- Luo Chenfeng stopped.

Outsiders think that Concubine Feng Chen is the mother of King Luo, but in fact?

What Hei Wuya wants to do has nothing to do with Concubine Feng Chen, Concubine Feng may not know as much about her son as he does.

"Find it right away." Luo Chenfeng ordered.

Hei Wuya must have slipped away taking advantage of the negligence of the vicious battle, he must have known that the people of the Chu Palace's Mansion were staring at him, waiting for a chance to get out.

He must know about what happened to Leng Qinlan.

Black Boundless, it's best not to let this king catch you again!

According to the meaning of Baiyun Temple, he wanted to take Leng Qinlan back to the temple, but Luo Chenfeng refused, "Now there are people in Baiyun Temple, no one wants medicine and myrrh, what's the use of letting Lan'er go!" ”

"Go to the Chu Palace." Leng Zhuoheng who followed together.

"Listen to the eldest prince." Ziling Road.

Without any suspense, Luo Chenfeng brought Leng Qinlan back to the Chu Palace.

"We don't have anything we can do." Leng Zhuoheng looked at Leng Qinlan, who was placed on the bed by Luo Chenfeng.

Looking at a strange woman, regardless of beauty or ugliness, I still feel a little unacceptable in my heart.

"I'll recuperate my skills first, and then go to the Xuanwu Iron Prison to get the Flying Talisman, and then take Lan'er to the Dark Abyss." Luo Chenfeng had already made a decision.

Although he sent someone to look for Luo Zhenxiao, he actually didn't have much hope.

Moreover, he has an intuition that Luo Zhenxiao will not reappear in the near future, looking at the gap, slipping away is slipping away.

Now, for the sake of Leng Qinlan, he is willing to be at the mercy of the Lord of Darkness, willing to plunge into the abyss of darkness, and let himself be reduced to darkness.

Everyone retreated outside the house, no longer disturbing the two-person world of Luo Chenfeng and Leng Qinlan.

"What's going on? What the hell do you think this is going on? Red Sleeves sat on the doorstep outside the house, his hands on his cheeks.

At this time, none of them remembered being tired, and their hearts were full of this strange Leng Qinlan.

"I believe in King Chu." Leng Zhuoheng said.

They can all solve all the difficulties.

"Childe, you can also be relieved." Ziling looked at Leng Zhuoheng.

"Hmm." Leng Zhuoheng nodded with a heavy face.

At first, he thought that Leng Qinlan had changed, but later, although he heard Luo Chenfeng say that Leng Qinlan might have been manipulated, he was still a little hesitant in his heart, and now, he completely understood that the Leng Qinlan he was facing during this time was just an imposter with Leng Qinlan's body.

Although this kind of thing is too unbelievable, the scene of facing Luo Chenfeng face to face before Leng Qinlan fell made him unforgettable, and made him feel the pain of blood connection.

He had heard his father say that the Holy Clan, the Gates of Hell, and the Abyss of Darkness were in fact real and miraculous beings, and now he had seen it with his own eyes.