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Chapter 740 It's All Blasphemy!

Two figures stepped out of the carriage one after another, already becoming the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Everyone looked at it crazily and could no longer look away.

No matter who it is, at this moment, they have forgotten what they are thinking in their hearts, what they are doing in their hands, what they see and think about in their eyes and hearts is only the two people in front of them.

beautiful

This is definitely not a fairy coming down to earth.

They suddenly understood that sentence a little bit. When a beauty smiles, she will captivate the city and the country.

So beautiful

Luo Wuyou, who enjoyed being watched by thousands of people, was still shy when he saw Feng Jinghong stepping out of the carriage.

He thought that if she went up to talk to him, Feng Jinghong would look at her differently.

But when she saw the aqua blue figure coming out from behind, her face instantly darkened. Her hands under her sleeves were clenched, and her fingers dug into her flesh.

Luo Qingfeng

She looked around and found that more and more people were looking away from her. Instead, they were looking at the carriage, staring at Luo Qingfeng. Her face instantly turned pale.

Like this again, like this again

Luo Qingfeng, it’s her Luo Qingfeng again

Blood dripped down his fingers, and Luo Wuyou didn't even notice.

She only had Luo Qingfeng in her eyes, and the jealousy she had buried, no, maybe the jealousy had never been hidden.

She was always jealous, always jealous.

It's just that I deliberately ignored jealousy and jealousy with my own sense of superiority.

"Holy shit"

Mo Lingxuan, who was drinking tea, put down his tea cup and stood up in a daze.

Madam, madam, this is so beautiful.

It’s not that I’ve never seen the Ninth Prince, it’s not that I’ve never seen Xiaofeng’s original appearance, but this is even more dazzling than usual.

They were absolutely dazzling, and everyone couldn't take their eyes off them.

"Bah, bah, bah, I have to hurry into the auction." Mo Lingxuan spat out the tea leaves he was chewing and walked away, rushing towards the auction.

Hahaha, the wait was not in vain

And just now, he saw Luo Wuyou's face turned pale the moment he saw Xiaofeng.

"Luo Qingfeng"

Three familiar words rang out, and a figure from the tall building immediately walked to the window.

Seeing the figure in the crowd, Rong Mong's expression suddenly changed.

"I will take her back to the temple right now." The Zhuque Messenger was able to heal her injuries with the elixir of Suluohe Alchemist.

He stole the Fire of Chaos and dared to hurt the Suzaku Messenger. This is simply abominable.

"Calm down first, haven't you seen Feng Jinghong?" The man next to her is Feng Jinghong.

"So what, even the Ninth Prince can't break up with the temple." Rong Ming said disdainfully, the royal family, the royal family has long been afraid of their temple.

"If you go, you're going to break your skin. Can you bear the consequences?" None of them can bear the consequences of breaking their skin.

Rong Ming calmed down slowly. Indeed, if you break your skin, you will have to bear the consequences.

"Wait a minute, it is said that Luo Qingfeng also wants a divine beast." As long as she wants a divine beast, they will have a chance.

When the time comes, I'll see if I can kill her.

"Yes, there are also mythical beasts." Rong Fu sneered.

Luo Qingfeng must die

"Is this what Luo Qingfeng originally looked like?" On the other side of the tall building, three figures leaned over and looked out the window.

She is indeed a beauty

Words like "overwhelming country and beautiful city, sinking fish and falling geese" feel like they are a kind of blasphemy when applied to her.

The man next to him did not speak and stood there in silence.

Bai Yao shook his head at the person who spoke, silence, silence is golden.

Lei Chang nodded, looked at Luo Qingfeng again, and sighed in his heart.

If this is not the person that the benefactor likes, he may not be able to help but be tempted.


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