At the mention of Mo Xuanchen, Ling Bufan suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, where did Mo Xuanchen go? Why haven't you seen him in the past two days!? ”

Ling Luoyu's eyes trembled slightly, and then Yun smiled lightly: "He said that there was something urgent to deal with, so he left first!" ”

In fact, Ling Luoyu was also surprised by Mo Xuanchen's traces.

With his character, if he leaves, he will definitely talk to her, or leave a letter to explain, no matter how bad it is, people will talk back and forth.

But now there is nothing.

He left unexpectedly.

He left without warning, and even she didn't know exactly when he left.

In order to prevent Ling Bufan from thinking blindly, Ling Luoyu also concealed these things alone.

Anyway, with Mo Xuanchen's cultivation, there will definitely be no danger.

As long as there is no danger, she doesn't need to worry.

Now, she can only divert Ling Bufan's attention by pushing Ling Yunxi out of the thunder.

"That's right, Grandpa! I remember that at the beginning, wasn't the second uncle and that Feng Ziqing very good? I thought I was going to drink the wedding wine of the two of them, but I didn't expect Lao Yan to fly apart! What's going on? ”

Ling Bufan's face sank instantly, "Don't mention her!" I get upset when I mention them! ”

He slammed to his feet.

"I'm going to see Yunxi!"

Tao Dingfang wanted to follow, but Ling Luoyu pulled his sleeve.

"Grandpa Tao, what are you hiding? Don't you want to tell me about Feng Ziqing?! ”

"Not really! It's just that the matter of men and women is all about one fate, the second master and Miss Feng have no fate, we can't be outsiders, right?! ”

Tao Ding didn't seem to want to talk about it, so he pulled his sleeve out of Ling Luoyu's hand and chased after Ling Bufan.

"These two ...... What are you doing?! ”

Originally, Ling Luoyu was just curious about Ling Yunxi and Feng Ziqing.

Judging from the demeanor of these two people, it seems that there is a story behind it!

Flipping her palm, she looked at the square silk handkerchief, her eyes shining.

"Feng Ziqing, it seems that I have to meet you for a while!"

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The southern suburbs of the capital, Xiangjia Mansion.

The white banner and curtain fluttered in the wind, hunting in a mournful cry.

At the entrance of the house, there are small people who register their names, and they record the names of the guests who have come to pay their respects.

A servant reflexively took out the white silk and planned to buckle it on the arm for the guest.

"Who is the young master?"

"Ling Luoyu!"

Ling Luoyu raised his hand and blocked the white silk.

When they heard these three words, everyone's eyes instantly looked at them.

For the Xiang family, this is tantamount to being synonymous with the murderer.

As a murderer, she dared to come here!

That's a bit too daring, isn't it?!

The corners of the little girl's mouth twitched fiercely, and then he laughed: "I don't know if the third young man is coming...... Or, you wait here, and the little one will go in and get you back?? ”

This killing god is not something they can afford to provoke.

It's better not to provoke.

Ling Luoyu squinted at the white silk in his hand, and hooked his lips evilly: "I'm not here to find Xiang's family!" The person I'm looking for, Feng Ziqing! ”

"Young lady?!"

The expressions of the two little guys suddenly became very strange and looked at each other.

"You want to see ...... Our young lady?! ”

"yes, what? No? ”

Two little guys: "......"

Of course not!

Removing all the elements, Feng Ziqing is now Xiang Yi's surviving person.