"What I'm asking is, how Yan Ziyue... got pregnant... how did she get pregnant with a child of the high race, they... the height between them, but so much difference..."

"Besides, you also said that they are tall, and so are everywhere... Isn't it? Big... Isn't it... That's the question. Yan Ziyue is an ordinary human, just like you and me. These two of them... what, right..."

Feng Chenglin also gestured with his hands, as if he was afraid that Dingmiao would not understand: "That's what...what's that!"

"It stands to reason that nothing about the two of them... does not match..."

This series of questions of souls asked about the souls of Dingmiao who left their bodies.

This is really a difficult question to answer!

How does he know how they got pregnant! ?

Moreover, he never thought about it!

Looking at Dingmiao with a dumb face, Feng Chenglin was speechless: "Look, I'll just say it...you definitely don't know, you don't believe it..."

Dingmiao: "..."

Who would have thought that you would ask such a question! ?

It is estimated that only Gao Renzu and Yan Ziyue knew about this problem.

Others, I'm afraid no one is clear!

"That... what..."

Licking his lips, Dingmiao tried his best to hide his embarrassment.

"I think this question... has nothing to do with us. It's better not to think about it. Right now we are in danger. Whenever we don't keep the balance, we will worry about our lives. Let's pass the moment and let's talk about... That matter is good... "

"I didn't want to say it, you insisted on me to say it!"

Feng Chenglin had an innocent expression on his face, and his eyes were full of disgust.

"I just said it, nothing happened, you are still angry, upset, I said this, you are angry again..."

Dingmiao suddenly raised his hand and suppressed his words: "Stop talking!"

Feng Chenglin was even more upset: "Look at it, I'm telling the truth, you are still upset..."

Before the words fell, Dingmiao suddenly crouched over.

Feng Chenglin was taken aback by him: "What?"

Dingmiao had no words, but slowly lowered his body, almost lying on the ground.

Feng Chenglin instantly understood what was going on, and quickly fell to the ground and pressed his ears to the ground.

"Bang...bang..."

The expressions of both of them changed, and they suddenly raised their eyes and looked at the place.

"Have you heard that too?"

"It seems someone is here!"

The two again stuck to the ground and listened carefully.

"It's the sound of footsteps..."

"It's really here for us..."

"Isn't it a high race?"

"...Listen to the sound of footsteps... very loud..."

The sound of falling footsteps was like a boulder falling to the ground.

On such occasions, the only thing they can think of is the high race!

"Dingmiao, didn't you mean that the high race... hasn't appeared for a long time? How is this..."

Why did you say that it appeared, it just appeared?

"What shall we do now?" Feng Chenglin jumped up, Dieyi took advantage of the trend, and was ready to fight: "Fight or not!?"

The opponent looks to be a high-human race, with an advantage in size.

Feng Chenglin didn't dare to be careless, and released the butterfly clothes in case of unexpected events.

Who knows, Dingmiao waved his hand: "Let's watch the changes first and see what's going on before we talk...Also, if people don't take action, let's not be too hostile!"