The figure in the courtyard is lazily leaning on the back of a chair, with a mysterious aura surrounding his body.
He was wearing a black robe, and his powerful aura was looming, without deliberately revealing it or trying to hide it.
With that mysterious black robe, no matter where he was, it was impossible to tell who he was or what his identity was.
A chair, a table, a pot of tea, a dark shadow, playing with a small teacup, looking extremely peaceful.
When everyone walked in, they saw this scene.
Feng Jinghong stood there, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar attire, with a smile on his face.
"Let's go." He said lightly, and then walked away.
Yi Fang hurriedly followed and looked at Luo Qingfeng sitting there, feeling uneasy in his heart.
He only said that the Ninth Prince asked to see him, and now Lord Su Luohe is here too. I wonder if Lord Su Luohe will blame him.
If he is to blame, he should apologize quickly, otherwise
Su Luohe stared at the black shadow and narrowed his eyes, trying to see something.
However, after looking for a long time, I couldn't see anything.
The black robe seemed to block everything, and no one could find out who the person sitting there was.
"How?" He looked at the guard beside him and asked lightly.
The guard frowned, then shook his head.
Can't tell.
The strength and aura are all unfamiliar.
And the most important point is that even now, he has no way to explore this person's strength.
The person sitting there is like a deep sea, a bottomless black hole.
Nothing can be explored, nothing can be seen.
Regardless of strength or status.
Can't tell.
Su Luohe's expression changed slightly, then returned to normal.
Looking around, the hands under his sleeves slowly clenched into fists.
Yi Fang's Yaolinju is indeed extraordinary.
At first, he just said that he would live here for two years and would not touch anything here, but Yi Fang refused.
Now, the ghost is allowed to live here.
Let the ghost live here
Compared to Yi Fang, Yu Yan is much more comfortable.
He just wanted to see what the ghost looked like, but when he saw that he was wearing a black robe, he gave up checking.
People wear this outfit because they don’t want others to know their identity.
I don’t want others to know my identity, and I will also find out his identity.
If it can be found, it's hard to find a ghost.
Su Luohe should be less fussy, and he will definitely not see anything.
The group of people walked slowly and finally stopped in front of Luo Qingfeng.
A pair of eyes fell on her, as if they wanted to poke holes in her black robe to see clearly who she was.
"grown ups."
Yi Fang came over, hugged his fists, and cold sweat fell from his forehead.
Looking behind him from the corner of his eye, he became even more ashamed.
"Master Su Luohe happened to come together, and then the Ninth Prince came..."
"I understand." Luo Qingfeng put down the cup, crossed Erlang's legs, and folded his hands casually on his legs.
The black cloth obscured his vision, but he could still see a vague figure.
Among these figures, their identities can be guessed to some extent.
I have seen most of them, except Su Luo He, who has never seen him before. I can tell who Su Luo He is at a glance.
Hearing what Luo Qingfeng said, the stone hanging in Yi Fang's heart fell to the ground heavily.
Very good
The adults are not angry, as long as they are not angry.
"I know why the Ninth Prince is here, but I don't know why Mr. Su Luohe is here." He raised his arm, supported his chin, and placed his elbow on the armrest of the chair.
His cold eyes glanced over and landed on the middle-aged man next to Feng Jinghong.