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

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

After she said this, Ding Temple also felt that things were unusual.

It seems that it is indeed the case.

Miss Sanduo has the chance to hand over the box to Ling Luoyu or Feng Chenglin.

But she didn't.

She gave the box to him.

Why?

Could it be that this box really has anything to do with the Miao family?

Look at the box again.

The more he looked, the more his brows frowned.

Feng Chenglin noticed the unusual situation and hurriedly approached: "What's wrong? Is there really something wrong with this box?"

Dingmiao looked surprised: "This box, this box is really something from our Miao family. Look, there are Miao family marks here..."

Feng Chenglin glanced casually and shook his head: "Nonsense, I know your Miao family's marks. How could this be the marks of your Miao family?"

They had been with Ding Temple for so long.

The marks of the Miao family are naturally remembered in my heart.

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

Dingmiao's face became more and more serious: "We Miao family do not have only one mark!"

Feng Chenglin: “…Damn it!!”

He knew that things were not simple: "Tell me quickly, what shameful stories are there?"

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

Feng Chenglin: "I have always respected you Miao family the most, and you don't know that I mean, your Miao family has created such a shameful and shameless sign, oh, no, it's not right, it must have any special significance, right?"

Dingmiao dug him hard again: "The marks of our Miao family have always been divided into two types, one is the marks you see, the ordinary marks that everyone can see outside!"

Ling Luoyu looked along his finger: "Is there another kind of thing that is this?"

Dingmiao nodded seriously: "Yes, that's it, this is the dark mark..."

His words suddenly stopped, his breath became rapid, his face pale, and his eyes were evasive.

Feng Chenglin was startled by him and quickly patted his back with his hand: "I said, brother, we are not worth being so nervous. You can say it if you want to say it, and if you don't say it, we won't force you. Are you scared like this?"

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

Dingmiao nodded in panic, then shook his head suddenly: "It's not very few, but very obscure... Those who can know this mark are all the top elites of our Miao family!"

"That's wrong?" Feng Chenglin interrupted him: "Didn't you, the top elites of the Miao family, have been working for the Lord of God back then? Later, they were taken down by the Lord of God and killed them all to silence..."

Dingmiao looked at him slowly and didn't speak, but his whole body was trembling obviously because of his nervousness.

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

He stood up suddenly, looked at the box in disbelief, and then looked at Dingmiao: "Is the information about this box telling you that there are still people in the Miao family who are alive, and those who are alive are all the top elites of the past?"
Chapter completed!