Princess Against the World

"What's the matter? Please explain it clearly to me..."

"It's just... it's about the descendants of the Miao family..."

Dingmiao was stunned for a moment: "Me? Three months ago...what happened to me?"

If he remembered correctly, three months ago, he was no longer in the Shrine at all.

It's all right, how could the Shrine suddenly involve him? ?

"..." Angkor's expression was a little strange, and he looked at him intently: "I'm talking about the descendants of the Miao family..."

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin stared at Dingmiao with subtle eyes.

And what about Dingmiao?

I didn't understand what they meant at all.

"What's wrong with me? Whether it was three months ago or five months ago... I have never been to the shrine. How come something about me suddenly appeared on your side?"

"Ahem..."

Feng Chenglin coughed twice, patted his shoulder gently and lowered his voice.

"Brother, listen carefully...I am talking about the descendants of the Miao family..."

Dingmiao was confused: "Yes, I heard it. I heard him talking about the descendants of the Miao family... isn't this slim descendant me? But I don't have any..."

Feng Chenglin's playful eyes and the words he just said made Dingmiao suddenly enlightened.

"It's not me...the descendants of the Miao family these people are talking about are not me..."

Damn it!

Could it be that he was not the only descendant of the Miao family? !

This sudden news made his head instantly congested with blood, his ears were buzzing, and his head was stuffy. He couldn't stand still. He staggered for several steps before he took advantage of the palace door and managed to hold on. Supported the body.

"So, I still have people of my race alive..."

He suddenly smiled and opened his arms eagerly.

"Where is he? Where are my people? How many descendants of the Miao family are still alive?"

Dingmiao asked eagerly, but Angkor shook his head and shrank back: "I don't know, I heard all this... I don't know what happened... I only know that someone made a big fuss. Shrine, let go...the descendants of the Miao family..."

Let go? !

Everyone heard the profound meaning——

Why let go?

Naturally, it was because, before this, someone had locked up this descendant of the Miao family.

This ending is not what Dingmiao wants!

"How do you say...the descendants of the Miao family are imprisoned in the palace?"

Dingmiao's eyes and tone made Angkor's heart tremble inexplicably, and he quickly raised his hand and pointed to one side.

"...Over there, just over there...in the Beast City, there are many slaves imprisoned, many of whom are descendants of the Miao family... However, we didn't know that before, we only knew that there were many slaves imprisoned there, I really don’t know anything about their identities and stories..."

"..."

Angkor's words made Dingmiao seem to be unable to breathe.

He was breathing heavily, pressing his chest with both hands, as if he couldn't breathe, and his face was horribly pale.

"How could...how could it be possible?!"

"Dingmiao..." Feng Chenglin had been by his side and noticed that something was wrong with his expression. He quickly supported him and asked him to sit down: "Don't get excited first. Slow down...speak slowly..."

However, instead of getting better, Dingmiao's whole body started to tremble.

Even the teeth were chattering.

"Fat man?!" Ling Luoyu waved his hand calmly.

Feng Chenglin's face looked a little strange: "...Third Young Master, isn't this... bad?"