Involving the **** emperor, who else would dare to talk behind the scenes without fear of death?

What's more, the affairs of the Miao family are not of their own concern.

It's nothing more than to join in a lively chat in your free time, if it really hurts your life, it's not worth it.

Therefore, not many people know about the things of the Miao family.

Coupled with the suppression of the emperor of the gods, and the consciousness of everyone, gradually even the existence of the Miao family was gradually forgotten.

"It's fine if others don't know. You Wuze Palace is invited by the emperor to deal with the aftermath. Don't you know the whole story? I'm still saying that.

Ling Luoyu didn't stand still at all, turned around and left decisively.

"Wait a minute," Wang Ke grabbed her behind him: "The Miao family's affairs...I only know that they did one thing under the order of the **** emperor, but I don't know what it was! However, this incident touched the bottom line of the Emperor at the end, and that's why it brought a murderous disaster!"

Wangke turned to Dingmiao, his eyes cold.

"You said, would he know the whole story?"

Ling Luoyu shook off his hand calmly: "As the Miao family, he must know! Otherwise, he won't hate you so much!"

"Yes..." Wang Ke smiled bitterly: "I hate it for no reason!"

"It doesn't matter if you hate for no reason, I'm afraid he will kill you for no reason!"

Ling Luoyu walked towards Dingmiao.

Woke is dead or alive, she doesn't care.

She was worried that she would be implicated in him and be killed innocently!

Dingmiao stood there, still motionless, it looked like he had entered Dingming, there was no movement, and it didn't look like it was about to wake up!

Bored, Ling Luoyu sat down cross-legged, looking down at the water patterns under his feet.

The water pattern is still there, and it is still spreading out in a beautiful way.

Suddenly, her pupils shrank, and she looked at the water pattern thoughtfully, and her fingertips followed the pattern of the water pattern around in circles, looking into the distance.

Seeing her look was wrong, Wang Ke quietly stepped forward: "What's the matter? Did you find something?!"

"No, it's just a little bit of feeling, I don't have a clue yet!" Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes, concealing the luster of his eyes.

These water lines spread out in circles, but at their center point, there is no power to spread out.

So, how does it form the water pattern.

Without power, without external force, it is absolutely impossible to form water lines!

However, these water lines are on a circle, spreading out very regularly.

If there is no external force, there will never be such a phenomenon.

So, where is this power?

Where does it come from?

Ling Luoyu stared at it, and the center of power was not at the place where the Ding Temple stood, but was tilted to the primary side, ten meters away.

She quietly looked at the fixed second, immediately got up, and turned around quietly, seemingly boring, and finally moved to that position.

The hydrographic pattern slowly fainted from a leaf, like a hand churning back and forth there.

The water ripples slid down Ling Luoyu's feet.

She frowned slightly: "Weird, why didn't we find these weird water patterns just now?"

If one didn't find it, that's fine, why didn't the three of them find it?

Ling Luoyu searched for the picture just now in his mind, breathing for a while, as if thinking of something.