By the bonfire, whether the big hands were Xingjun, they were divided into two factions.

A group of people thought that the man was Xingjun, and listed some legends about him.

As for the other faction, they are more willing to believe that this is an illusion before a person is dying, because they feel that it is impossible for Xingjun to act on a few of them himself.

After all, the status of Xingjun lies there!

Just a few of them, if Xingjun wants to kill him, that's a matter of breathing.

How could he do it himself to destroy a few scum? !

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin sat in the corner obediently, listening to these people's spitting debate.

Unfortunately, until dawn, no one was able to convince anyone, and argued about the reason.

However, some people took a taboo and withdrew from the game after this time.

Only a few people still insist on finding out the secrets in the ancient city of Miao family.

At noon, in a small town a hundred miles away from the ancient city of Miao.

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin were immersed in a meal when they suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Two, such a coincidence?"

When they looked up, they saw the white-bearded old man they saw in the ancient city of Miao Family, and the two burst into laughter.

"Old Yan, what a coincidence...what? Are you eating here too?"

Feng Chenglin stood up with a smile, and greeted Xiao Er over.

"Lao Yan, if you don't dislike it, just eat with us. For today's meal, we invite..."

Yan Lao looked at the noodles in front of the two, just about to refuse with a smile, but he heard Feng Chenglin's orders.

"Take the best wine and food in your store, regardless of the price!"

He threw a gold ingot to Xiao Er and ordered him to come over with two good dishes first.

There was food and drink, Yan Lao no longer refused, but sat down in front of the two.

"Looking at you like this, it doesn't look like you have no money. Why do you eat so shabby?"

What Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin ate were only two bowls of noodles.

This is in stark contrast to the meal he invited him to eat.

"Lao Yan, let's not hide it from you, both of us... this is something I want to ask you!"

Ling Luoyu poured tea for him personally, and smiled a little dogleg.

Yan Laoxin said that she would be courteous, and she should be robbed by rape, but she smiled politely.

"what's up?"

"It's okay, just now... I was still arguing with the dead fat man about that Xingjun. I said yes, and he said no, now it's okay, here you are, just to tell us... "

Ling Luoyu dragged Feng Chenglin to sit down opposite Yan Lao, as if a fan was facing an idol, looking at him with pious little eyes.

"Lao Yan, I heard you say last night, that Xingjun...should be very old, right?"

"Old...no one knows how old he is, but some people speculate that it should be the same age as the **** lord..."

Before Yan Lao finished speaking, Feng Chenglin had a very irritating questioning expression: "Really?! If it is really like what you said, he should be a transcendent existence now, how can I pay it back? ......Will he go to the ancient city of the Miao family? Besides, what will he do in the ancient city of the Miao family?"

Regarding the disappearance of Dingmiao, no one in the entire Miao family knows except for him and Ling Luoyu.

Because the big hands back then, when they were overwhelmed, everyone except Ling Luoyu couldn't bear it and fainted.

Moreover, no one cares whether a young man who entered the game single is missing! !