Chapter 1090 Young Master, people have brought

That face is clearly...

Chen An almost fainted from fright. He loosened his hand covering his mouth and covered it again. He repeated it several times, but still couldn't relieve his surprise, "Oh my god, this, this..."

Mo Nanjue just stood there, motionless, his tall figure stretched very long by the light refracted by the screen. The man's peach blossom eyes were tightly squinted, staring at the face of the man in gray on the screen for a moment.

Fu Qingshuang looked at their reactions. She frowned in confusion and asked, "Do you know this man?"

Mo Nanjue clenched his hands tightly, his chest heaved violently, and the depth in his eyes could almost drown someone. He remained motionless for a long time, until Chen An reached out and pushed him, "...Jue?"

Mo Nanjue's throat rolled down slightly, his voice was hoarse and his delicate eyebrows were stained with sadness, "Go and bring him."

Fu Qingshuang's eyes widened when she heard this, obviously frightened, "Oh my god...you guys, do you really know him?"

Mo Nanjue's expression was sinister. He turned his head, his deep expression as bloodthirsty as a black hole, "Luo Xiao...do you know who he is?"

"I don't know," Fu Qingshuang shook his head, "We are all very curious about who this person is. Xiao once looked for this person to find Madman. He used all the people he knew to look for it, but he couldn't find it. Moreover, the video has been around for so long.

, that person must be old now, and it will be even more difficult to find..."

Chen An heard this and glanced at Mo Nanjue. Luo Xiao didn't know this person, but...

He didn't say anything more, walked to the side and gave a few instructions in the ear of the man in black. The man in black was obviously frightened, nodded in agreement, turned around and walked out.

Chen An turned around and walked to Mo Nanjue. The man still didn't move. His handsome face was slightly drooped and cold. Chen An frowned. At this time, he really didn't know what to say. He reached out and touched Mo Nanjue gently.

On Nan Jue's shoulder, "Jue..."

"Get away," Mo Nanjue's whole body was cold, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be frozen by ice, making them hazy. Only then did Chen An realize that his shoulders were shaking, and the man's voice was squeezed out of his throat, "Don't touch it.

I."

Chen An took his hand back and sighed, "Maybe, maybe not..."

He didn't come back to the screen mid-sentence. They were all familiar with that face. No, how could it not be?

It's obviously...

Fu Qingshuang stood up when she saw this, "Do you really know each other? Could it be that he is someone you are familiar with..."

Mo Nanjue stood motionless, the broken wine glass at his feet glowed with cold light, but it was not as good as the haze surrounding him, making people shiver all over.

Fu Qingshuang bit her lower lip and did not dare to speak again.

Chen An stood aside and did not move. The atmosphere in the room was as heavy as death. No one would have thought that at the end of the video, a completely unexpected scene could be seen...

Twenty minutes later.

The room was so quiet that you could probably hear a hair falling to the floor, and the sound of the door being knocked was particularly harsh, "Young Master."

The voice of the man in black rang outside, "The people are here."

Mo Nanjue still didn't move, and Chen An didn't dare to call him, so he turned around and opened the door, "Come in."

The man in black turned sideways, and the people following behind him walked in.

Fu Qingshuang turned her head and glanced, her eyes widened in an instant, "You...are you the man in gray?"

Butler Zhou raised his head when he heard this, not understanding what happened. He looked up into the room and saw Mo Nanjue standing next to the sofa, "Young Master."
Chapter completed!