Ling Xiaoran was quite displeased when he heard this, snorted lightly, and said with a smile: "Let's not go off-topic, let's think about the puzzle carefully, and if the incense is extinguished and you don't come up with it, then you won't have a chance to see Miss Mo." ”

As soon as they said this, everyone nodded, and took the note in their hands and pondered it carefully.

In the face of the ridicule of these noble clansmen, Fang Ling's expression was very calm, and at the same time, he also noticed that there was a long incense stick lit in front of the tower, and there was still a foot-long height left.