Princess Against the World

"Master Zhou, I know that your Zhou family has always focused on collecting information. When you tell me these things today, you must have made up your mind!"

Dingmiao sighed quietly in his heart and followed Zhou Yan's gaze into the distance.

"If you have anything to say, just say it and I'll listen!"

Who knows, Zhou Yan shook his head seriously: "I don't know!"

"..."

I don’t know why you are still so unpredictable? !

"I only know that this place must have its own meaning, and it will definitely not be as simple as the Mo family's burial ground!"

Dingmiao raised his eyebrows: "Master Zhou, are you telling me that everything you said is just the speculation of your Zhou family?"

"It's not a guess, it's a conjecture!"

Zhou Yan concluded that the Mo family and the Miao family must have reached some kind of tacit understanding.

His eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Dingmiao with a half-smile.

"Although I don't know much about the memory inheritance of the Mo family, one thing is certain...those things will be imprinted in your mind like taking root. You can't just forget it if you want to!"

Dingmiao's pupils shrank instantly: "Master Zhou, what does this mean?"

"Means nothing……"

There was a slight pause in his words, but Zhou Yan stared into his eyes again.

"Did you really not think about the hell gate at all?"

He stayed in the temple without saying a word.

Zhou Yan no longer pressed questions, but led the way with a smile.

Behind him, Dingmiao narrowed his eyes and looked quietly in the direction of Mo You and others.

Zhou Yan's insight is indeed extraordinary.

If he could say that, he must have seen something.

Regarding the Gate of Hell, he does have some inherited memories in his mind.

only--

Those memories cannot be talked about!

At least, I can’t say it now.

Sighing, he looked in Ling Luoyu's direction again.

"Miss Ling, I hope our trip goes well and that there won't be any messy things!"

If everything went well, he wouldn't have to say anything.

Otherwise otherwise——

He looked at Jun Lai's side, then at Ling Luoyu, and immediately shook his head gently.

“I wonder if it’s God’s will that we come here!”

As the weakest woman in the group, Yan Ziyue has the lowest cultivation level and is naturally the slowest.

Often Jun takes ten steps and she only takes three steps.

Waiting for one come and one wrong, Jun Lai's progress here is obviously lagging behind.

After looking at the voices of the other teams, Julai frowned.

"Miss Yan, if you and I keep walking like this, we probably won't be able to walk back and forth by the time they come back!"

Yan Ziyue didn't take it seriously: "We are here to find something, not for competition. Who is faster and who is slower, what does it matter?"

Jun Lai was anxious, but he couldn't say anything anymore. He just walked up from a distance, swept away the snow on a stone, and sat down.

"Why do you want to follow me?"

It's simply a drag.

Of course, I just complained in my heart about this sentence.

"If you dislike my slowness, I can go back now!"

Yan Ziyue stopped, put her hands on her hips, and looked very serious.

"But before I go back, you have to tell me first, what happened to me?"

Jun Lai avoided her gaze: "How do I know about your affairs?"

"Yeah?"

Yan Ziyue sneered and continued to step forward.

"If you say that, then I really have nothing to say..."

Her feet slipped and she fell into the snow, covering her body with snowflakes.

"you……"