Just when Guzhu was frowning and everyone was puzzled, once the man in the black robe had already walked out.

How to describe this man?

He was black all over, with black hair, black robes, and black shoes......

It's just that the face is slightly fair.

However, when Zuo Qingya and Mu Yurou saw him, a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Who is this man? Why do you look so handsome?

Never seen him before.

There are not a few beautiful men that the two of them think they have seen, but when they saw this man, they couldn't help but be amazed!

I saw him dressed in a black robe, long black hair flying in the air, a slender body, handsome, and a face with a deep contour like a carving;

The smooth and fair face is full of angular coldness.

A pair of eyes seemed to invisibly emit a cold light, which made people shudder.

Everywhere you go, it seems to be like the Son of Heaven has descended, with a natural wind and a compelling momentum.

It's beautiful!

It's a very cold man! When everyone was stunned, Ji Xian had already walked over, standing beside Gu Zhu without a trace, his face was indifferent.

Gu Zhu looked at him in surprise.

Wasn't it so weak just now?

And now?

Is it pretended?

For some unnecessary people, as far as it goes? Why? Sacrificing your rest time to travel with them?

Gu Zhu felt that this was not necessary at all.

Killing String knew that Guzhu was watching him, but he remained silent.

Because the place where they were standing was a relatively high place, he looked at Long Mo like this, completely looking down.

Long Mo's own momentum was not as strong as that of Killing Strings, but now he lost a cut in height, and he was immediately turned into scum in seconds.

For the second time in his life, Long Mo actually had a feeling of inferiority.

The first time, of course, was when facing the national teacher Yu Jinghong, he was very inferior.

Because he is not only inferior in appearance to Yu Jinghong, but also inferior in strength and status.

So at that time he had low self-esteem.

And now, the other party is just an ordinary person who is not well known, and he actually feels inferior again!

Realizing that he had such an idea, Long Mo suddenly felt an alarm bell in his heart!

He raised his head, trying not to look so weak, and showed his usual momentum towards his subordinates, and asked, "Who are you?" This prince has nothing to do with you, and you don't seem to have any right to speak! ”

In terms of identity, he is the prince of a country and has a noble status.

Although the man in front of her was very powerful, she had never seen it before.

As the prince of a country, whether it is from his own country or from a neighboring country, as long as it is a famous person, he certainly knows it.

But he had never seen this person, which means that this person was not from a prominent family.

That would be much easier!

Let him be a citizen of any country, as long as he is a commoner, then he can't be so unreasonable to the people in the royal family!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but speak a little stronger.

However, it was ushered in by a few disdainful sneers from the strings.

Sneering twice, Killer String looked down at Long Mo, as if he was looking down at an ant on the ground, indifferent.

"You are worthy to marry her?"

Without waiting for Long Mo to say anything, he continued to speak:

"You'll never know who I am, but you're going to remember who she is from now on! She's mine, my future wife, and if you dare to think anything wrong about her, you can give it a try! ”