Chapter 347

"Anyway, it's just a legend."

Qing Que said with indifference: "It's just you outworlders who just came to the Xianzhou who feel it's magnificent. But on my way to and from work, I can see this kind of scenery every day, and I'm tired of looking at it."

"Let's go now, don't waste time here."

Saying this, Qing Que took the lead to get on the ship.

And Stelle frowned. She felt a faint sense of familiarity in the withered tree, but this familiarity was fleeting and disappeared instantly without a trace.

"It must be that I'm exhausted."

Stelle shook her head and also walked onto the skiff, not caring about the fleeting familiarity just now.

After everyone got on the skiff, Tingyun drove it, carrying everyone to the Divination Commission.

At the same time.

Where Jing Yuan was.

Jing Yuan put down the Diheng Qiong Diyuan Diyuan Qiong Yu Tiles in his hand with emotion, looked at Lin Mo, and sighed softly: "Guest Lin Mo's technique is really amazing. I'm completely not an opponent. It's hard to imagine you've only been to the Xianzhou for a few days and just came into contact with Diheng Qiong Diyuan Diyuan Qiong Yu Tiles not long ago."

Another game of Diheng Qiong Diyuan Diyuan Qiong Yu Tiles without winning made Jing Yuan sigh in his heart.

This person's technique—no, it can't even be described as technique.

At first he didn't think of it, but soon he thought of that guest of the Minghuoshang Society.

Plus the little fox-eared maid who had been following this person was wearing the clothes of the Minghuoshang Society, he had already judged in his heart that the young man in front of him was that guest of the Minghuoshang Society.

He was also a guest of the Ten-Lords Commission, possessing the potential to become an Aeon.

"Just luck."

Hearing Jing Yuan's words, Lin Mo shook his head: "My luck in playing Diheng Qiong Diyuan Diyuan Qiong Yu Tiles seems to have always been very good."

Regarding Jing Yuan recognizing his identity, Lin Mo didn't feel surprised at all.

"If you have time tomorrow, Guest Lin Mo can come to my Divine Divination Commission to play Diheng Qiong Diyuan Diyuan Qiong Yu Tiles."

Jing Yuan smiled and said: "My Divine Divination Commission welcomes your arrival, Guest Lin Mo."

"We just met for the first time, and you invite me to be a guest at your house?"

Hearing Jing Yuan's words, Lin Mo smiled faintly. He didn't expect Jing Yuan to be so enthusiastic.

"Of course, I also see the contribution Guest Lin Mo has made to the Luo Fu."

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Jing Yuan nodded gently: "I want to thank you on behalf of the Luo Fu."

Whether it was the experimental Grotto-Heaven of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus or catching the members of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus, they were all found by Lin Mo. Lin Mo made a great contribution to the Luo Fu.

"Just a small effort."

Lin Mo shook his head. Everything was just something he did along the way.

"I wonder if Guest Lin Mo knows Morax?"

The next second, Jing Yuan smiled: "I heard that the sky-covering dragon claws descended from thin air, and the dragon tail sweeping in all directions crushed the erosion tunnel, the living stagnant phantasm, so I guess Guest Lin Mo knows a lot and should know that Morax, or is Morax himself."

Looking at some changes on the Luo Fu, they were all because of Lin Mo, and then there were other changes.

That dragon before had never appeared.

As the general of the Luo Fu, he knew that dragon too well. It was definitely not from the Luo Fu.

Not from the Luo Fu, and appeared after Lin Mo, so Jing Yuan guessed that the dragon was related to this Guest Lin Mo.

Especially the name of Morax shouted by that dragon, Jing Yuan had already judged that the name of Morax shouted by that dragon was the Guest Lin Mo in front of him.

Mysterious power, not belonging to any Path, and so strange—how could these things appear one after another?

Even the mysterious power encountered by Xie Jun of the Alchemy Commission was probably inseparable from this person.

After all, this person was a guest of the Minghuoshang Society.

With such associations, the mysterious giant dragon that suddenly appeared—if he said it had nothing to do with Lin Mo, he wouldn't believe it.

"Don't know."

Hearing Jing Yuan's words, Lin Mo's expression was strange, and he shook his head gently: "I am not Morax either."

Jing Yuan could actually guess that he was Morax, but the problem was he wasn't Morax.

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As for why Azhdaha shouted Morax at him, he was also speechless, and even unable to understand.

However, according to the guess, it should be the reason for the role-playing panel.

The role-playing panel rewarded him with Zhong Li's knowledge, abilities, etc., and rewarded him with Azhdaha, and then he summoned Azhdaha, so Azhdaha would subconsciously shout the name of Morax.

But the problem was he was indeed not Morax.

He was Lin Mo.

"Er, not??!"

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Jing Yuan was preparing to wait for Lin Mo to admit it, but hearing Lin Mo say he wasn't, a look of surprise that hadn't appeared for a long time appeared in his eyes.

"Not?"

How could that be.

Could it be that his guess was wrong?

Impossible.

How could he guess wrong? This Guest Lin Mo actually said he wasn't Morax.

Then who is the Morax shouted by that dragon?

With his experience, he could naturally see if Lin Mo was lying.

Whether it was Lin Mo's expression or tone change, or that calmness, it proved that Lin Mo was not the kind of person who would lie, or rather, would deceive him.

Lin Mo's tone and manner of saying he wasn't was very ordinary, completely as it should be.

He naturally looked at people for a lifetime and would definitely not look wrong.

But seeing this scene now, he couldn't help but be stunned.

If this Guest Lin Mo wasn't Morax, then who was the Morax shouted by that dragon?

A nameless force infiltrated the Xianzhou?

But this nameless force was helpful to the Xianzhou?

For a time, Jing Yuan's mind was full of thoughts, and one idea after another constantly appeared in his mind.

Originally he felt that the Guest Lin Mo in front of him was the Morax in that dragon's mouth, but this person said he wasn't, and he could also judge that this person wasn't lying.

So the Guest Lin Mo in front of him was simply not Morax!

Then the problem came: who exactly was the owner of that dragon? And who was it summoned by?

For a time, Jing Yuan fell into deep thought.

His judgment had never been wrong, but he didn't expect that he would be wrong this time.

Before this, he had never heard of the name Morax. Where did this Morax pop out from?

The dragon that appeared before, whether in tone or behavior, was very angry at that Morax. He could judge from its angry roar that the dragon was unwilling to be summoned by Morax.

But where is this Morax on the Xianzhou?

A variable appeared.

For a time, Jing Yuan rubbed his eyebrows.

A variable was enough to make him overturn some previous guesses and layouts, completely different.

Unstable variables were always paid attention to by Jing Yuan.

For a time, Jing Yuan fell into deep thought, and the Diheng Qiong Diyuan Diyuan Qiong Yu Tiles in front of him were no longer played.

And Lin Mo looked at Jing Yuan who fell into deep thought with a strange expression, not understanding what Jing Yuan was confused about.

And beside them, one after another, the people who gathered seemed not to have heard the exchange between Lin Mo and Jing Yuan just now.

They looked at Lin Mo and Jing Yuan who were not playing Diheng Qiong Diyuan Diyuan Qiong Yu Tiles, and discussed with strange expressions.

"Strange, for no reason, why did these two stop playing?"

"Not clear, but counting the time, it should be over, right? It's late at night, time to go back and rest."

"Yeah, it's hard to imagine, the general actually wasn't an opponent, and didn't win once."