looking for trouble for them, searching for Mo Xuanchen everywhere, and even wanted the Mo family to hand him over.

Fortunately for him, he actually went there and killed someone himself! !

"Could it be that..." Feng Chenglin blinked: "Mo Xuanchen is planning ahead, striking first, and killing the opponent first while he still has some breath left?"

Several people looked at it instantly.

That look was so subtle.

However, none of them knew the secret, and no one could speak first.

Mo Xishu obviously didn't want to discuss this matter in front of so many people, so he waved his hand and let them go.

"Okay, let's go back to sleep."

Calmly, he winked at Ling Luoyu.

Ling Luoyu understood and followed Mo Xishu.

The others were too embarrassed to follow, so as not to be misunderstood as being gossipy, they dispersed and went back to rest.

Only Feng Chenglin ignored this and followed him.

"Fat man?"

"I don't care, I'll go wherever you go! Anyway, we two have nothing to hide!"

Mo Xishu glanced at him: "Follow me!"

The windows of the room she lived in were closed and the curtains were drawn.

Although the candlelight was dancing, it was a bit dull after all.

"Sit down, this place hasn't been cleaned up for a while, and I'm not in the mood either..."

"Grandma, you... when did you come here? Where was the former high priest here?"

"...High Priest?" Mo Xishu smiled half-heartedly, glanced around, and turned around for a moment: "If I said that I am the High Priest here, would you be surprised?"

Feng Chenglin was silent for three seconds: "Are you a high priest who had plastic surgery... to become an old grandmother?"

"The art of disguise needs to be watched by others, because our faces can be changed at will, but it must be well-founded. If it is not well-founded, it will look nondescript!"

Mo Xishu pointed to the small stove on one side.

"Go, get some hot water!"

Feng Chenglin fetched hot water and made tea, and Mo Xishu had someone bring snacks, which was great for a long conversation.

"I don't want to talk to you either. When Mo Xuanchen was at the Mo family, he didn't come to see me at all. I didn't know he was here. Of course, he didn't know I was here either. If it hadn't been for Mr. Tang's appearance, I would have I don’t know yet that he will return to the Mo family!”