The look in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost, made Feng Chuge's heart tremble.
Feng Chuge gritted his teeth. "Is there something on my face?"
"Girl, you really don't know this Nian Ge Tang?" the man suddenly asked.
"I don't know." Feng Chuge shook his head honestly.
"It's really strange. No one in this continent knows about the existence of Nian Ge Tang. I thought that in the past two years, Nian Ge Tang has been known to everyone."
Two years?
Feng Chuge's expression paused.
When she left here, there was no such thing as a chanting hall.
When she was about to ask something, the man had already continued to answer her question. "Your Majesty, you know, right? He is the most beautiful man in our continent. He set up the Song Nian Ge Tang two years ago in order to find his
Madam Feng Chuge..." When he mentioned Feng Chuge, he couldn't help but shake his head with regret. "It has been two full years. Your Majesty has been looking for Miss Feng for two years. Your Majesty has been suffering enough over the past two years."
A woman who was so magnificent back then has disappeared.
The news from Junshang is that she is missing...
Feng Chuge's mind had already "boomed" and he had no other thoughts.
The only words lingering in her mind were "two years ago".
"You said...two years ago?" Feng Chuge suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the man's hand with great excitement, his tone full of disbelief.
The man was frightened by her sudden reaction. He threw away his hand in shock. When he looked at Feng Chuge again, he only saw a madman-like expression on his face.
After getting rid of Feng Chuge, he immediately stayed far away.
On the spot, Feng Chuge's face had already turned pale, and his fists on both sides were clenched tightly...
Two years?
How is it possible?
She has obviously stayed in Tianluo Continent for less than a week, how could it be possible that two years have passed here?
Her mind was always in a trance.
I don't know how long it took, but someone suddenly called out from inside. "Girl, it's your turn."
Feng Chuge raised his eyes and realized that at some point, the crowd had turned into a team, and now it was his turn.
Feng Chuge finally recovered. She shook her head, tossed her hair, and walked into the house.
"Name, age."
Inside, the old man sitting at the table asked.
Feng Chuge looked at the old man with great joy in his eyes!
It's him! It's Elder Yang! Her master!
"Master, it's me!" She took a few steps forward and said in surprise.
Elder Yang raised his eyes and looked at the strange-looking woman in front of him. His expression did not waver at all. He just repeated what he had just said, "Name, age."
Feng Chuge swayed slightly. For a long time, she felt a little dazed.
Yes.
She looked like this. She didn't even recognize herself when she woke up. How could she expect others to recognize her?
She gritted her teeth and finally sighed. "Feng Chuge, eighteen years old."
Elder Yang originally wanted to record it, but after hearing this, he stopped.
He raised his eyes again, looked at the pretty woman in front of him, and spoke again. "Name, age."
Feng Chuge looked at him in surprise. At this moment, he heard Elder Yang speak coldly. "You are the 1341st person to use my disciple's name. Do you think that after calling him this name?
Can you change your destiny? Tell you, it’s impossible! There is only one Feng Chuge in this world!!”