Feng Luoluo is right foot muscle twisted, did not hurt the bones and ligaments, not very strict, only need to be medicated, no need to put a plaster, but pay more attention to rest, it is best not to walk these days, so as not to be injured twice.

"Miss Luolo have a good rest, I'll come back later." Hades said.

Feng Luoluo nodded.

To be honest, she was really uncomfortable.

Hell didn't speak, but stood beside the bed for a moment, then quietly left, closing the door.

In the hallway, Jason was already waiting.

"The photo is already being copied, does the young master want to see it himself?"

Hellworld nodded.

The two of them walked towards the study.

Inside the study.

The maid is nervously preparing classified photos.

Feng Luoluo's single photo is put in a piece of text, and the photo of the two people secretly captured is placed in another place.

After careful counting, I found that the number of group photos was actually more than Feng Luoluo's solo photos!

Hades looked at the photo, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, "These few are pasted, and the face can't be seen clearly, so delete them." ”

"Yes." The servant quickly deleted the dissatisfied.

After picking and choosing, I counted it, and there were more than 200 chapters.

Among them, most of them were servants secretly filming Feng Luoluo and Hell standing together.

From the door of the dressing room, the maid was secretly taking pictures, and the angles were very good, and it seemed that the two were very close.

Looking at it all the way, it seems that Feng Luoluo and Hell are a newlywed unmarried couple, trying on their wedding dresses, with affection and happiness......

Especially on the reef, the one where the bride of hell hugs Feng Luoluo, whether it is the scene, action, or expression, is very in place, a match made in heaven!

Hell was very pleased with the results of the photoshoot, and each servant gave him a heavy reward, especially the one who fell on the reef, and generously gave him a gemstone ring.

"Young Master, what should I do with these photos? Are they all washed out? ”

"Wash them all out, two copies." Hell singled out a few particularly beautiful ones, "These ones are magnified." ”

"Yes." The maid went down to wash the pictures.

In the room, only Jason and Hell were left.

There was silence.

The wind gently stirred the curtains, and there was a small crackling sound.

Hades looked at the sea, and a low voice sounded in the quiet space, "Shangguan Yagu's situation?" ”

"Shangguan Yagu himself is still recovering from his injuries, and his men are searching for our whereabouts in an all-out way. According to the grapevine, someone sneaked into Buckingham Palace yesterday and pointed a gun at the queen's head, demanding that she hand over the military's air numbers. Jason reported what he had gotten.

"The result?" Hell has a sharp gaze: Shangguan Yagu's movements are quite fast.

"Young master, please rest assured, the subordinates have already taken a step ahead and asked people to delete the number of a certain period of time, and they can't get any clues."

Hell nodded, satisfied with the result, "Is the wedding card printed?" ”

"It's already printed."

"Very good, prepare a copy, along with the photo, and send it to Young Master Shangguan."

Shangguan Yagu's dedicated dividing line******************************

That same evening.

Mercenary school.

Shangguan Yagu was eating, and the maid suddenly came in with a thick bag of Wen Jiàn and handed it to Bai Jian.

The white sword was sent to Shangguan Yagu, "Young Master, it was something sent by the underworld, and it was said to be a gift for you." ”

Underworld!