Princess Against the World

He and Ling Luoyu knew it well.

Regardless of whether Mo Shiyu is who they suspected, a battle between him and Mo Xuanchen is inevitable.

But this time once he takes action, Mo Xuanchen will decide the winner after all.

Therefore, the Mohist ancestral hall cannot be saved.

But if at that time, the two of them followed the usual route and shouted for everyone to escape, it is estimated that many people would risk their lives and go to the ancestral hall to join in the fun.

By then, what awaits them is ashes.

In this case, it would be better not to say anything.

Just prove it with actual actions and follow them, that's right.

In the dust and mist of the ruins, two figures flew apart as soon as they touched each other, like two bolts of lightning falling towards the world.

"Third Young Master..."

As soon as Feng Chenglin finished speaking, Ling Luoyu spotted Mo Xuanchen's figure and ran away.

"Xuanchen..."

Feng Chenglin followed closely: "I saw that guy's figure just now. He seemed to have run away. Could it be that I was dazzled?"

Judging from the falling figures of the two people, Mo Xuanchen fell in a straight line, while Mo Shiyu seemed to have lost power and ran away into the distance.

Mo Xuanchen didn't speak, just looked in the direction of Mo Shiyu.

Feng Chenglin finally realized something was wrong: "You two... weren't you the one who let him go?"

"He is not the Lord of God!" Mo Xuanchen's expression changed: "I have fought against the Lord of God, and his ability is inferior to that of the Lord of God, but he should not be underestimated..."

"There shouldn't be many people among the Gods who can achieve this level of cultivation. It's not difficult to know who he is..."

After Feng Chenglin finished speaking, he found that Ling Luoyu and Mo Xuanchen were looking at him.

That look was clearly asking.

He always spread his hands instantly: "Do you have to think about it? People with this kind of cultivation are the figures at the top of the pyramid. Just ask that guy Lu Ming, and you will definitely know that if it doesn't work, there will be that false god master. Well……"

It is estimated that one of the two of them must know such a thing.

Even if they don't know, if they use their ability to search and ask, they should be able to find the result.

"If this person is not the Lord of God..." Ling Luoyu stood with a serious look.

Before, they had been speculating.

Mo Shiyu is the Lord of God.

The reason is unclear, but judging from his actions and abilities, it is completely consistent with the personality of the God Lord.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't him.

"Hey, have you ever thought that that guy is Mo Shiyu, the patriarch of the Mo family?" Feng Chenglin once again opened his mind and looked into the distance thoughtfully: "That guy's cultivation... is following Who practices it? Why is it so high?"

"Didn't you guys fight before?" Ling Luoyu thought of what happened before, "I remember that you and Mo Shiyu had fought before, and he was your defeated general. What's the difference between him before and him now... ?”

"They are not the same person, different in every way, except for the face that can be disguised!"

Mo Xuanchen must be someone pretending to be Mo Shiyu.

"What I don't understand is, why would anyone be willing to pretend to be the head of the Mo family?"

"Such things are just for money and power," Feng Chenglin pointed to the still suspended sacred stone: "For now, it should be for him!"

Ling Luoyu's heart was moved, and he quickly took out the red silk from the chaotic world. He rotated his fingertips, controlled, and steered the red silk towards the sacred stone.