Amazing crossing: the princess who was hunted down

Chapter 550 Proud Laughing Villa.Mofeng! (6)

"what?"

She took it curiously, opened the letter, and saw a line of cursive writing written in it:
Liangshui Pavilion outside the town.Mofeng.

Mofeng!It was Mo Feng!

Qing Luo's heart skipped two beats.

Oh my god, it's actually Mo Feng, Mo Feng!

He did come, he did come!

Could it really be him?

At this moment, Qing Luo couldn't be more excited.

She hurriedly grabbed Xiao Er and said, "Where is the person who delivered the letter?"

Xiao Er shook his head, "Let's go."

"Then have you seen what the messenger looks like?" She asked anxiously.

Xiaoer smiled and said, "Girl, you are a little beggar."

Qing Luo was stunned for a moment, and let him go.

She suddenly laughed, yes, she can bribe little beggars to do things,

How could it be impossible for someone to bribe a little beggar to do things for him?
She hurriedly asked Xiao Er, "Hey, where is the Liangshui Pavilion?"

Xiaoer said: "Out of the town, go east.

Not far away, I saw a gazebo.

That is the Liangshui Pavilion, which is used for business travelers to rest. "

"thank you."

After all, she ran out like a gust of wind.

Xiaoer is baffled, what good happened to this girl?How excited?
Qing Luo soon arrived at Liangshui Pavilion.

However, the Liangshui Pavilion was empty and there was no one there.

Strange, could it be that someone tricked her into playing?
Knowing that she was looking for Mo Feng, did he deliberately tease her like this?
Who is so bored?
She wondered, so she sat down and waited.

But after waiting for a while, still no one appeared, and her excitement plummeted immediately.

"Fuck, did you make a mistake? Are you kidding me?"

Qing Luo was cursing angrily, when suddenly he felt a cool breeze coming from behind.

All of a sudden, she felt goosebumps all over her body, and she felt a little scared.

"Who?"

She turned around abruptly, and met a pair of indifferent eyes head-on,

Deep and distant, like stars in the night sky.

Qing Luo suddenly froze.

This man has an incomparably handsome face, with feminine and enchanting lines,

Pale and melancholy,
But the eyes are as black as ink, and the silver hair that hangs casually is windless and automatic,

On the moon-white dress, there are faintly visible big white lotuses,
With his stalwart figure like a jade tree facing the wind,
It looks more and more celestial, as if it is not like anything in the world.

(End of this chapter)