Gray pushed the door in, looked at the empty room suspiciously, and asked again, "Who are you talking to?"

"I'm not talking to anyone, I'm talking to myself. ”

The expression on Grey's face did not relax, but locked his gaze on the only suspicious backpack, and he suddenly remembered that when Cuicui defected to the Rat Clan, he said that he was the Grey Daughter, and no one could prove this to her. Because there is indeed such a person, there is no doubt about it.

But now, Gray has a guess that Cuicui may also be the one who made Gray White, and then she pretended to be Gray White's daughter and infiltrated the rat clan to achieve her ulterior purpose. What is her purpose...... The most valuable thing for the rat clan is only those channels of exclusive information.

"Show me your bag. Gray Misty approached Cuicui, he kept an eye on every change in the expression on Cuicui's face, could it be the communication machine in the bag?

Cuicui stepped in front of the backpack, her only reliance from being discovered.

But the more she stood in the way, the more suspicious Gray felt in the way.

"Gray Cuicui, since you don't have any ulterior secrets in your backpack, why can't you show me?"

"There are no secrets...... Then you can't just look at my backpack. Can you flip around other people's backpacks at will? You don't care too much about protecting other people's personal privacy!"

"Then you should take it as a security check!"

Gray Meng suddenly pushed Cuicui away forcefully, and Cuicui was pushed by him and stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

The backpack was pulled open, revealing the boxy urn.

Gray Meng frowned slightly, his expression was a little puzzled, who would carry an urn with him? But he did not give up his suspicion of Cuicui, he opened the urn with one hand, and looked into the depths of the backpack, there was only a mobile phone and a bunch of keys inside.

The phone was pressed under the urn, and in the case of the gang, Cuicui couldn't have hidden it so deep in an instant, so she might not really be on the phone or sending a voice.

"What the hell were you talking about?" he asked, looking at the photo on the urn.

"Gray?!"

Before Cuicui could make it up, Gray was shocked and bounced out.

Cuicui was even taken aback by him. She leaned her head over and saw that the picture on the urn had distorted to gray.

Ancestors are really powerful!

Cuicui pondered for a moment, and her eyes were a little red: "Actually, ......"

"You don't have to say it, I understand it, let's mourn and change......" Gray patted Cuicui's shoulder, "So you said that Brother Gray was kidnapped by the Bird Clan, he is actually dead." So what was the cause of his death?"

"It's the birds...... My dad he ...... He was first missing, and when I saw the feather, I only suspected that the bird-clan had done it, but one night, he crawled back covered in blood, as if he had been tortured inhumanely, and when he got home, he had only one breath left, and it didn't take long for him to swallow his breath......"

Cuicui said intermittently, with a little choking and sobbing from time to time, and covered her heart, when she said "swallowing", she gasped for a while, looking sad and uncontrollable, and the acting was called realistic.

"And how do you know for sure......"

"My dad said two words before he took his last breath - bird clan!" Speaking of this, Cuicui gritted her teeth and made it up according to the logic, "Actually, the reason why I came here and didn't tell the truth was because I wanted to make the harmony go smoothly." I want to go deep into the Bird Clan to find my father's murderer, and then slash him with my own strength!"

"That's ...... so"

Gray Meng comforted Cuicui for a while and finally left, and he should have told the patriarch about it.

This matter was so confused by Cuicui.

After this day, this matter seemed to sink into the sea, and it did not affect the progress of Heqin, and the internal work of the rat clan was also ready, and the matter should have been pressed to a few high-level people.

Cuicui was a little anxious about the performance of the rat clan, and she wished that the two clans would pinch it immediately.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of Cuicui's second marriage.

In the past few days of staying in the rat clan, Cuicui's biggest gain is to figure out the current situation of the rat clan.

Qu Qing said that the rat clan always pressed the bird clan has become a thing of the past, and the current bird clan is not what it used to be, and the demon king is also a person who attaches importance to strength and does not look at feelings, if the bird clan is really strong, she will also let the bird clan replace the current position of the rat clan.

Cuicui was dressed up at this time - this was dressed up by the envoys of the two bird clans according to the aesthetics of their race.

"These weddings are actually quite boring. ”

Cuicui looked at herself in the mirror and muttered to herself.

In the normal world, when people get married, the bride generally wears a white wedding dress, and the wedding dress on Cuicui's body is specially made by the bird clan, with many colorful feathers sewn on it with needles and threads, and the whole person looks bells and whistles, and there are many feathers on the crown headdress.

Cuicui feels like a bride, but like an actor in a children's play.

The Patriarch of the Rat Clan walked into Cuicui's room and frowned imperceptibly: "The taste of the Bird Clan has always been so individual. ”

"It's time to go. The two Bird Clan envoys urged.

Cuicui leaned closer to the mirror and looked at her exaggerated false eyelashes and fluorescent lipstick: "Ahh ”

The patriarch said with a smile: "In the future, you will not only be the daughter of our rat clan, but also the daughter-in-law of the bird clan, and the aesthetics of the bird clan should be adapted in advance!"

Cuicui didn't know why, and heard the taste of schadenfreude from his words.

On the road, I don't know if it's because of the rules of the clan, there is no escort from my mother's family along the way, sitting in the wedding car of the bird clan, driving in the steel forest with high-rise buildings, Cuicui feels very lonely.

She clenched the backpack in her hand, and now only the urn could give her a sense of security.

"The groom's name is Yuyi, isn't it?" Cuicui looked at the middle-aged uncle who was driving, no matter how she looked at it, it would not be the person described by the patriarch.

The appearance age of the demon clan is always much younger than the real age, just like Sister Qu Qing and Xiaohong, both of whom don't know how old they are, but looking at their appearance, they are at most twenty or thirty.

"Don't be in a hurry, the bridegroom is waiting for you in the clan. ”

"What? Do you bird clans get married like this?" Cuicui still remembers that when she married Meng Yan, even if the two agreed on a fake marriage, Meng Yan still reluctantly came to the door to greet her.

"Hehe, some things are embarrassing to say openly. The BirdClan glanced at Cuicui with a foolish expression.