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Chapter 565 Synonymous with murder

When talking about Mo Xuanchen, Ling Bufan suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, where did Mo Xuanchen go? I haven't seen him in the past two days!?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes trembled slightly, and then Yun Danfeng smiled lightly: "He said there was an urgent matter to deal with, so he left first!"

In fact, Ling Luoyu was also surprised by Mo Xuanchen's traces.

With his personality, if he leaves, he will definitely say something to her, or leave a letter to explain it. No matter how bad it is, he will make people say something back and forth.

But now there is nothing.

He left unexpectedly.

She left without warning, and she didn't even know the exact time he left.

In order to avoid Ling Bufan's random thoughts, Ling Luoyu concealed these things alone.

Anyway, with Mo Xuanchen's cultivation level, there will definitely be no danger.

As long as there is no danger, she doesn't need to worry about it.

Nowadays, she can only divert Ling Bufan's attention by pushing Ling Yunxi to thunder.

"By the way, grandpa! I remember that the second uncle and Feng Ziqing were pretty good at the beginning? I thought I was going to drink the wedding banquet between them, but I didn't expect that they would separate themselves! What's going on?"

Ling Bufan's face suddenly sank, "Don't mention her! I feel upset when I mention their family!"

He suddenly stood up.

"I'll go and see Yunxi!"

Tao Dingfang wanted to follow, but Ling Luoyu pulled his sleeves.

"Grandpa Tao, what are you hiding? Do you don't want to tell me about Feng Ziqing?!"

"That's not! It's just that the matter between men and women is all about fate. Second Master and Miss Feng have no fate. We are outsiders, so there is nothing we can do about it?!"

Tao Ding didn't seem to want to say this, so he pulled his sleeve out of Ling Luoyu's hand and chased Ling Bufan.

"What are these two... doing?!"

Originally, Ling Luoyu was just curious about Ling Yunxi and Feng Ziqing's affairs.

But judging from the expressions of these two people, it seems that there is a different story behind it!

Turning her palm, she looked at the square silk handkerchief, her eyes calmed down.

"Feng Ziqing, it seems I will get you for a while!"

——

In the southern suburbs of the capital, towards the family mansion.

The white banners and plain curtains flutter in the wind, making noises in the sad cry.

At the gate of the mansion, there were servants who registered their names, recording the names of guests who came to pay their respects.

A servant took out the white silk conditioned and took it out, intending to hold it on the guest's arm.

"Who is the young master?"

"Ling Luoyu!"

Ling Luo raised his hand and blocked the white silk.

When everyone heard these three words, everyone's eyes instantly looked over.

For Xiang family, this is no different from being a synonym for the murderer.

As the murderer, she actually dared to come here!

Isn't this a bit too brave?

The servant twitched his lips hard, and then he smiled embarrassedly: "I don't know if it's the third young master... Or, you're waiting here, the younger one will come in and come back to you?"

This killing god is not something they can afford.

It is better not to provoke it.

Ling Luoyu glanced at the white silk in his hand, and the evil sneer curled his lips: "I'm not here to look for Xiang's family! Feng Ziqing, the person I'm looking for!"

"Young lady?!"

The expressions of the two servants suddenly became very strange and they looked at each other.

"You want to see...our young lady?!"

"Yes, why? No?"

Two servants: "..."

Of course it is not possible!

Apart from all elements, Feng Ziqing is now Xiang Yi's vain.
Chapter completed!
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