Chapter 897 (1/2)

There are a group of people in charge. Yu Xiaoxiao doesn't worry that the meat steamed stuffed bun he brought can't be divided. Gu Xinglang, who is not hungry, still eats a meat steamed bun after Yu Xiaoxiao stuffed two steamed stuffed buns in his hand.

Jingmo several people looked at the steamed stuffed bun in their hands and thought about the ”famous saying” that Yu Xiaoxiao said on weekdays. People who waste food can't die well. These people also ate the meat steamed stuffed bun.

Young master Fenglin finished eating the meat bun and muttered in a low voice, ”Why have I ever eaten in such a place?”

The other people in the room were all people who had been on the battlefield. They had eaten with corpses. They just stood in the guest room where the water was about to flood their calves to eat. It was really the first time for everyone.

Young master Fenglin complained to Jingmo, ”why did you find such a place to stay?”

As soon as I heard that young master Fenglin used the word ”stay”, he was in charge of the family and said, ”why do you stay in such a kennel? Young master, you can tell jokes now. ”

Xiao Wei looked at the master and said, ”if you have a bad brain, don't talk.”

Master

Xiaowei said, ”do you want to fight with me?”

The leader moved his mouth and shouted to Yu Xiaoxiao, ”princess, Xiaowei is bullying again. Do you care?”

Xiao Wei

Jingmo

This is getting more and more promising, isn't he?

Yu Xiaoxiao stood at the door of the room and watched the second leader's gang divide steamed stuffed buns. After listening to the leader's cry, she looked back and said, ”bear, I didn't say you. Are you really stupid now? Elder brother arranged the ambush outside the inn. This place must have been negotiated between him and Jingmo in advance. This place is located in a partial position, with few people and a large place. What a good place to fight? ”

The master was silent. He was said to be stupid by the princess.

Jingmo and Gu Xingnuo looked at each other. This time, they were still in danger, but they could see that there were more than enough killers to deal with the general monks of Yongsheng temple with the army. Only for the experts of Yongsheng temple, the idea of relying on the army to win in number seems to be infeasible now.

Jingmo looked at the young master of Fenglin and said, ”how many masters like the master of Yongsheng temple?”

Young master Fenglin stood with a gloomy face and didn't speak.

Jingmo said, ”don't know?”

Young master Fenglin shook his head. He really didn't know.

Jingmo sighed and said, ”as a young teacher of Yongsheng temple, how did you live in Yongsheng Temple these years?”

Young master Fenglin was annoyed by Jingmo, and coldly returned to Jingmo: ”don't ask me if I want to die, how can he let me know too much about Yongsheng temple?”

Jing Mo said, ”since you regarded yourself as the successor of Mo Wen before, you didn't inquire about Yongsheng temple?”

Feng Lin said coldly, ”don't ask, don't let me ask.”