To tell you the truth, it's gloomy and cold. It doesn't look like a living man.
This is also the reason why Feng Chenglin feels a little guilty.
The black box ignored him, but slowly turned his head and looked at the incoming ink star.
"Is that you?"
Feng Chenglin was stunned:... Ah! Isn't this guy deaf? How can you talk?
Since ancient times, heaven is deaf and dumb, that's together!
People born deaf can't speak if they can't hear their pronunciation.
I didn't expect this guy to be able to speak and enunciate clearly.
No wonder, if it weren't for the people around him who know the root and bottom, he wouldn't be deaf.
Sure enough, a little Taoist!
"Why did you come here? The patriarch... Asked you to come?"
"No, myself!" Mo Xing looked around and said, "we've known each other for so long, and we grew up together, but I've never been a guest in your house..."
"Mo Xing, the patriarch has an order. If you and I were not ordered by the patriarch, we could not meet in private!" The black box looked at fengchenglin again alertly: "where is he? Who is he?"
"Do you think I want to come to you?" Mo Xing rebuked and sneered, "I'm still a little self-conscious and self-esteem. How can I be eager to come to you without your permission?"
"And you?" The black box quickly understood, "is he looking for me?"
The wind became numerous and piled up smiling faces: "it's me!"
"Who are you?"
"As the saying goes, why have you met? After all, we are friends of Ping Shui. There is no need to know our identity..."
Black box:??
... what the hell are these guys doing?
Baba ran to his house and said these inexplicable words.
At that moment, the air field suddenly sank a lot: "what are you going to do?"
Feng Chenglin smiled: "if you don't do anything, you just ask you something..."
"I don't know!" The black box refused mercilessly.
Feng Chenglin felt ashamed: "I said... Big old black, this is your fault. We didn't say anything, so you just refused? Is it a little... Too heartless?!"
"No matter what you ask, I don't know!" The black box hummed coldly: "so it doesn't matter if you start asking. Anyway, I won't say anything!"
Then he turned to ink star.
"You can go back and tell the patriarch when I betrayed him after so many years with him? This meaningless test is unnecessary!"
Then he slammed the door and went out.
Wind forest is more foggy: "test???"
This guy
wait!
He suddenly understood and looked at Mo Xing thoughtfully: "what does he mean? Treat us as our own people?"
When Mo was sick, he said, "don't even believe that Mo was sick......"
His own son will not be 100% trusted, let alone just raised a dog?
Even the black box will be tested by the test game sent by ink rain from time to time.
Feng Chenglin thought of the worst possibility, and the egg hurt to death: "no, what I care about is... If Mo Shiyu doesn't believe it, what will happen? It won't be the kind I think... Shoot a killer and come and test it?"
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