Chapter 762: Why doesn't this young man respect himself?

Ling Yunfeng stood there ignorantly, waited until Ling Luoyu's figure disappeared, then looked at the clothes in his hand.

"This kid...what nonsense!?"

Outside the crevice, Qian Yingluo stirred the corners of his clothes with both hands, and stood there slightly cramped.

Ling Luoyu stood still beside her leisurely, full of scorn.

"Girl, what is Fang Ling?!"

Qian Yingluo didn't like her, but because of Ling Yunfeng's blood, she could only stare in disgust.

"Master, please take care of yourself!"

"Oh..." Ling Luoyu's smirk on the corners of her lips was heavier, and she shook her head, thinking that she was very chic, "Why don't this young master be self-respectful!"

Qian Yingluo's eyes flew out, too lazy to pay attention to her, staring at the gap.

In the crevice, Ling Yunfeng wore a crescent-white gown, and scrambled out her hair.

Long hair covers his face, making the beard on his face more masculine.

Qian Yingluo glanced away, her whole body seemed to be ill, her breath was slight, her cheeks were pink, and she stood shyly on her side. She wanted to see but didn't dare to see.

However, Ling Yunfeng didn't notice her fault, but rather awkwardly sorted out her clothes.

"Yu'er, where did you get the clothes? Wouldn't it be too eye-catching to wear this color at my age?!"

In order to make it easy to install, clothes of different sizes and styles are stored in Chaos and Secluded.

When the fingertips were flipped, Ling Luoyu had a black jade hairpin in his hand.

"Father, this is a blind date for the royal family. If you wear sloppy clothes, how can we mix?! Come, sit down, I will help you tie your hair!"

Ling Yunfeng thought about it too, and immediately found a place to sit down.

"By the way, how do you know I am here?"

Ling Luoyu couldn't help but pause: "It's the message Xuan Chen left me!"

"He is here too?!"

Ling Luoyu was surprised: "Father, don't you know?"

Ling Yunfeng was even more confused: "How did I know? After saying goodbye to you at the time, I came here. I thought I was looking for the whereabouts of Xiyan and her son, but there was no trace... Later, I thought about When he comes, he can't go back empty-handed, so I just want to bring the Mao therapy's head back so that he can truly return to his roots!"

He seemed to think of something and frowned.

"Xuan Chen, where is he? Why isn't he with you?!"

"I want to know where he is too!"

Ling Luoyu rolled up her hair bun and put it on.

"But I don't know what's going on, he seems to avoid me, it's your news, and he changed hands to me through someone else..."

Ling Yunfeng heard the loss in Ling Luoyu's words, and immediately grabbed her hand and gently placed it in his palm.

"Yu'er, Xuan Chen's character, father is absolutely convinced! He will never empathize with you! He is avoiding you now, there must be a reason! I think he may have forced himself As a last resort, I cannot come to see you in person..."

"Father, where did you want to go, I also have absolute trust in him! It's just a little angry that he won't tell me anything!"

Ling Yunfeng smiled meaningfully and shook his head: "Yu'er, Mo Xuanchen's world, you haven't set foot, when you set foot in his world, you will find that even if he is strong enough to cover the sky with one hand, there will still be Too much helplessness!"

Ling Luoyu squatted down in front of him, staring with scorching eyes, looking at his eyes scorchingly.

"Father... do you know something about Xuan Chen?!"