Chapter 667

Yan knocked down the table with his heavy finger. "What's Liu Cheng's son's name?"

"Yan Tao."

Yan Xun said, "this Yan Tao seems to have some skills. He has won the top prize in Jiang Province and some metaphysical skills. He took qilinzi's seven star sword. Qi Zhi wants to respect him as the head of the Xuanmen."

The man in the seat narrowed his eyes.

He has a pair of Eagle Falcon like sharp eyes. His temperament is gloomy and violent. On the contrary, black sets off his cold eyes.

He sat on the sandalwood chair, his eyes were light, scanned Yan and said, "this waste has changed in a few months?"

Yan Xun dared not speak.

"Go back first."

Yan Xun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. After saluting respectfully, he turned and went out of the door.

When I stood at the door, the wind blew and my back was chilly. I had been beaten through by the sweat.

The owner of the house is terrible.

In the hall, Yan Chong raised his eyes and got up and turned back to the lobby.

Press a mechanism.

The Bogu frame on the wall is automatically divided into two parts, revealing a long channel, and Yan Chongshun goes in along the channel.

The passage was winding and dark.

Yan Chong walked that road and suddenly the light lit up.

But at the end of the road, there was a lush courtyard.

A lamp was on in the yard, and a woman sat on the stone table on the lawn.

She is drawing something with a brush.

The eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, but there is clear sorrow between the eyebrows, and the sadness in the eyes is too thick to melt.

Yan Chong suddenly felt a fire at the bottom of his heart.

His arm was raised, and the paper in Yanxi's hand flew into his hand.

On the white paper, there is a man.

And a chubby child.

Yan Chong sneered. His eyes were violent. He pinched the paper and tore it into pieces.

With one hand, pieces of paper were scattered all over the ground.

He walked over with long legs, holding the woman's wrist with his right hand like a pair of pliers and her chin with his other hand, forcing her to look up.

"The wild man is dead. If you draw again, he can't come back."

The sound condenses and is as cold as iron.

Yan Xizhi was shocked by Yan Chong's violent breath. Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. Her eyes were red when she thought of his violent means in the past.

The body seemed to have formed a fear of Yan Chong. She bit her teeth and stifled the feeling of collapse, "Yan Chong, you will be punished by heaven."

Yan Zhong suddenly smiled.

He is the master of the Yan family. Feng has his own martial arts and profound skills.

It looks like it's only in its early thirties.

Only those eyes, ancient well without waves and unfathomable, can make people feel his age.

"Ah Xi, the loser Liu Cheng brought home, took the first place in Jiang Province. Not only that, he seems to have learned some Xuanmen Taoism. He shouldn't be. Is it the child you gave birth to?"

The man's voice was cold and faint, and the heart of Yanxi trembled violently.

Never let him know!

She worked hard to protect the child. If he knew, he would be afraid of Tao Tao's life.

Yan Xi's beautiful face suddenly overflowed with a sneer, "Yan Chong, don't you know the child's life and death best?"

"Why are you so angry?" Yan Chong smiled. "I just mentioned it casually."

He turned his eyes, glanced at the pieces of paper, and suddenly smiled, "ah Xi, don't make me angry next time."

Yan Xizhi clenched his fist secretly. When he was alert, Yan Chong's upper body leaned down, and the violent breath shrouded her, kissed her lips and pressed her back on the table.