Mo Xuanchen's eyes fell on the iron box, his eyebrows darkened slightly.

"And this important link may be something in this iron box!"

"Game?" Ling Luoyu was moved in his heart.

Until now, Mo Xuanchen thought this was a premeditated game.

There are black hands behind the scenes slowly pushing the promoters!

"Xuan Chen, is it because you are too sensitive?"

What kind of powerful person can control everything behind the scenes!

"Each of us is an independent person with a mind. How can we become others' pawns as others have imagined?"

"In a chess game, there are countless pieces, some pieces can be used as a bargaining chip, but some pieces are reversed! For example, chess pieces like ours will not necessarily be played according to the opponent's game. Under such circumstances , The opponent needs to use some means to force us on a well-planned chess path!"

Mo Xuanchen's fingers slid over the Manzhu Shahua on the iron box, and a thin light appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

"For example, for me, my existence should be the most important role of the Mo School, but because of what happened later, my affairs with the Mo School are drifting away. Therefore, someone wants to take action and pull me back to the Mo School. Go inside the strife!"

Ling Luoyu frowned, "Xuan Chen... the appearance of this Mo family emblem may be just a coincidence!"

"There is no coincidence in the world! The occurrence of anything is related!"

Mo Xuanchen pinched the iron box and smashed it to pieces.

"Crack!"

Simple violence!

The iron box was one foot long, **** wide, and three fingers high. Under Mo Xuanchen's hands, it was abruptly pinched into a ball, and the contents inside also showed a corner.

When he saw that thing, Ling Luoyu took a deep breath.

"This one"

Without waiting for Mo Xuanchen to do anything, she grabbed the iron box with one hand, peeled off the iron piece three times, and took out the contents.

Mo Xuanchen saw her expression change, his eyes moved: "Yu'er, do you know this?"

Ling Luoyu's lips trembled: "More than knowing..."

She flipped her right hand and there was an extra thing.

"This thing... is made by Jiao Xiangmu! Yang Guang said that he had to beat his ruler, but he had to give a thousand warnings, saying that this thing is their family heirloom treasure, let Yang Guang no matter what They must be kept, but after his accident, Yang Guang never saw it. I found this ruler in the bookcase over there a few days ago. I originally wanted to return it to Yang Guang, but he didn't want it. Gave me..."

Yang Guang said, seeing things and thinking about people.

When he sees the ruler, he thinks of what happened when he was a child.

Rather than looking at her feeling uncomfortable, it is better to give Ling Luoyu this as a gift to her.

He also said mischievously that he would use it as a ruler when his younger brother, younger sister, was born, when he was disobedient, so that they could also taste the pain they had eaten as a child.

But now, this thing that Yang Guangpa saw was extremely precious and wanted to be a family heirloom, unexpectedly appeared a second one.

The blind lunatic had been holding the iron box in his arms, and it turned out to be the second piece of charred wood.

However, like the first piece, there is nothing on the wooden slips, and they are smooth and bright.

"Xuan Chen, this thing is in your iron box, do you know what it is?"

"I don't know!" Mo Xuanchen frowned.

The clan emblem on the iron box belonged to the Mo clan, but he had never seen the things inside, and he had never heard anyone say that there was such a thing in the Mo family.