This is the second time the old man has seen Luo Yangyang.

I don't know if this time it's because it's a long distance, or because Luo Yangyang is wearing a cheongsam.

The old man looked at her, and inexplicably felt that she was a little familiar.

If he wanted to say who he looked like, he couldn't remember it for a while.

The hall was silent, and under the scrutiny of so many pairs of eyes, Luo Yangyang only felt an invisible pressure pressed down heavily, and she stood on the left side of the canonization, not even daring to breathe.

"Don't be nervous, don't be afraid, I'm here." Feng Sheng faced the old man, and comforted Luo Yangyang softly with his tongue and lips moving.

"Hmm." Luo Yangyang also responded softly.

Now that it's like this, no matter how nervous she is, it probably won't help.

If she comes, she will be safe, whatever the old man asks, she just answers, even if she can't answer, isn't there still standing next to her to be canonized, he won't let her fall into a helpless place.

It's going to be fine, the old man can't call the bodyguards and throw her out of the Feng family like the Jiang couple.

It's okay, it's okay, it's calm, it's calm.

Thinking like this, Luo Yangyang really slowly relaxed.

Luo Yangyang and Fengsheng stood not far away, not too close, and there were two fists between their arms.

The lonely cold wind blew into the living room from outside the door, blowing Luo Yangyang's long black hair, and the few strands of hair that fluttered up were still wrapped around the canonized arm.

Outside the hall, there was snow all over the ground, and there were a few rays of red lanterns, and the cold wind blowing into the living room was mixed with a few wisps of plum blossoms.

On the occasion of the celebration of this ice and snow world, the old man looked at the two people standing in the hall, and suddenly remembered the words "talented men and women", "handsome men and beautiful women".

The old man's long eyebrows moved, and his expression became more serious: "On October 20th, were you kidnapped?" ”

There were two people standing in the hall, although the old man didn't say who he was asking, but everyone knew that he was talking to Luo Yangyang.

Luo Yangyang's heart that dared to calm down suddenly accelerated again, still a little nervous.

"Hmm." As if sensing that Luo Yangyang's breath suddenly became a lot faster, the saint reminded her with a soft hum.

"Yes." Luo Yangyang, who had never dared to look directly at the old man, slowly raised his eyes.

The old man sat on a high seat, and his whole body naturally exuded a majestic aura, which was obviously the aura of a person who had been in a high position for a long time.