Chapter 71: The Mysterious Man

"How's it going?"

Liu Fangfei sat on a chair in the lobby, looked at the people standing in the lobby, and asked. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Info's palms were gripping the armrests tightly, and fine sweat was coming out of her palms, which showed that she was nervous.

"All of them are dead, and the king and princess have entered the palace."

A man in black stood in the lobby and replied unhurriedly.

What the?

Liu Fangfei was startled and stood up from the chair with a shocked face.

Actually let them run away? It was as if he had been hit hard in his heart, and his face was dead. Tears slid down her eyes, dripping onto her shirt and soaking the hem of her shirt.

Is it already impossible to succeed?

Why? Why?

She just wants to resurrect Gong Qiuming, she just wants him to become a normal person, not a monster who is not a human or a ghost. But she has missed the last chance, all her efforts have been in vain, she has worked hard for so long and finally made a wedding dress for others.

not only raised Mu Yunqian's children, but also exhausted his youth in this palace.

What is it all for?

Liu Fangfei sat on the ground like a deflated balloon, her eyes were dead and her face was full of despair.

A black figure in the corner had been standing there watching Liu Fangfei's every move, his eyes full of hatred. His fists clenched, biting his lips fiercely to control his emotions.

A flash of light flashed in her dark eyes, and she felt in a good mood when she looked at Liu Fangfei who was sitting on the ground. However, such a happy mood did not last long, and the corner of his eye inadvertently saw the sky outside the window, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Fantasy!

It's a fantasy! This illusion is the most powerful illusion in the world, and it is easy to weave illusions, but there is no way to break the illusion.

Go back twenty-two years?

Yun Qian, I'm sorry, senior brother is here to accompany you.

A tear fell to the ground from the corner of his eye, making a silent slam. Covering his heart, he endured the heart-rending pain, turned around, and the man's figure disappeared in place in an instant.

After Gong Limo came out of the palace, he noticed that something was wrong, looked up at the sky, and a dark color flashed in his crimson eyes. Biting his lip, he angrily turned away.

Prajna Illusion, it turned out to be Prajna Illusion?

Gong Yechen's good boy actually activated the Prajna Illusion and implicated Lan Xiyan.

However, with his strength, he shouldn't have the ability to activate the illusion, so he is the only one who can do this? Great power teacher? The man in the black robe and the ghost mask?

Who the hell is he? A deep thought crossed his mind, and he searched in his mind, only to find that no one was him. His identity, he was curious. A great teacher worshiped by 10,000 people? It's fun!

The corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, he had already left the palace, walked to the market, looked at the crowded street, pursed his lips, turned around and walked out of the city again.

Among the trees, a man is hurrying along the road, his steps are light, his clothes are fluttering, like a landscape painting, indifferent and quiet.

The aqua blue robe was very well worn on the body, and the silky hair was scattered on the body and neatly tied with a white hairpin, and the elegant eyes were as calm as mist.

The nose is high, the thin red lips are slightly pursed, and there is a smile on the face like a spring breeze. He was like an angel descending from earth, with light steps and floating clothes, walking briskly through the trees.