1872 Chapter 1872 Han Rong Reappears

This person is heavily protected, even if he makes a move, I am afraid that he will not be able to take his life absolutely. Moreover, even if Lei Xiaoxuan and the others have come, if there is no perfect plan, they cannot suddenly let them do it, otherwise, the damage will be fixed. will be great. Bayi Chinese? Chinese Network w1w?w. 81zw． com

Moreover, although she was brought into the black-robed man's side as a personal bodyguard, the people in the dark seemed to be guarding her, and the gazes that occasionally fell on her would be scrutinized and probing, making her tense all the time. He stretched his body and didn't dare to relax.

Perhaps dozing off that day could give them the illusion that she was not a threat. After all, what she showed was not an absolute elite, but more like a person with flesh and blood. She felt that it was precisely because of this that the black man Only the man in the robe will transfer her to his side.

A man in black came in from the outside, saluted respectfully and reported: "Master, Han Rong is here."

The black-robed man who was handling affairs in front of the table narrowed his eyes, and closed the things in his hands: "Bring them in."

And at this moment, when Feng Jiu, who was sitting on the column, heard what the person below reported, her heart couldn't help but a dim light flashed across her closed eyes. Instantly exposed flaws.

Han Rong?

Is it the same name? It should be, no matter what, that person should never appear here.

She suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and sat quietly on the column with her breath held. Then, she looked towards the door of the palace until she saw a man in black walking in with a middle-aged man. The color moves slightly.

not him! Not the Han Rong she knew.

That's right, if the Han Rong at that time had abolished his cultivation when he was expelled from the prince's mansion by Xuanyuan Moze, and he was seriously injured, it would be impossible to survive like that at that time.

She was thinking too much, but it was just the same name and surname.

However, what she saw next overturned her previous affirmation.

"Meet the lord."

Han Rong stepped forward and bowed, then straightened up, looking at the masked man sitting on the main seat. Even his master didn't have a portrait of him, and no one knew what he looked like. It seemed that only those he trusted most knew what kind of face was under the mask.

"Why are you here again? What's the matter this time?" The black-robed man squinted his eyes and asked in a somewhat distracted voice.

"I took the liberty to come here, and I hope the Lord will not be offended, but because my Lord got a message, he sent me to the temple for a walk."

As Han Rong said, he saw that the man's eyes seemed impatient, so he didn't wait for him to ask, and said: "My lord has received the news that although the Phoenix Dynasty is destroyed, although half of the Phoenix Guards are killed and injured, half of them are under Feng Jiu's hands." He was trained to become a strong soldier, and even Feng Jiu's grandfather and father did not die."

Hearing this, Feng Jiu, who was sitting on top, shrank her eyes and stared at the people below.

And Han Rong who was standing below seemed to feel it. When he looked up, he naturally noticed the people sitting above. His eyes flicked over those people, secretly startled.

There are so many strong men guarding the palace master, if it wasn't for the glance from above, he might not be aware of the existence of these people above.

The man in black raised his head slightly, and glanced at the boy in black above...