Feng Chenglin went around for a circle, but finally he didn't hold back and got close to it.
Ding Temple turned to look at him and did not speak.
He was also very witty with a smile: "I just help to see, do not speak..."
His eyes were aimed at the book of heaven, and he grabbed it and turned over two pages: "you said, if the immortal Changyang knew the function of the book of heaven, it was to open a treasure box, but to read the contents above, would he be angry to death?"
Although I don't know how the immortal Changyang got this book of heaven, from her cautious degree, she must know that this book is the key to open the treasure box.
"It has to be said that Ding temple, the ancestor of Miao family, is easy to use his head. He can even think of using strokes to make passwords You said, who got a book, the first time not want to see the content of the book? Your ancestors of the Miao family have come up with such a bad trick as using strokes as passwords... "
As soon as the voice fell, Ding Temple suddenly looked up.
That look, it's not right.
Feng Chenglin stood up immediately and consciously scratched on his mouth, saying that he really shut up this time.
Who knows, Ding temple is frowning: "no, you What did you say
"Fengchenglin":.... "
What do you say?
He said a lot of things just now, as if?
"You Which sentence do you want to hear... "
The finger of Ding temple is dangling in the void in the air, the eyes twinkle and wander, some confused: "you You just said, I Our ancestors are It's using strokes to make passwords... "
Feng Chenglin was forced to face: "I'm afraid Yes... "
No, that's what's wrong with that?
He's telling the truth!?
Otherwise, what are they doing here!?
"Yes, I Why didn't I think of it? "
Ding Temple didn't know what he thought of. He burst out laughing and looked very proud.
"It's me, I'm stupid, or are our ancestors resourceful..."
"Fengchenglin":.... "
Dingmiao suddenly turns around and embraces him with open arms.