Luo Wuhen looked at them, glanced between them, then turned and left.
Luo Qingfeng is not here, and there is no scent of Luo Qingfeng here.
He waved his arm, and a black figure floated through the air. After walking behind him, he disappeared between heaven and earth.
Everyone stood there, looking at Luo Wuhen's walking back, their eyes widening slightly.
Manipulating a puppet.
"People on the verge of death." Mo Sang murmured as he watched Luo Wuhen walk away.
Those who control the puppets are all people walking on the verge of death.
Luo, he is looking for someone from the Luo family
When he came to the killer group to look for the Luo family, he was looking in the wrong place. Everyone knew that the Luo family on Linjun Continent had already disappeared.
"A person who controls a puppet is on the verge of death." A hoarse voice sounded in his ears, with doubt in his tone.
Mo Sang looked ahead without looking back. He nodded and said, "Well, they are people on the edge of death. Say they are dead, but they are alive. Say they are alive, but it is almost as good as dead."
That's it, it goes on like this.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Sang was stunned for a moment and turned to look in the direction of the sound behind him.
The black figure stood there, looking thoughtfully ahead.
Phantom, Lord Phantom
"Sir, aren't you leaving?" He was, no, not gone just now
Luo Qingfeng withdrew his gaze, looked at Mo Sang's surprised expression, and rolled his eyes.
"Who told you I was leaving?" How could I leave so quickly?
Mo Sang pointed to his feet, which was where Jing Fang was lying just now. Now there was nothing, not even dust left.
"I will leave, but not now. You can go out and don't disturb me." After Luo Qingfeng finished speaking, he turned around and walked back.
Mo Sang stood there, looking at Luo Qingfeng's walking back, opened his mouth, and finally shook his head helplessly.
The other killers stood there, with joy on their faces when they saw Luo Qingfeng back.
That being said, Mr. Phantom will not leave.
so good
Alchemists are needed elsewhere, and their killer group needs them even more.
Everyone lives on a knife's edge every day. Who knows when he will die. With the alchemist here, they will be safer.
"Let's go." Seeing Luo Qingfeng return to the attic, Mo Sang turned around and walked outside.
I don't know how long Lord Phantom will be here, but he is really relieved.
Even if Jing Fang of the Jing family is killed, he still dares to live here without fear of the Jing family coming to his door.
The heir of a fifth-class family kills when asked, and is simply more decisive than their killers.
The group of people walked away and quickly disappeared near the attic, where silence returned.
Luo Qingfeng walked to the lounge chair, turned to look at the place where Luo Wuhen left, and his eyes became deep.
"Miss Qingfeng, that is your enemy" Jun Aoren couldn't help it.
I have wanted to ask for a long time and have been holding back until now.
enemy
"If he is not desperate and has been killed by me, who do you think he is?" She asked coldly, her words cold.
Unexpectedly, after that day, the Luo family would still have someone slip through the net.
If she hadn't been forced by Yin Ming that day and had no choice but to use the moving scroll to leave, Luo Wuhen wouldn't have appeared here.
With a tap of her finger, Luo Qingfeng's eyes became deep and a chill flashed in her eyes.
"Since he is still alive and still trying to find me and kill me, let's have some fun."
She is no longer the Luo Qingfeng of the past, nor is Luo Wuhen of the past, nor is this the Luo family of Fengyun Town.