"According to the little novice monk in the temple, the treasure box has a way to start and move, and it is not static... But only the Zhao family mastered this method, because when the treasure box was removed from the ancient tree, it was the Zhao family's people who moved it!"

"Zhao Ziming, the current patriarch of the Zhao family, was quite generous at the beginning, but the later he became domineering and arrogant when he was in control of power."

"This time, although some elders of the Zhao family disagreed with the migration of the new ancestral hall, they could not resist Zhao Ziming's spending money to buy people's hearts. Those who forced them to vote and agreed to the reconstruction of the new ancestral hall."

"Zhao Ziming's original intention was to move the spiritual positions of the Zhao family in the old ancestral hall to the new ancestral hall, but he was stopped by the Zhao family led by Zhao Qin, so he failed!"

"It is because of the new and old ancestral hall that the conflict between Zhao Qin and Zhao Ziming intensified."

"In the past two or three years, Zhao Ziming has been constantly using gold, silver and jewelry to win people's hearts, and Zhao Qin seems to be very disdainful of this and has never used it to attract people close to him, so his connections are also rapidly losing!"

“…”

A few people, talking, said some of the information they had.

Ling Luoyu just listened quietly and didn't speak.

"San Young Master, why are you suddenly interested in the Zhao family?" Feng Chenglin stuffed the delicious food brought by Ling Luoyu in his mouth.

At such a grand meeting, they just said that Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao didn't say much, so he didn't know about Thunder Wrath.

Ling Luoyu's eyes were sunken: "If I say... I want to get the Wrath of Thunder, do you have any good ways?"

"Thunder Wrath?" Zhou Yan was stunned: "Aren't those fragments all in your hands?"

"That's incomplete!" Dingmiao sat quietly, looking ahead with his eyes blank, and his face was blank: "Just just now, we were almost trapped in the Wrath of Thunder, and we almost couldn't see you!"

“…”

Several people blinked their eyes and looked at Ding Temple in confusion.

Look at Ling Luoyu again.

"No...what does it mean?"

"Why are you still trapped by the Wrath of Thunder?"

"Where are you going?"

“…”

Dingmiao Yiwu was always expressionless and told the story without any fear of fame and disgrace.

However, what he said was plain, but the other people all heard the white-haired sweat.

"What's going on?"

"Why are there any weapon spirit?"

"Why is that thing... in the Zhao family?"

“…”

Feng Chenglin bit the chicken legs and looked at the few people steadily.

After they didn't speak, they spoke slowly: "Since that's the case... Third Young Master, why should we join in this game?"

“…”

He glanced at everyone and swallowed the things in his mouth.

"This time we came for Mo Xuanchen...Thunder Wrath has nothing to do with us!"

Their affairs are already troublesome enough!

The most urgent task at the moment is not to find Mo Xuanchen?

If that's the case, why waste time on the Wrath of Thunder?!

This seems not Ling Luoyu’s style!

Ling Luoyu was silent.

Zhou Yan's eyes flashed over her and she sighed: "Do you want to use the Wrath of Thunder as your last bargaining chip!?"

Feng Chenglin was stunned: "What chips?"

His eyes turned and he looked at Ling Luoyu with great pleasure.

"San Young Master, don't you want to talk to God at the last moment with the Wrath of Thunder?"
Chapter completed!