The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

An Jiawei bit her lip, feeling so uncomfortable being questioned by her beloved.

"Identity is the main reason." An Jiawei couldn't help but stepped forward to give Feng Lingmo a hug, but he avoided him, "Lingmo, I'm sorry!"

Feng Lingmo was really sad at this moment. After all, they had been practicing together for more than three years, but they didn't have that kind of heart-piercing pain.

"Since this is your choice, then I will fulfill you!"

Feng Lingmo took two steps back, looked at An Jiawei and said indifferently, "From now on, we will be Molu."

Immediately, he couldn't help but rejoice that now he could see the most real side of the other party.

After speaking, she turned around and was about to leave the yard, but An Jiawei grabbed her arm impatiently.

"Lingmo, if we can't be a husband and wife, can't we even be friends?" An Jiawei couldn't help feeling flustered as if she was about to lose something most important.

Feng Lingmo didn't look back, and stretched out his hand to break away the hand that was holding his arm, "I can't do it, and I won't appear in front of you again in the future, so be it."

Then he left the yard without looking back, leaving An Jiawei with a look of nostalgia behind.

But she didn't catch up, but clenched her fists tightly, and after seeing Feng Lingmo's figure disappeared, she took a deep breath and turned back to the room. This was her choice, and she had to endure it no matter how uncomfortable it was.

On the other side, Yu Qingqian and others who had already arrived in Abyss Hell were sitting in Lou Zhan's yard chatting and drinking tea.

Yu Qingqian was a little surprised by the result of the divination placed in front of her, "Xiao Mo'er has encountered a relationship crisis."

Lou Zhan, who was drinking tea, was stunned, "Emotional crisis? I met his little girlfriend before."

"Grandpa Lou, what is my brother's little girlfriend like?" Feng Lingyu asked curiously.

Lou Zhan said with a smile: "That woman's appearance is more bright and beautiful, and her temperament should be more cheerful. I just saw Xiao Mo'er taking her around the Ninth City from a distance, but I didn't come forward to say hello."

Feng Lingmo came to the Abyss Hell to practice, and he would naturally not destroy it if he wanted to be a solo traveler.

However, he secretly called someone to protect him.

"Mother, what kind of emotional crisis has my brother encountered?" Feng Lingmo couldn't help being curious about that woman, and turned to look at Yu Qingqian and asked.

Yu Qingshrugged slightly, "According to the hexagram, your brother was dumped."

"Ah! My brother was dumped?" Feng Lingyu's eyes widened in disbelief. It seemed that his brother was always popular with women!

Lou Zhan frowned, and immediately summoned someone to investigate, and the news came back after a while.

"The An family is so powerful that they don't know how to be flattered." Lou Zhan snorted after reading the news.

In his eyes, Feng Lingmo was naturally the best, but the An family and that woman valued status more.

Their Xiao Mo'er's identity can definitely be regarded as the highest level of "Prince" in Abyss Hell. To think that some women would give up because of their identity is simply blind.

Yu Qingqian didn't show any angry or angry expression, and asked with a smile with interest: "Uncle Lou, what's going on with Xiao Mo'er and that little girlfriend?"

Although the divination revealed the fact that his son was dumped, the exact process was unknown.

"The little girlfriend that Xiao Mo'er was looking for disliked his low status, and recently agreed to a marriage proposal from a boy from the direct branch of the Lou family, so your divination is very accurate." Lou Zhan came ahead of time, full of anger.