Chapter 707: Gold paint ink word

Ling Luoyu was very sensitive to the word "mo", and immediately thought of Mo Xuanchen.

Feng Chenglin stepped forward quickly: "What is this?"

The word "ink" is written in gold lacquer and remains as new.

Tingtong has no sense of words, but has a lot of research on wooden boards.

"This is a thousand-year willow...very precious!"

He pulled out many pieces of wood from under the inner core and soul stone, forming the prototype of a box.

"Instructor Yan, look at this, this box made of thousand-year willow wood contains these inner alchemy and soul stones! But because time has passed too long, the box is loose..."

Ling Jingchen's pupils couldn't help shrinking: "Seriously, if it weren't for these inner alchemy and soul stones... just this thousand-year-old willow would be a treasure!"

Ling Luoyu bit her silver teeth lightly, brushing the golden lacquer and ink words with her fingertips, calmly entering the chaotic environment.

"You have packed your inner core and soul stone and leave. Instead of waiting for me outside, you will go directly to Ling's house and give the things to the patriarch, so that the night will not have many dreams!"

Feng Chenglin's eyes sank: "Three young masters, we are here to win the competition! Now with these inner alchemy, your Ling family will definitely win, why are you staying here!?"

"Because I need to know something!"

Although the Ling family's affairs have already happened, the two men in purple and red robes and this golden lacquered ink word are like stones, weighing heavily on her heart.

I don't know why, instinctively, she feels that this ink character has a certain relationship with Mo Xuanchen.

"Fatty, you **** the two of them away..."

"No!" Feng Chenglin frowned, "As soon as it's critical, you want to throw me down! You know... Don't talk nonsense, I won't leave!"

Ling Luoyu does not need to talk nonsense!

She knew Feng Chenglin's temper, unless it was not dangerous, he would definitely follow.

When the lower jaw first said: "Okay, you can stay if you want to stay...Ling Jingchen, when you go back, be careful...Also, tell the patriarch that the wealth is not exposed! Just take out the inner alchemy and soul stone that can win the game. , Don’t expose all the inner alchemy and soul stones, lest disasters occur! Remember, don’t reveal your wealth!"

Ling Jingchen understood the truth of guilt, and now solemnly collected the inner alchemy and soul stone.

"I will! But you two??"

"It's okay, we won't have any problems!" Feng Chenglin was very relieved: "Anyway, we just follow and see, and we won't mix things up, don't worry!"

After leaving Ling Jingchen and Tingtong away, Ling Luoyu took out the water and soaked Feng Chenglin's whole body.

"Three young masters, what are you doing!?"

"Help you withstand the heat... I'm afraid of your cultivation. I can't hold the temperature outside!"

Feng Chenglin's tops and shirts, under the high temperature, the water mist curled up.

"It's hot..."

He seemed to approve a shirt full of hot water, and quickly resisted his strength, and then he felt better.

The two chose a one-person wide crack to drill in, and almost closed their breath with steam.

"What the **** is this place!? So much mist? I can't see anything at all?!"

Under the mist, the light of the torch is no different from that of a candle.

"Behind these gaps, there should be an underground river. When the river meets a volcano, it alternates between cold and hot, and so much steam is produced..."

"Then this underground river is so tenacious, it hasn't been dried up yet when it meets such a big volcano?!"