Ink star quickly wrote the blood deed, signed his name, pressed the blood fingerprint, sucked the wound, silently walked aside and remained silent.
Feng Chenglin sighed: "OK, you young people can play. I'm old. I'll learn to play like this next time..."
Biting his finger, he was about to sign his name on the blood deed, but he was stopped by the ink star.
"Not you!"
"... what?" Feng Chenglin didn't respond to the meeting for a while and a half: "didn't you want to sign the contract? Why do you go back on your word now?"
"I didn't go back, I just said... Not you!" Mo Xing's eyes fell on Ling Luoyu: "what I want is her!"
Fengchenglin: "
This is really... Not very harmful, very insulting.
He blew a little hair on the spot.
"No, Mo Xing, what do you mean?"
He bit his fingers and saw blood. Now tell him it's not him?!
"What's the matter? My blood is not blood. I'm not human?"
"That's not true, but I can see that among the three of you... Miss Ling is the top priority!" Mo Xing also made no secret of his speculation: "you will go through fire and water for her, and her husband will give his life for him... So I want her to sign a contract..."
"You..."
"As long as Miss Ling signs the contract, it means that all three of you have signed my contract!"
At this moment, Mo Xing doesn't hide his mind at all.
"Tie the three of you with one person... This is not a losing business!!"
Feng Chenglin was speechless again: "..."
He stepped back two steps and looked at the boy in front of him carefully.
"Are you really the... Ink star?"
Ling Luoyu smiled: "this is the most real ink star!"
The boy who was with Mo Xiaobai before was just a wolf in sheep's clothing.
The young man in front of me is scheming, insidious and vicious. He doesn't talk about martial virtue!!
Seriously, she really likes him a little.
"Fat man, borrow your blood," Ling Luoyu rubbed a little fengchenglin's blood with his fingers, and looked at Mo Xing with his eyes: "don't you mind if I use his blood?"
Mo Xing nodded solemnly: "don't mind a contract, just a sense of ceremony!"
Use your own blood to write this deed, Lin
Mo Xing was very serious and nodded again: "this is the sense of ceremony!"
Fengchenglin: "
Ling Luoyu pressed his handprint on the contract.
"We have done what you asked. Is there anything else?"
Ink star solemnly put away the silk paper: "there is no more, but..."
"You want more?" Feng Chenglin couldn't bear it. He jumped up again: "you've tossed so much. Is it over yet?"
Mo Xing just glanced at him lightly: "I want to say that I will tell you about the divine stone, but believe it or not, it's up to you!"
"Isn't that nonsense..."
"It's not the Mohists who are looking for the divine stone. The ink rain is just a dog who listens to people and works for people!"
"... is someone else looking for the stone?"
"God!"
“……”
Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at each other quietly.
——This matter is so noisy that it turns around and turns to God again!
However, this is not surprising!
The starting point of the whole thing is God!?
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