"Didn't you hear Qing Luo say that she couldn't recognize her? She kept asking!"
Patriarch Feng glared at him angrily: "You are an uncle, don't you know how to care about her?"
Feng Liqiong rubbed the back of her head, gave up asking, and looked at Ye Qingluo embarrassedly: "Qingluo, I'm sorry, uncle is too anxious."
Ye Qingluo bent her lips and smiled, innocent and harmless: "It's nothing, but little uncle, why are you not curious, why do I know that person?"
"Uncle is busy and confused, and he is too anxious to solve the affairs of the five nobles." Feng Liqiong softened her tone, "It's uncle's fault, he doesn't care about you."
He bowed his head apologetically, and asked with concern: "Qing Luo, how did you meet that person?"
"Because I was with the five people who died from the five great nobles last night." Ye Qingluo pressed his fingertips to his chin, "I saw that black-robed man kill those five people with my own eyes."
"With my own eyes?" Feng Liqiong immediately took Ye Qingluo's hand and looked her up and down, "Then are you okay? You saw it with your own eyes, why didn't that black-robed man hurt you?"
"Maybe it's because... I have something the other party wants in me." Ye Qingluo let Feng Liqiong hold her wrist, "They seem to want to find out from me... about the whereabouts of the treasures of the Feng family. .”
Ye Qingluo pursed her pink lips slightly: "How would I know the treasure of the Feng family..."
She paused without giving anyone else a chance to speak, and continued on her own: "By the way, little uncle, did you already know...my identity, so you specially asked the guards to go to the lower realm to find me? "
This topic moved a little quickly.
Feng Liqiong was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately: "I don't know, but I have some doubts... I want to ask someone to bring you up for a meeting."
He looked at Patriarch Feng: "Father has been looking for you for a long time, but he never expected that you would be in the lower realm..."
Ye Qingluo blinked her eyes, her eyes were full of mist, and said, "Won't my little uncle doubt my identity? You and grandpa... It seems that you don't need me to prove your identity, so you believe me."
That appearance, seems to be very moved.
Patriarch Feng immediately held Ye Qingluo's hand distressedly: "Grandpa, can you still admit the wrong person? You are Feng Ge's daughter, my granddaughter!"
"That's right, your face already says it all." Feng Liqiong had warm brows and eyes, with a kind smile on her face, "You... don't think about it, if you are really worried, after a while, find a chance to ask God When your identity is disclosed to the world, you need to verify it in public."
Ye Qingluo's eyelashes trembled, as if a little nervous: "But, but I'm not from the God Realm...they won't accept me..."
"You are the granddaughter of my Feng family, who dare not accept it! Let the acting god emperor cut off their heads!" The head of the Feng family interrupted Ye Qingluo's words protectively.
Feng Liqiong felt a little helpless: "Father, I'm not a tyrant, how can I just behead my head?"
"Just find a reason! What rebellion, what practical forbidden technique! Just find a reason!" Feng Patriarch became unreasonable.
Feng Liqiong understood her father's character very well, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, whoever dares not recognize our little princess will kill him!"
Ye Qingluo took the old man's arm and leaned his head on his shoulder: "Grandpa treats me the best."
The old man smiled and rubbed her soft black hair that was not tied up.
A gentle smile full of kindness and kindness.