"The people from the temple have sealed off the First Chamber of Commerce. No one can get out," Mo Lingxuan said with a frown.
I don’t know what happened, so I just blocked the First Chamber of Commerce.
Luo Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and glanced in Feng Jinghong's direction.
Looking into each other's eyes, it's clear what the other person wants to say, just by looking at each other.
At this time, an attendant came over.
"Ninth Prince, Miss, Master Mo, my young master, please come over." The attendant lowered his head and said respectfully.
Luo Qingfeng smiled faintly and called out, "Xuan An."
"exist."
"Help the prince to go back to the VIP table to rest. I'll go take a look." It seems that the people in the temple discovered Gu Zhen and sealed the place in order to find the person who killed Gu Zhen.
Feng Jinghong held her hand and chuckled, "Qingfeng won't accompany me?"
She should know what the situation is, so there's no need to go and see it.
"Don't worry." Luo Qingfeng patted the back of his hand and said with a smile.
"How about I accompany Qingfeng?" he continued, the corners of his mouth deepening.
Luo Qingfeng looked at him, a light flashed in his eyes, as if he was saying, why are you going there too?
Feng Jinghong just looked at her fondly and said to Shi Cong, "Lead the way."
"Yes." The attendant immediately walked forward.
Mo Lingxuan stood there, pointing at the backs of the two of them walking away, with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Why do I feel forgotten?" After all, he is the young master of a distinguished family of pharmacists, okay?
Sighing, he strode over and said, "Wait for me."
In the room next to the auction venue, the Su family, the temple's Luo Wuyou, Rong Xun, several princes from the royal family, Xiao Huan, and Lei Chang gathered together.
Luo Qingfeng and the others walked in and saw everyone sitting there, silent.
"Everyone is here to join in the fun," Mo Lingxuan said jokingly as he walked in and found a seat to sit down.
"Mo Lingxuan, what do you mean by joining in the fun? Now you are dead." Su Yiran immediately scolded him, as if he was being righteous.
"Don't people die every day?" Mo Lingxuan said with a smile.
It's not normal for people to die. They need so many people sitting here.
Luo Qingfeng helped Feng Jinghong sit down next to him, and his eyes fell on them, extremely complicated.
"Do you know who died, Mr. Alchemist Gu Zhen?" Su Yiran snorted heavily, it was the Alchemist who died.
There are only a handful of alchemists between the two countries, and now there is one less.
Mo Lingxuan nodded, no wonder the temple went to so much trouble.
Luo Qingfeng leaned back on the chair and said coldly, "If Gu Zhen dies, will the temple not allow us to go back?"
Everyone needs to stay here and let them check
"Luo Qingfeng, you are most likely not," Rong Ming said with a soft smile.
Xuan An stood aside, and when he heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
"Yes, when the temple disappears one day, it will be my fault." Luo Qingfeng responded calmly, bloodlust flashing in his eyes.
The expressions of several people in the temple changed immediately, and Rong Fu stood up.
"Luo Qingfeng, don't be presumptuous. The Holy Temple won't just let you go." Did she think that in Dongmu Country, the Holy Temple could not do anything to her?
It doesn’t matter whether it’s Dongmu Kingdom or Donglin Kingdom, it’s the same
"Rong Mong, maybe I won't let you go." I won't let her go.
"you"
Luo Qingfeng stood up indifferently and said coldly, "Since only one person died, let's go back first."
Feng Jinghong stood up and pulled her out without saying anything.