He quickly took out the mirror from his ring and saw the face in the mirror.
A "pop" sound
The mirror fell to the ground, and he froze, completely confused.
He was like being hit by a thunderbolt, unable to recover at all.
who is this person
Who is that pig-headed face in the mirror?
Feng Jingyun's hands trembled and turned to stone on the spot.
"Don't forget the condition you mentioned, I'll leave first." Luo Qingfeng looked at his appearance, spread her hands and shrugged.
Walk
Feng Jingyun suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Luo Qingfeng who was about to leave, and hurriedly held him back
"What should I do if you leave?" His beautiful, ah, handsome face was ruined just like that.
"Don't worry, it will disappear in two days." Luo Qingfeng waved her hand.
Two more days to go
Feng Jingyun felt as if he heard a thunderbolt from the blue and swallowed hard.
"Then is there any way why you didn't tell me that this would happen?" He said in a low voice.
Has it been like this these past few days?
This will break down
A face that was completely swollen, with big nostrils, no bigger than a pig’s head, and only one pair of ears.
When Luo Qingfeng gave him food, why didn't he tell him that it would have this effect?
"I said it was poison." Luo Qingfeng answered seriously.
She said it at that time, and she said it clearly.
Feng Jingyun ""
She said it, and she said it very clearly, but he thought it was a joke
Moreover, he never thought that the effect of poison would be like this.
"There is no other way. We can only wait for it to disappear naturally." Luo Qingfeng shook her head and looked at the direction in which the two people walked away from the corner of her eyes.
That company is at least at the Spiritual Emperor level
And this killer seemed to be the same group of people that Feng Jinghong met last time.
Ninth Prince, Eleven Prince.
It is no longer an easy matter to pursue the two princes.
She doesn't get involved in royal matters.
Feng Jingyun froze on the spot, as if another thunderbolt sounded in his ears.
"Luo Qingfeng, last time my ninth brother was assassinated, were you the same way?" Feng Jingyun looked at her and said seriously.
Last time Feng Jinghong
Luo Qingfeng looked at him, thought for a while, and replied lightly, "It's different."
"What's different?" There is no difference. The only difference is whether she cares or not.
What's different
Luo Qingfeng frowned, this question mark crossed his mind, and he looked at Feng Jingyun with his eyes.
"It has nothing to do with you." After saying that, she shook off the hand that grabbed her and strode away.
Feng Jingyun sighed when he saw her walking away.
"These killers are the same group as last time. They may go to Brother Ninth."
Although he had only seen her and Brother Jiu standing together once, he could still tell.
When Luo Qingfeng looked at Brother Jiu, his eyes lost a layer of alienation and defensiveness.
Some people may say, it's not just one layer.
However, this layer explains too many things.
So far, he has only seen that when Luo Qingfeng looked at Brother Jiu, there was nothing like that in his eyes.
"Really? Just tell him that if he dies, I will definitely not go see him." Luo Qingfeng said without responding.
The corners of Feng Jingyun's mouth twitched as she looked at Luo Qingfeng's walking figure.
Luo Qingfeng's tone was exactly the same as Ninth Brother's usual tone.
Do you admit defeat?
Won't
No matter what aspect, he is confident, no worse than Brother Ninth, Brother Ninth can do it, there is nothing he can't do.
Isn't it just a layer of alienation and defense? Just wait, he can also get closer to Luo Qingfeng