Dingmiao looked up alertly: "Are you suspecting...this thing is related to our Miao family?"

Ling Luoyu: "If you were not from the Miao family, I would not doubt you like this!"

What she said, Dingmiao also felt something unusual.

It seems to be true.

Girl Sanduo had a chance to give the box to Ling Luoyu or Fengchenglin.

But she didn't.

She deliberately handed the box to him.

why?

Could it be said, does this box really have anything to do with the Miao family?

Look at the box again.

The more he looked, the more his brows wrinkled.

Feng Chenglin noticed that it was unusual and hurriedly moved closer: "What's the matter, is there really something wrong with this box?"

Dingmiao looked wrong: "This box, this box is really something of our Miao family, you see, there is a mark of the Miao family..."

Feng Chenglin cast a casual glance, then shook his head: "Nonsense, I know your Miao family's mark, where is your Miao family's mark?"

They have been mingling with Dingmiao for so long.

The mark of the Miao family is naturally memorized.

No matter how you look at this mark, it is not the mark of the Miao family.

Dingmiao's face became more solemn: "Our Miao family does not have only one mark!"

Feng Chenglin: "...Fuck!"

He knew that things were not simple: "Say it quickly, is there any shameful story in it?"

Dingmiao glared at him: "How do you speak?"

Feng Chenglin: "Slip of the tongue, I have always respected your Miao family the most. You don't know, I mean, your Miao family has made such a shameless person. The mark of invisible light must have some special meaning, right?"

Dingmiao dug him once again: "Our Miao family's marks have always been divided into two types. One is the common mark you see, the mark that everyone can see outside! "

Ling Luoyu followed his fingers and looked: "Is there another kind that is this?"

Dingmiao nodded seriously: "Yes, this is it, this is a hidden mark..."

His words suddenly stopped, his breathing became rapid, his face pale, and his eyes dodged.

Feng Chenglin was taken aback by him, and quickly patted his back with his hand: "I said, brother, we don't deserve to be so nervous. If you want to say it, don't say it, and we don't force you. Are you scared like this?"

Ling Luoyu shook his head slightly: "He wasn't scared, he was excited...fixing the temple, there must be very, very few people who know this mark, right?"

Dingmiao nodded in fear, and then shook his head sharply: "Not very few, but very obscure... Those who know this mark are the top elites of our Miao family!"

"That's not right?" Feng Chenglin interrupted him: "Didn't your top-level elites of the Miao family have been doing things for the **** master? Later, they were killed by the **** master..."

Dingmiao watched him leisurely while not speaking, but the whole person shuddered obviously because of tension.

Feng Chenglin also guessed the reason, and suddenly blurted out: "Fuck me!"

He stood up abruptly, looked at the box in disbelief, and then looked at Dingmiao: "Does the message of this box tell you that there are still people living in your Miao family, and those who are alive are all the top elites of the year ?"