With his original identity, Bao Buqi would know the secret.

Gu Lan: "..."

Look what he does?!

He doesn't even know about the ancient trees in Baohe Temple, so how can he know about the divine object descended from the sky?

Besides, it's still a tree.

"I don't know! I've never heard of it..." Gu Lan spread his hands and smiled half-heartedly: "I guess no one has heard of it either! Otherwise, after so many years, how could there not be any information about this matter?

The news got out?"

Secrets need to be kept!

However, how can any secret in heaven and earth be truly kept!?

Unless, there is no such secret!

Otherwise, it will be a matter of time before the secret is leaked and known!

The only difference lies in the number of people who know it!

"You don't even know?" Ling Luoyu stood up slightly, his eyes ambiguous: "If you don't even know, I'm afraid...the Divine Lord..."

"No news!"

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Lan refused.

"I will definitely know what he knows, and... if there is such definite news, he will not let that thing continue to stay in the Zhao family!"

Based on his understanding of God.

If the God Lord had known before that the so-called divine object descended from heaven was an ancient tree, he would never have been polite and would not have left it in this place again.

"Mr. Gu, if you want to remove the ancient trees, even if you are the God Lord, I'm afraid it's not... that simple!!"

She personally experienced the magic of ancient trees.

That object with its own enchantment was very resistant to her presence.

I don’t know if they also resist the Lord Shen and Gu Lan.

Gu Lan saw the clue in her eyes, but did not ask in detail.

"Clan Chief Zhao, you have already said this, do you still need me to ask you in person?" He slightly extended his right hand and looked at his fingertips: "How about we invite Chief Zhao for a drink again?

Tea, take a break?”

Zhao Ziming's lips twitched: "No need..."

Any fool can see that this guy has lost his patience.

At this time, it is better to be good and cooperate.

You’ve already vomited so much anyway, so what do you care about?

"Other than that, there is nothing else on my family's epitaph. What I find strange is the second epitaph!"

The voice paused.

His eyes quickly turned around on the faces of the other two people to determine whether they were looking for the epitaph.

Although both Gu Lan and Ling Luoyu remained calm, Zhao Ziming, an experienced lamp oiler who had survived among the crowd, had also guessed a bit.

——The fewer the two of them are, the more they represent something bland and gentle, which may be the real purpose.

Thinking of this, he deliberately slowed down his speaking tone: "You two, before I talk about the epitaph, I need to make it clear to you... What I say next is true.

But some of these things sound really unbelievable. If you believe it, I will say, I don’t believe it..."

"You just have to say whether you believe it or not. It's up to us to believe it or not!"

Ling Luoyu sat down, twirling the herbal tea cup with his fingertips, and looked at him intently with his eyes.

That look in his eyes was slightly sulky.

Zhao Ziming didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, cleared his throat and smiled.

"That's right, that thing... doesn't belong to our Zhao family..."
Chapter completed!