"She is"

Yang Bing stopped abruptly, and seemed to be silent for a moment before sighing faintly.

"I promised her not to say anything..."

"Miss, how can you listen to outsiders and not listen to us? We have taken care of you for many years, and are people who are sincerely good for you... They are all outsiders who have brought us their bad things! All these years Come, our seas have always had this kind of marriage, but those people came and said that this is not good...what's wrong? Only in this way can we keep our blood pure..."

Granny Yang was still thinking about it, but she just condemned those outsiders and passed on to them ethics that they had never heard of.

Especially some young people have been influenced by them, which has changed many ideas and practices.

Underground, Ling Luoyu squinted at the sword's edge, and then looked at the strong temple, her eyebrows raised slightly.

"Are you planning to confront us like this?"

Feng Chenglin took a step forward with disdain: "If you want to kill, kill, or if you want to fight, you don't need to threaten with such a sword..."

"Girl, they are my friends..."

Dingmiao struggled to get up and walked carefully towards the woman in black.

"We are together..."

"You...know?"

Feng Chenglin suddenly chuckled, looking owingly flat.

"Dingmiao, you can do it... but it was a while before we came down, and you got acquainted with others?"

"what did you say?"

The black-clothed woman seemed to be insulted, and the sword's edge slammed closer.

"Om!"

The soul blade was unsheathed and stood immediately under her neck.

"This girl, he didn't mean anything else, just astonished about your relationship with Dingmiao..."

Ling Luoyu glared at Feng Chenglin.

"Don't apologize to the other girl!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He was just a joke, and he didn't say anything!

Besides, isn't it an acquaintance?

How can this turn the face faster than the book!

But looking at Ling Luoyu's eyes, he withdrew the smile on his face, a serious jaw.

"Girl, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything...just to ease the tension between us..."

Dingmiao blanked his eyes

Do you also ease the atmosphere?

This is all right, it's even more tense! ?

The woman in black squinted at the soul blade under her neck, looked at Ling Luoyu again, and sneered suddenly.

"It's a quick shot... but do you think you can save him?"

"It doesn't matter if you can't save it, at least you can be buried with him!"

Seeing that the momentum was not right, Dingmiao quickly walked between the two of them, tentatively holding their wrists with both hands.

"Two, what do we have, sit down and talk..."

The black-clothed woman didn't mean to stop: "The two of them are also from the Miao family!?"

Miao family? !

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin looked at each other, looking at Dingmiao with a slightly strange look.

This kid sold himself? !

Otherwise, how does this woman know that he is from the Miao family? !

Dingmiao's look is very strange: "They... are not from the Miao family, but they are not from the sea... They are from outside just like me! So, we don't need to make this situation..."

The black-clothed woman glanced at the soul blade again, and finally slowly withdrew her hand and turned to light the oil lamp.

Dingmiao breathed a sigh of relief, and felt the tears on his back. He couldn't help but fell to the ground, taking out a small porcelain bottle in a cold sweat.