"why?"

Ling Luoyu took a breath and looked at Feng Chenglin thoughtfully.

"If it were you, would you do this? What are the benefits of doing this?"

Feng Chenglin's expression suddenly froze: "...Yes, what are the benefits of doing this? But just like now, we are hostile to each other... At most it is cannibalism... Does he want to borrow the temple? Hand, kill us to relieve our hatred?"

Before I finished speaking, I saw Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao's eyes looking together, and they immediately denied it.

"No, we can't kill us with the small methods of fixing the temple..."

Dingmiao: "..."

This is an opportunity to take revenge! !

Ling Luoyu looked at Dingmiao secludedly, turned his eyes slightly, and stood still.

Dingmiao showed a guilty conscience and frowned, "What's the matter?...Why are you looking at me like this?"

"...It's okay!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly retracted his gaze and stood upright.

"Since this incident was caused by us, as compensation, we can be responsible for the end...Say, what do you want us to do?"

Feng Chenglin was not reconciled: "San Young Master, this is obviously Mu Sheng's instigation..."

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu sullenly shouted, "The matter has developed into this way. We are already exhausted and we can only solve the matter!"

"Ok!"

Feng Chenglin waved his hand and walked into the ancient city of Miao family angrily.

"You discuss and decide, and I will implement it!!"

Looking at his back, Dingmiao sighed: "Why are you... why are you looking for me?"

"Is it still useful to say it now?!"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes, expressionless.

"No matter what my purpose was to find you in the first place, I have now deviated from my original intention... even if I want to ask you questions, won't you tell me?"

She was about to leave, but the voice of Dingmiao came from behind.

"You are for him!!"

Ling Luoyu stopped abruptly, turned his head slightly, looked at Dingmiao from the corner of his eye, but said nothing.

Dingmiao lowered his eyes to cover up the ripples in his eyes.

"You want to know... what did he say to me?"

Ling Luoyu turned around, his black eyes burning: "So, what did he really say to you?"

For Feng Chenglin, she insisted on coming to the ancient city of Miao Family because she wanted to find out the star map.

However, only she knew in her heart that she was looking for Mo Xuanchen's trace.

"Yes!"

Dingmiao sank his jaws, and after a long sigh, slowly stared at each other.

"But I can't say!"

"why?"

"There is no why! Just can't say!!"

"Can't say..." Ling Luoyu murmured.

Can't say three words, it's all.

There is a tacit understanding between him and Mo Xuanchen.

"He rescued you from the undead in the forbidden area in the sea, and let you leave the sea...because you have reached a... contract between you, right?"

"It's okay if you say that, but I won't... and can't tell you about specific things!!"

Dingmiao paused, his voice trembling slightly.

"This is for your own good... I promised him!"

"Can I know what... it's about?"

Dingmiao just shook his head, closed his mouth and stopped talking, walked through Ling Luoyu and entered the ancient city.

The appearance of the ancient Miao family was much more embarrassing than when Ling Luoyu first came.

At this time, the ancient city of the Miao family was like a ruin that had been completely abandoned. Not only could it not find a house intact, but it was also messy.