These words resounded throughout the Feng family courtyard.
It also instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.
Pairs of eyes, all condensed in the past.
The most corner banquet place.
A figure with flames like blood slowly stood up.
The red robe is like a raging fire, shining brightly.
A head of ink-like hair was fixed by a simple but luxurious jade crown.
When the man looked up.
His stern face was exposed to everyone's eyes.
The dark and deep eyes, like gathered whirlpools, exuded a cold aura.
His body moved slightly.
The person has turned into a red arc shadow.
Skimming from mid-air.
It settled in front of Ye Qingluo.
The slender arms directly embraced Ye Qingluo's shoulders.
It is like a fiery red robe, which contrasts with the girl's long dress of flames.
It actually sets off the two of them so brightly and dazzingly.
"Hong, Hongqing Pavilion... Pavilion Master?"
Someone recognized the man's appearance and stood up in shock.
A whisper.
Immediately aroused the amazement of countless people.
They looked at the cold-faced man in surprise.
Hongqing Pavilion…
That weird force that travels through the upper three realms and disappears like a ghost.
Although I heard that the owner of the Hongqing Pavilion is a person from the heavens.
But it can make their god realm completely unpredictable.
It's like the dragon sees the head but doesn't see the end.
did not expect…
The owner of the Hongqing Pavilion unexpectedly showed up at the Feng family's confession banquet.
and…
The owner of the Hongqing Pavilion even blew himself up that he was Miss Feng's sweetheart? !
It's not just the onlookers who couldn't believe it.
Even Patriarch Feng and Feng Liqiong were stunned.
"Xiao, Xiaoluo... he, he is... your sweetheart?" Patriarch Feng asked in disbelief.
"Impossible!" Feng Liqiong frowned, "The pavilion master of the Hongqing Pavilion has nothing to do with Xiaoluo, how could he be Xiaoluo's sweetheart? If Xiaoluo's sweetheart is clearly at the banquet, why did he delay?" Will you show up?!"
His gaze was like a torch, and he showed the majesty of acting as a god-emperor, and stared majestically at the... expressionless and cold-faced man in front of him.
The owner of Hongqing Pavilion...
This existence is a headache for even the God Realm.
He has been acting God Emperor for so many years.
They have never seen the so-called master of the Hongqing Pavilion.
At this time, Ye Qingluo was also in a daze.
She hadn't expected it at all.
Chu Wuxin unexpectedly appeared here.
Yes.
Chu Wuxin.
The person who rushed to her side suddenly was none other than the master of the Hongqing Pavilion, Chu Wuxin.
"Why are you here?" Ye Qingluo frowned slightly, reaching out to push Chu Wuxin.
The man lowered his cold eyes slightly, his pupils were as deep as ink, reflecting the girl's enchanting face.
He put more weight on his arms to stop Ye Qingluo from struggling: "If you don't want to marry that kid, don't move."
Ye Qingluo frowned even tighter.
Clutching Chu Wuxin's arm with his backhand, he broke free from his embrace with a force.
In the girl's eyes, there was obvious displeasure.
She hates his touch.
I don't want to be stained with the slightest smell that belongs to him.
Chu Wuxin's eyes darkened bit by bit.
Like the light of hope, it goes out bit by bit.
"Xiao Luo, what's going on?" Feng Liqiong naturally saw that the atmosphere between Ye Qingluo and Chu Wuxin was not the kind of sweetness between lovers.
Ye Qingluo's complexion was obviously not very good.
"She's throwing a tantrum with me." Chu Wuxin said solemnly with no expression on his face, "She's blaming me for not coming to find her for so long."
Immediately, he looked at Patriarch Feng with a gentle expression on his face: "Patriarch Feng has not visited for such a long time, please forgive me."