Lin Mo knew clearly why Wang Changxing behaved like this.

Not because of fear, but pure excitement!

He usually didn't see it, but the three people in front of him were also militants.

Even in the near future, there will be no cowardice in the fight against the forces commanded by the grandmaster.

On the contrary, the three of them were already full of anticipation and excitement at the moment.

After Wang Changxing took his eyes off the map, he hurriedly asked.

"Mr. Lin Mo, how many masters do we have at the master level in the three districts now?"

Although Ji Dutuo has explicitly banned it.

But some things still have to be prevented.

After all, the dog will jump over the wall when it is in a hurry!

Not to mention the master masters.

Lin Mo replied, "It's not certain yet!"

can not confirm?

Wang Changxing looked puzzled.

"I'll give you the answer tomorrow!"

After Lin Mo finished speaking, he discussed some arrangements for the front line with a few people.

It wasn't until after dinner time that everyone left.

As for Lin Mo, after leaving Wuhen to take care of Xuelian, he came to the White Cemetery's resident alone.

Since Ma Bond has accepted the entire White Cemetery, the place is much deserted.

As soon as Lin Mo approached, the old man suddenly appeared in front of him.

"How is the senior's injury?"

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows and asked.

Because of greed, the old man wanted to kill him halfway.

It just didn't occur to him that Lin Mo stabbed him so much that this end was hit by Xuelian's eighth-grade lotus.

The internal injury has not recovered yet.

The old man smiled bitterly: "Mr. Laurin cares, the old man's injury is almost healed."

"Do you know what Mr. Lin is here for?"

If he had a choice, the last person in his life would be the young man in front of him.

However, after revealing his identity, Death Island has no place for him.

Once he steps out of the third district, he may face the siege of countless master masters.

An exposed guru after all.

There is only one Crystal Skull, and one less Grandmaster means one less competitor.

The old man still sees this very clearly.

Lin Mo replied with a joke.

"Why, old man, can't I come to you for a drink and a chat if I have nothing to do?"

The old man didn't know Lin Mo's intentions, so he didn't dare to refuse, so he could only greet him with a smile.

"You are very welcome, please come to Mr. Lin."

After the two were seated, the servants quickly prepared the banquet.

The old man took advantage of the situation and directly picked up the wine glass.

"The previous thing was that the old man was fascinated for a while."

"This cup is an old man's apology, please don't take it to heart, Mr. Lin."

Saying that, he raised his head and drank.

However, after he apologized, Lin Mo didn't have any reaction and just looked at him so quietly.

Those scrutinizing eyes saw that the old man was covered in hair.

He asked involuntarily.

"Mr. Lin, what's wrong with my appearance for a few days?"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Mo withdrew his gaze, and then he also picked up the wine glass.

"Senior Guisou, what are your plans for the future?"

"This��"

The old man was dumbfounded in the face of this sudden question.

What are you going to do?

He didn't even think about it himself!

Ever since he was injured, the old man has been worried.

I was afraid that when Lin Mokong started, he would come to him for revenge.

Until Ma Bond came and absorbed his Qingzhuo gang.

Not only did the old man not have any dissatisfaction, on the contrary, there was a trace of happiness.

He knew that Lin Mo would at least not kill him.

It's just that he was always in fear during this process.

How can you think about future plans!

Now that Lin Mo asked this question, he naturally didn't know how to answer.

On the other hand, Lin Mo grinned.

"Senior, may the junior give you an opinion..." JrNovels.com