Sudden.

Their eyes looked at the opposite side at the same time.

Yu Shishi, Zhu Ruirui, and Jiang Chuxia also looked over blankly.

Everyone followed them and looked.

I don’t know when, the bustling and hustle and brightly lit roadside stalls began to quiet all the way.

Because he came over alone.

It was a young man with a figure of almost two meters.

Everyone was shocked by his handsome appearance.

Even under the light, his face seemed to be the sun.

He even ignored the clothes he was wearing.

A robe with an ancient flax color, one point more, one point smaller, one point smaller, one point smaller, one point tight.

There are also long dark hair that is like a waterfall hanging down, combed back meticulously, and with his steps, it drifts gently with the wind, emitting waves of faint light.

Wherever he goes, it is like a star.

Mo Zongheng and Chen Sichen felt nervous at the same time.

Perhaps, only when they reach their level can they realize the unfathomable noble aura of the young man.

It seemed that there was only Su Mu in the other party's eyes.

He came to Su Mu and saluted respectfully:

"Meet Your Highness."

Su Mu nodded and smiled at Mo Zongheng and Chen Sichen:

"His name is Feng Heguang, the Son of the Qinglong God."

Mo Zongheng fell silent for a moment.

Chen Sichen was shocked and speechless.

For some reason, a deep envy suddenly popped into their hearts.

I envy the unlucky guy who had never seen him and had deceived Xiang Shanshan.

A mere liar actually wanted to send Qinglong God Son to slap in the face.

What virtue is there?

Fuck.

I really want to be slapped in the face.

Brother-in-law, it's you.
Chapter completed!