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Chapter 863 How are they going to die?

Feng Jinghong smiled gently and reached out to rub her head.

Speaking of which, that thing is indeed good.

But compared to it, it's not rare.

Luo Qingfeng saw him smiling but said nothing, glared at him, pretending to be mysterious.

If it is a good thing, of course it can't be released, but if this thing is not good, what's the use of it?

"Wuyou, Luo Qingfeng is even more hateful than you said!" An indignant voice came from the room.

"Qingfeng just lacks the care of his father." A cold and elegant voice sounded.

"But she destroyed the Luo family just because of this. She was so cruel. I don't know how the Ninth Prince fell in love with her!" Shameless!

Su Fuling was indignant and snatched her Ninth Prince and killed her father to destroy her family. What's the point of such a woman?

"Stop talking." Luo Wuyou spoke coldly.

Su Lianyun really told Su Fuling everything. If he hadn't said that he was Luo Qingfeng's sister, how could Su Fuling come to ask her about this?

She didn't want to mention Luo Qingfeng's affairs at all!

She just wanted to forget about the Luo family and didn't want to know anything!

"Waste, Luo Qingfeng is a waste, what can't be said!" What genius is a waste!

Wuyou said that she has not practiced since she was a child and has been a waste for more than ten years!

Luo Wuyou pulled the corner of his mouth, and said nothing, just silent.

To her, Luo Qingfeng was like a curse, thinking about her closely!

Kill! Must kill!

She is going to destroy Luo Qingfeng!

The fists were clenched, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in the cold eyes!

"Princess, if you have nothing else, I will go back first. There is still something to do in the temple." She didn't want to mention Luo Qingfeng again.

When she mentioned it, she wouldn't help but rush to the Mo family, lift her sword, and tear Luo Qiqi's Feng apart!

"Wuyou, don't worry, I will definitely not let someone take away my Ninth Prince." What's wrong with Luo Qingfeng!

"Ninth Prince." Luo Wuyou's eyes showed sarcasm.

A sick man, even though he was a little handsome, fascinated many people.

It also includes Luo Qingfeng, who is very self-respecting and thinks he is arrogant and arrogant!

"You go." Su Fuling saw Luo Wuyou mention Feng Jinghong, and there was no shyness on her face, and the haze in her eyes dissipated a little.

If anyone dares to snatch her, she will not let go of any of them!

Even if it is, Luo Wuyou!

Luo Wuyou nodded and turned around and left.

Look, she should get along with the royal family and the nobles, and the Luo family and Luo Qingfeng should all be destroyed!

For these reasons, she must not let Luo Qingfeng appear!

She didn't care before, but now she cares!

Luo Wuyou walked out of Su Fuling's room, flew away, and his figure disappeared into the night.

The two of them didn't know that all this was seen by Luo Qingfeng and Feng Jinghong.

Listening to their conversation and looking at the poisonous light and murderous intent flashing in their eyes, Luo Qingfeng's emotions became colder and colder!

One is the third princess of Dongmu Kingdom and another is the saint of the temple.

It turned out to be her in the late night conversation.

Is it a great honor for her to say something to them?

"How do they die?" The always elegant words were as cold as thousands of years of ice!

Luo Qingfeng turned his head and saw a pair of cold and frosty eyes.

If he doesn't come tonight, he doesn't know that there is still something going on!

I used to be concerned about Qianchuan and was quite polite to Su Fuling. Now, thinking about it, why didn’t she die?

Maybe I should have killed her long ago!

"I'll do it myself." Luo Qingfeng rubbed his fists and said with a bloodthirsty smile.
Chapter completed!
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