Chapter 5041: Daily Record

After the matcha spoke, he looked at Chaya.

The two looked at each other, as if they were hesitating whether something was appropriate to say.

Ling Luoyu looked sideways and solemnly said, "If there is anything inappropriate to say..."

"It's not inappropriate, it's just the next thing, it's rumored..."

"... Rumors?" Feng Chenglin took a deep breath, thoughtfully: "So, what you said just now, is it true?"

"Of course it is true. In the ethnographic history of the Shaman tribe, these things are recorded in detail, as well as some things that happened when they were living in Pearl City..."

"It's the record of the life of our Shaman tribe!" Cha Mi interrupted the matcha: "In order to prevent the descendants of the family from forgetting some things, our ancestors had a life record that was used to record the big and small things that happened in the Shaman tribe. Later, the tribe didn’t care much about these trivial things, so they didn’t record anything, but the ancestors made detailed records about the things in Pearl City... Their purpose is to remember our roots, but the irony is... ...We want to forget the fact that we were once a minister..."

For the monarch of a country, regardless of the size of the country, he is unwilling to admit the fact that his ancestors were slaves and ministers.

This would compromise the nobility of their royal blood! !

"Therefore, we have made a personal record of our family, which is used to record the current inheritance. As for the previous one, it was buried in the tomb of our first ancestor. It is considered to be buried in the loess with him, sinking in history!"

"Wait a minute..." Fengchenglin raised his hand suddenly, frowning his brows: "What you mean is that the Pearl City you just talked about, and the affairs of the Lady Pearl, are all in... the living records of the mausoleum. on?"

"That daily record has been sealed for five hundred years. About the things in it, I heard some old people's word of mouth..." The matcha suddenly became a little sad: "It is estimated that with the death of those old people, we have His history is really going to be completely forgotten!"

"Sister, if we don't make a decision now, the next thing that will be forgotten by history is probably the two of us..." Cha Mi looked at Ling Luoyu meaningfully, her eyes burning.

To escape, they are destined to be unable to negotiate!

For the present plan, we can only place all hopes on these two people.

If they promise to save people, there is still hope.

if not--

"Don't worry, we will help!" Ling Luoyu smiled and curled her lips, her eyes faded and she said, "Anyway, I have to trust the matcha girl to make sure that I can let her survive the trial of Vulcan! ?"

Feng Chenglin flew up and stood on the side of the ship: "Three young masters, do you want to do it?"

"The blood is too heavy, so be merciful!!"

Ling Luoyu's meaningful side eyes moved in his heart.

At that moment, countless black shadows appeared in the air above the hull.

The vibration of the wings made everyone look up.

At that moment, everyone's expressions were frozen.

Even the predators on the opposite side--

"what is that?"

"What the hell?"

"Where did it come from?"

"..."

In the sight of the looting race, the ship on the opposite side seemed to be opened, and the hull of the lonely ship suddenly appeared numerous flying beasts with large wings.

And the looks of these flying beasts are hideous and terrifying, and the headwind seems to be able to smell the smell of blood on them.