Ling Luoyu turned his head slowly, his eyes became a little dull, and he frowned: "What did you say just now?"

"...what?" Feng Chenglin's head turned sharply and recalled quickly: "I just said that I was just a crow's mouth... I'm afraid that it would be a prophecy, so we can't get out of here..."

This girl's eyes were very wrong.

He quickly shook his hand in front of her.

"San Master, are you...you're okay?"

"You just said, the coffin..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Why did it get pulled onto the coffin again?

"San Master, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say that if I lifted the coffin, I would be beaten to death by these people? Why are you..."

"No, no, no, it's not this..." Ling Luoyu waved his hand quickly, thinking: "I mean, Baobo City is a coffin..."

Feng Chenglin became more and more confused: "...Didn't you already know this? It was created by the big tree that fell from the sky."

This matter has been mentioned long ago, but why has she become like this now?

Ling Luoyu's fingertips stood up, Feng Chenglin Xun shut up quickly, not daring to say more, for fear of disturbing her.

With her fingertips swaying, she moved little by little towards the direction of the old ancestral hall.

"If the entire Treasure Box City is a coffin, then what do you think... is that... like?"

"What?"

Feng Chenglin looked along her fingers, his eyes instantly sinking.

"San Young Master, you are not talking about the tower of the Zhao family's old ancestral hall, are you?"

"When I saw the Zhao Family Ancestral Hall, I thought there was something wrong with this black pagoda because...its material seems to be unreasonable. But at that time, I just thought about what kind of world there would be in this ancestral hall, so I entered..."

Doubt is just a matter of a moment.

After all, there are too many things in this world that they don’t know.

If not guaranteed, there is a mysterious building material that they have never heard of or known.

In view of this, she ignored the tower half body.

In addition, the later things were chaotic and incredible, and this matter was automatically blocked.

When she knew that Feng Chenglin mentioned it again just now, she remembered that something was wrong.

"Fatty, do you know that a leaf is blinding?"

Feng Chenglin was confused: "...ah, I know..."

"...We are just blinding our eyes now!"

"What does it mean?" Feng Chenglin's back was straightened instantly and a little stiff: "San Young Master, you...you didn't guess something, right?"

They are already in a mystery.

If so, does it mean that the situation can be resolved?

"Fatty, what's that place?" Ling Luoyu pointed at the old ancestral hall again.

Feng Chenglin was a little sweating: "Old ancestral hall, the old ancestral hall of the Zhao family, what's wrong?"

"You said, how did it come about?"

"Is this a question necessary? Of course it was made by the Zhao family!"

Ling Luoyu's lips faded out of a curve: "Then what do you think Zhao's family did?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Is he still necessary to answer such a simple idiotic question?

"Is this a question? Of course, it is the ancestral tablet that worships the Zhao family..."

Halfway through, I felt it was inappropriate.

"No, it should be a cover... On the surface, the tablets of the Zhao family are enshrined, but in fact, they are for the cover of the Wrath of Thunder! The Zhao family is really incredible... After all, the ancestral hall will not be filled with oil or water, so except for the need, no one will come, so the secret of the Wrath of Thunder can be better hidden!"
Chapter completed!