Luo Tianfeng watched silently, but when Feng Jinghong's words fell, Luo Tian's face changed in shock, and she knew that this person was definitely not simple.

Jade fan? Who the hell is it?

The white fingers rubbed his chin, and Luo Qianfeng looked around.

Luo Zi is not here, otherwise you can ask him, Luo Tian knows, and he should know too.

It's not just Luo Tianfeng, except for Luo Tian, no one knows what the jade fan means.

"That's why I asked you why it's in your hands, it's already ......" The stinky old man suddenly became excited.

It's already, it's been ......

"Are you buried?" Feng Jinghong's expression was cold.

The stinky old man was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and replied, "Yes!" ”

How could the funeral things be in his hands, could he!

"This thing was in my hands ten years ago." Funeral goods, no.

Decade!

The stinky old man opened his mouth, looked at Feng Jinghong in amazement, and finally said nothing.

"Let me think about it for a few more days, don't bother me these days." As soon as the words fell, the stinky old man turned around and walked outside, with the vicissitudes of life on his back, with a bit of loneliness.

Everyone in the courtyard was confused at this time.

Ten years ago? Funeral?

What is this?

Why do you not understand what they are talking about the more you listen, whether it is a funeral or not?

If it is with the funeral, it is impossible for the thing to appear in the hands of the son of Jinghong, that is, there is no burial, but the party said that it is a funeral!

Twists and turns, all kinds of doubts, they only feel dizzy.

Luo Tianfeng couldn't see anything, but she was sure that the stinky old man would definitely agree.

"Are you alright?" Before everyone could come back to their senses, Luo Tianfeng had already stood up.

Depend on! She thought it was a big deal!

"It's okay." Feng Jinghong looked back at her and shook his head.

"Then I'll go first." Boring.

Luo Qingfeng strode away, she knew that this was it, she might as well stay in Tianzimen!

"Miss Tilting Wind, why don't you take me for a walk around the Wulou and let me get familiar with the environment?" Feng Jinghong followed and walked beside Luo Tianfeng.

"I'm sorry, I've only been here for a few days." Luo Tianfeng glanced at him coldly, with a warning in his eyes.

Don't come along!

He wants to walk, and there are a lot of people willing to lead the way for him!

Wait a minute!

Luo Qianfeng stopped abruptly and looked at the man beside him, "You want to live in Wulou!" ”

"Clever." Feng Jinghong nodded with satisfaction.

What a clever little guy!

A pair of resentful eyes shot in, and Luo Qianfeng was suddenly full of black lines.

"Son, you'd better find someone else." Damn, this bastard let her lead the way!

He's sure it's not for her to go to the top floor, and there will be no peace!

It's not that she's afraid of these women, it's just that she doesn't want anyone to disturb her cultivation.

Luo Tianfeng walked out of the door of the guest building, leaving behind the dark faces behind him.

Unfortunately, the man didn't intend to let her leave just like that, and followed her all the time.

"Don't follow me!" Luo Tianfeng looked at Feng Jinghong who came over angrily.

The sick seedling should be lying on the bed, why follow her!

"Don't you want to know...... Jade Fan Child? ”

An understatement is like a breeze blowing in your ears.

Luo Tianfeng stopped and looked at the man beside him, a smile like a flower bloomed on his handsome and sick face.

The people in the courtyard looked at the two people who left before and after, and their thoughts were different.

Luo Wufang sat in place, his fingers clenched, his nails sinking into the flesh, and he didn't realize it.

Lo Dump!

You always rob me! Now even the son of Jinghong is robbing me!