"I see." Yi Fang nodded, then turned to leave.

He looked at Mu Yin suspiciously, and doubts appeared in his heart again.

I always felt that this person was not an ordinary familiar, but I couldn't remember it.

Who the hell is it?

Yi Fang left Yaolinju, and two figures immediately descended from the sky, standing at the door of Yaolinju, blocking everything out.

Feng Jinghong sat next to Luo Tianfeng, and when he saw Mu Yi's half-blackened face, he sighed lightly.

"What's that look on your face?" The voice from under the black robe was hoarse and hoarse, and it had returned to its former touching sound.

The familiar voice entered his ears, and the corners of Mu Yin's mouth twitched fiercely.

"So during this time, you have been in the First Chamber of Commerce." From the day she disappeared.

The succubus and Luo Qingfeng appeared in the imperial capital together, these are two completely unrelated people, and no one will suspect anything.

But it's just two unrelated people, but they are the same person.

"Yes." Luo Tingfeng confessed.

During this time, she has indeed been in the imperial capital and has never left.

Mu Yin squirmed his mouth and found that there were a lot of questions, but now he couldn't ask anything.

"How many people know about you?" Will she tell him this, does it mean that she believes him?

I don't know why, he didn't care about these things before, but now that he is trusted by this girl, he still has a little joy in his heart.

After all, it's really hard to get her trust.

"Not much, you're one." Luo Tingfeng replied simply.

There are indeed not many people who know the identity of the succubus.

Except for the people from the Ghost Gate and the people from Feng Jinghong, the rest of the people will not add up to more than five.

That's good.

"You girl." Mu Yin shook his head and laughed helplessly.

It's long overdue.

"Good thing you're here." Luo Tianfeng stood up and walked to his room.

"I'm going to clean up, and then we'll leave."

This place, there is no need to come in the future.

Mu Yin looked at her back, and then looked at Feng Jinghong.

"You're just pampering her?" It's also too indulgent.

Feng Jinghong smiled lightly and looked at Mu Yin, "My wife, I should naturally be spoiled, as long as she likes it, what's the harm in conniving?" ”

Mu Yin: "......"

Although this was true, why did he feel a little unbearable when he heard it?

With a light cough, Mu Yin came back to his senses, "I know." ”

If he says this again in the future, he will really have his own brain!

Luo Qianfeng went back to the room, cleaned up, saw it, and then took out a bottle.

The powder was spilled out, and a burst of fragrance wafted away, spreading to all corners of the room.

"In this way, Yaolinju will not leave any traces of me." Even if she had lived here, she would not have left a trace!

With that done, she turned and walked out.

He took out another bottle, opened it, and sprinkled it around.

A faint fragrance wafts through the air again.

Seeing her actions, Feng Jinghong stood up, and Mu Yin also walked over.

"How's it now, are you leaving?" Mu Yin asked suspiciously.

Luo Tianfeng pursed his lips and replied, "Of course you have to go, otherwise you will stay for dinner?" ”

Mu Yin touched his nose and nodded.

All right.

"I'll go out first, you ......"

"Miss!"

Stumbling into the courtyard, covered in wounds, the smell of blood rushing towards him.

Before Luo Tianfeng finished speaking, she saw the person walking in, her expression changed, and she strode over.

"What happened?"