Lin Mo's next words confirmed Huan Wuhen's thoughts.

"Actually, I quite admire you. At this point, you still want to take advantage of both sides. Based on what you said before, it's probably not you who really wants me and the Dragon King to go to the Imperial City.

Although the Dameng Enshrinement Hall does not have much conflict with our Human World Association for the time being, anyone with a discerning eye can see that as long as our Human World Association still pays attention to the collection of intelligence, sooner or later we will have a head-on collision with the Tianji Mansion controlled by the three dynasties.

Especially with the increasing reputation of the Human World Association, Tianji Mansion will be an opponent that must be fully prepared.

But the reason why the enshrining halls behind the three dynasties have not taken action yet is that the Tianji Mansion wants to first investigate the true identities of my eight tribes and what is behind them.

What power."

Speaking of this, Lin Mo's eyes were firmly locked on Huan Wuhen's eyes, but what made him a little disappointed was that Huan Wuhen's reaction was normal. Although there was a slight cover-up, he could not get the corresponding answer.

But thinking of something Huan Wuhen said before, Lin Mo had some guesses and continued:

"It's true that Huan Cangyuan wants me and the Dragon King to go to the imperial city, and it's also true that Dameng Wu Lao wants me and the Dragon King to go and break the situation.

Therefore, as a candidate for the Five Elders of Dream, if you want to really maximize your benefits, you must not only let me and the Dragon King go to the imperial city.

It would be best to use our strength to establish a third party that can decide the final outcome.

Of course, the most ideal result is that Huan Cangyuan dies and the number of Dameng Five Elders is reduced by half.

In fact, from the beginning, you never wanted to sit on the throne of the Dream Emperor. Compared with a target set up on the surface, there is no black hand behind the scenes that controls everything and makes more profit.

This is also a key prerequisite for you to win our trust even if you want to sign an oath.

All oaths must be fulfilled until you sit on the throne."

Immediately, Lin Mo ignored Huan Wuhen's increasingly gloomy expression, turned to look at Leng Chuluo and asked inexplicably: "How?"

Leng Chuluo moved his right wrist and said softly: "He is very confident."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Lin Mo's eyes: "It's not about self-confidence, but about wanting to get the maximum benefit. No matter the Meng Emperor or the Dream Five Elders, the power of these two forces cannot be used, so he can only come alone."

.

Of course you are right, he is indeed confident enough that he thinks that the big pie he drew can successfully fool you and me."

Leng Chuluo shrugged indifferently and ignored Huan Wuhen's somewhat sinister eyes: "But he still had some preparations, from when he stepped into the bamboo house just now.

I realized that he should have arrived here a while before us, but these scattered bamboo chairs did not look like the way a royal family would treat guests.

What do you think he is rushing to prepare during this time?"

Lin Mo and Leng Chuluo sang in harmony, and looked at Huan Wuhen's ever-changing face with great interest: "Of course they are preparing for a backup plan. Even if there is a one percent chance, this conversation may lead to

Parted unhappy.

There may even be some unexpected endings.

This Huan Wuhen is a good player at repeated horizontal jumps, but the reason why he is ambitious enough but lacks courage is that he is very afraid of death, more afraid than ordinary people.

However, he is also very well prepared. After all, you, a master of formations, have been tinkering with it for so long. It can be seen that even if there is a one percent possibility, he has carefully calculated it.

It's hard for me to tell him a lot of these things, but fortunately I was able to confirm a piece of information that he didn't even know.

It’s quite a harvest.”

Leng Chuluo glanced at Huan Wuhen's right hand, and it was obvious that something was tightly grasped in his palm, but then he looked at Lin Mo again: "It's not that we are fully prepared, but it's some kind of psychological comfort.

This is the most important step for him. No matter how steady he is on weekdays, his mood will still have great ups and downs, and everyone has different ways of calming down.

Since he is so afraid of death, he has developed a habit of constantly superimposing some messy formations on this bamboo hut to make his own safety more secure and to restore his composure.

By the way, don't pinch the jade pendant, the teleportation array under your feet was destroyed by me just now."

At the end of the sentence, Leng Chuluo stepped forward and patted Huan Wuhen on the shoulder, giving a friendly reminder.

Huan Wuhen's face turned livid, and his tone became even colder: "Then what are you going to do next? I may have the idea of ​​​​taking advantage of you, but I have also provided you with a lot of information.

I know that it is not too difficult for you two to deal with me, who is in the middle stage of Yang Shen Realm, with your strength, but I also have some means of dying together, so I believe you will not take risks and do things that neither of us want to see!"

Leng Chuluo walked to Lin Mo's side, touched Lin Mo's right arm with his left elbow, tilted his head and said seriously: "What he said makes sense. Originally, I wanted to change his formation and turn the situation to his advantage.

Our side.

But who would have thought he was so afraid of death, there are so many messy things, and it would take so long just to crack them all."

A gleam flashed in Huan Wuhen's eyes, and he looked a little excited: "Since my plan failed, then I will not get involved in this final battle!

Let me go, and we might have a chance to cooperate in the future!"

Lin Mo didn't say a word, maybe because he said too many words just now to delay time, so now he seemed unusually silent.

From the demon refining pot on his waist, he took out a black and red war box as tall as a person, with two lifelike gold and silver wolf heads engraved on it.

"System, possess eight and a half stars, duckweed in the autumn water, and be misty for three minutes!"

[Ding, 5100 points are deducted, leaving 211350 points.]

Immediately under Huan Wuhen's shocked gaze, a young man wearing a broad robe, a handsome face, and silver-white hair appeared behind Lin Mo. His whole body exuded the fierce aura of a top swordsman!

[Ding, the host has learned the "Miscellaneous Sword Technique" and promoted Sword Eleven Nirvana to Sword Eleven Rebirth, and understood Sword Twelve that can only be performed in the Yang Shen realm. (Note, using this move will cause physical collapse.

The risk of destruction, the host's constitution will be weak for three days)

Understand the Thirteen Swords that can only be used by the Yang Shen realm. This is a sword move that breaks through the limits of human power. If the strength is lower than the Yang Shen realm, there is a risk of God’s will to kill you!]

And Lin Mo's realm also broke through to the middle stage of Yangshen realm in an instant!

Among the current two permanent eight-and-a-half-star possessed characters, whether it is Nangong Hen, the black and white man, or Ren Piaomiao, the duckweed in Qiu Shui, they are all very compatible with Lin Mo!

However, if he is possessed by Nangong Hen, there is a high probability that Lin Mo will be affected by his madness and directly fall into a state of madness.

"This is... how is it possible! You are from Weidao Palace..."

Before Huan Wuhen could finish his words, the battle box in front of Lin Mo instantly disintegrated, and a powerful aura that was far superior to Xuan Ai's previous use of the Heaven and Earth suddenly erupted!
Chapter completed!