Chapter 175: Missing

"That's fine, but I also want Miss Feng to draw a portrait of your master, so that I can let them discern it carefully. ”

Si Yu agreed as soon as he could, after all, no matter what, Feng Fengrou provided them with a lot of income.

Feng Fengrou nodded, then took out the spare pen and paper from the storage ring, drew Luo Qingyou's portrait, and handed it to Siyu.

After Si Yu took it, he gave it to the guards standing guard at noon, asking them to carefully identify it and see if Luo Qingyou came out.

Feng Fengrou saw that after the four guards took the portrait and looked at it for a long time, they all shook their heads slightly.

"No way. ”

Seeing this, Feng Fengrou shouted, what she was most worried about just now happened, maybe her master Luo Qingyou was missing.

And with Luo Qingyou's strength, it is impossible for ordinary people to forcibly take her away, could it be that something happened and she went to deal with it?

Feng Fengrou thought that maybe she should go to the Lanso auction house and inquire about the auction.

"Wind girl, with the strength of your master's immortal soul realm, ordinary people have nothing to deal with her, in this mound acropolis, in addition to your master, there are no more than five immortal soul powerhouses that I know.

The first is Mr. Qiu Mu, who is recognized as the first person in Qiu Shenwei, and his strength has reached the peak of the immortal soul.

The second is actually Mr. Sikong, the head of the Qiu Ming branch of our Sirsa Auction House, whose strength has reached the sixth level of immortal souls.

The third is the city lord Nalan Xiongfeng and the director of the Lansuo Auction House, their strength is in the fourth-level immortal soul realm.

The fifth, the chief worshipper of the City Lord's Mansion, is called Murong Ke, who has just entered the Immortal Soul realm a few years ago. ”

Si Yu analyzed towards Feng Fengrou, according to the level of strength, there are only these four people who have the ability to deal with Luo Qingyou.

Suddenly, the wind and rain sounded, when he came to the inn that day, Murong Ke knew that he was a first-level returning soul, Luo Qingyou was a third-level immortal soul, and he still wanted to make a move with Luo Qingyou, if he thought about it like this, then Murong Ke was also a little weird.

The wind and rain were soft with Si Yu's words, while quietly thinking about what had happened in the past few days, while waiting for the wind and rain to be soft, until the time was close to evening, and the sunset was gradually falling, Luo Qingyou did not appear.

And there are people in and out of the Lanso auction house, but there is no trace of Luo Qingyou.

"Master, where have you been? ”

Feng Fengrou looked at the portrait in his hand, and his heart was in pain, first his father was in a coma for half a year.

Later, my father woke up and heard that my mother Luo Qinghua was in a state of flux, and she was also unconscious.

Now, not only did her mother not wake up, but even her master, Luo Qingyou, didn't know the trace.

Feng Fengrou thought about it, and couldn't help shedding tears, sometimes, she really wanted to be in a coma, so that she didn't have to think about so many troublesome things.

Feng Fengrou thought about going to find Luo Qingyou, but she was just a twelve-year-old girl, in this strange Qiu Ming Acropolis, alone, without relatives, where did she go to find it.

"Wind girl, it's getting late, I think you're living in the auction hall, right?"

It was getting dark, Si Yu went back to finish his work, and came out again, seeing that Feng Fengrou was still sitting at the door, he couldn't bear it at the moment.

"Thank you, Mr. Siyu, I'll wait a little longer. ”

Feng Fengrou raised her head and smiled bitterly at Si Yu, and then stared at the door of the Nalanso auction hall again.