The two bowed and saluted, staring at Ling Luoyu.

"Uncle Wu!"

"What's your order?"

Wushu glanced at the people on the ground again and waved decisively: "Strangle her to death!!"

"Yes!"

The two big men immediately acted, and rushed forward like a vicious spirit.

"Don't move!"

"be honest!"

Two of them, one grabbed Ling Luoyu's arm and clasped it with his backhand.

The other one unfastened his belt and slammed his entwined hands.

"Snapped!"

The belt trembles and some dust is scattered.

Uncle Wu held his hands behind his back and slowly turned and stood still: "When you become a ghost, there will be retributions and revenges. Don't look for us. Remember, it is those people in the palace who killed you. We have nothing to do..."

"ghost"

Ling Luoyu's inspiration flashed and immediately screamed loudly.

"Ghost Coffin!!"

"..." The hands of the two sturdy men suddenly paused, and they all looked up at Uncle Wu.

At that moment, Uncle Wu suddenly turned around and looked at Ling Luoyu incredible.

"what did you say?"

Ling Luoyu tilted his head, avoiding the belt, winking vigorously: "You first let these two men take the murder weapon away, so that it hangs on the top of your head, as if it can exhaust me at any time, looking panic... "

Uncle Wu waved his hand and lowered the trembling voice: "What did you... just said? What ghost coffin?"

"What ghost coffin, don't you know?" Ling Luoyu smiled and looked down.

Judging from the reactions of these people, all of them know-what a ghost coffin is! "

If you don't know, the big hands of these two sturdy men have long been pinched on her neck, so there is no time to grind their teeth here.

"Since you know the ghost coffin, then everything will be fine... I think you should all know... There was a rumor in the rivers and lakes that the reason why the gods attacked the people of the Miao family was because he wanted someone from the Miao family. Baby, and this baby isthe ghost coffin! Am I right?"

Uncle Wu's expression instantly moved, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word.

"The **** lord seems to have been hit by an evil spirit. For the sake of a **** ghost coffin, basically everyone in the Miao family was killed, but after killing it? The **** lord still didn't get it... He even dug the ground three feet, and did not The little news about the ghost coffin found in Miao's house..."

Uncle Wu's pupils shrank: "Do you know where the ghost coffin is?"

Ling Luoyu smiled: "I don't know what Uncle Wu wants to ask, what does it mean?"

"You are asking me, do I know where this ghost coffin is now... or do I want to find out, the ghost coffin... where was it hidden by the Miao family?"

Uncle Wu was at a loss for words.

He wanted to know these two answers.

"You said, you said all... I want to see, what do you know..."

"Uncle Wu, even if I told you, you might not be able to tell if what I said was true or false? If I take a false answer... to fool you, do you know?"

Uncle Wu: "..."

"Since I don't know, what is the point if I don't say anything?"

"Boy, you'd better figure it out for me. When you are thinking about whether it makes sense, but say, after you say, can you survive?"

"How can you say that? You don't know the answer. How do you know if what I said is true or false? How can you decide-whether I am alive or dead?"