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Bad idea

"So, it's still necessary for us to see this epitaph with our own eyes..."

Gu Lan hasn't finished speaking yet-

"No, it's OK..."

"no!"

Zhao Qin and Zhao Ziming almost opposed each other in unison.

After a word fell, the two of them looked at each other instantly.

The next second, he quickly avoided it.

"Mr. Gu, that ancestral tomb is our ancestor, which represents the prosperity and decline of my entire Zhao family. We must not move!" Zhao Ziming's attitude was very firm and could not be negotiated.

"Yes, two of you, my ancestors are buried there. Even if... anyway, you can't dig a grave no matter what..." Zhao Qin also had a heavy tone.

After all, it was the ancestral tomb of my ancestors.

If you lead someone to dig your own ancestral tomb, then when you are alive, your descendants will be stabbed for the backbone for the rest of your life.

After death, I have no shame to see the ancestors and ancestors underground!

So, this time, the two of them agreed to the outside world for the first time.

Gu Lan's fingertips hit the table, smiling as if he was smiling: "Who said he wanted to dig your ancestral grave?"

“…”

Zhao Ziming and Zhao Qin's expressions suddenly froze, and they looked at each other with some clues.

How to check if you don’t dig your ancestral grave?

Ling Luoyu smiled faintly and said, "When people who have reached our level of cultivation sometimes need to see something clearly, they don't need to use their eyes anymore!"

One word, one pun.

Zhao Ziming's expression changed slightly: "Then... can the girl see through my thoughts?"

"Your thoughts? That's known to everyone!!" Ling Luoyu and Gu Lan looked at each other and curled their lips: "You have told us so much, and what you want most is naturally to borrow our hands to ensure that you are safe and sound, at least

, When we are in Baobo City, we can ensure your safety!”

Zhao Qin's eyes were sunk: "Miss Yu'er..."

However, there is already something between them!

If Ling Luoyu agreed to protect Zhao Ziming, how should the agreement between them be guaranteed!?

"Yes, this is exactly what makes me embarrassed!"

Ling Luoyu sighed lightly and glanced at Gu Lan helplessly.

"I had an agreement with Young Master Qin before. As long as he tells me the secret of the old ancestral hall without hindering it, I will promise to help him kill Chief Zhao..."

"Is that true?" Gu Lan Danshui looked at Gu Ye without hesitation: "That's really a coincidence..."

Gu Ye: "..."

See what he does?

Before he could finish his mind, Gu Lan sighed lightly.

"I also agreed to him and would like to help him repay Chief Zhao's life-saving grace..."

Gu Ye: "..."

Zhao Ziming: “…”

When did you agree?

If I agreed, what would I do?

Not only did he make his ears bitten off by Doctor Lu, he even sang and told Ling Luoyu, telling all the stories he had made.

Only Feng Chenglin understands Ling Luoyu's meaning in seconds: "If that's what I said... the Third Young Master will stop Mr. Gu from killing Master Qin, and Mr. Gu will not allow the Third Young Master to hurt Chief Zhao. If this happens, wouldn't it be any of you.

Can't even kill the other party?"

“…”

With a little excitement, he chuckled and glanced at a few people.

"Or what happens... Mr. Gu and the Third Young Master, neither of them came forward, and let Chief Zhao and Young Master Qin fend for themselves, okay?"

The four people all faced him.

Feng Chenglin's smile suddenly froze: "Do you all think it's not good? That... I just talk nonsense. If a few people think it's not suitable, just pretend I didn't say anything..."
Chapter completed!
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