Chapter 961

Young master Yan raised his face slightly, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were shining, mixed with hidden pride.

Wearing a round bun, it's like a cat who stole a small fish.

Qin Zong stirred up his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the boy's hair. There was a faint smile at the bottom of his dark eyes, but he didn't answer.

The man looked down at the boy who was sitting half by himself. He looked lazy and cute with some messy bun.

Qin Zong smiled and suddenly his mobile phone rang.

The man stood up, drew the pillow beside him, pressed it behind the boy's waist, and turned to the outside position with his mobile phone.

"Hmm? What's up?"

Qin Zong's voice was low and cold as usual.

Hearing the voice coming from the opposite side, Qin Zong's sword eyebrows frowned a little, and a little cold came from the bottom of his eyes. He turned his head to look at the young man lying lazily on the sofa and said in a low voice, "let's talk about this."

The other party was obviously dissatisfied. Due to Qin Zong's status, he didn't say anything after all and hung up reluctantly.

It's night.

The dark night enveloped the whole sky.

There was silence outside the Xuanmen gate. Suddenly, dozens of Taoist figures ran out of the street outside. They were all holding light silver whips. The long whips flashed cold light, almost showing the street in the daytime.

dark place.

Most of qilinzi's body is hidden in the shadow. He can't see his appearance clearly.

Liu Cheng smiled coldly, "he sure enough still wants to use this move."

I want to destroy the Xuanmen gate.

If you don't get it, destroy it. It's really in line with his style.

On both sides of the street, Yan Family's white clothes are flying, and the light at the bottom of their eyes is colder than the moonlight in the sky.

With his hands behind his back, Wang Changning looked at the plaque on the red painted wooden door from a distance.

Xuanmen.

I don't know how many years of wind, frost, rain and snow are going to be destroyed today?

Wang Changning's mood is extremely complex. In the vicissitudes of his eyes, various emotions of reluctance, anger and hatred are mixed and finally turned into darkness.

"Master, I will let you know that your choice is wrong."

"Really?"

The sound of laughing words seemed to blow like a breeze.

Wang Changning suddenly froze.

Eyes, instant solidification.

Slowly, with a feeling of not knowing whether to expect or fear, he looked at the man standing under the street lamp.

The moonlight sprinkled on the face of the jade man. He looked that he was only in his thirties. The peach blossom eyes contained a sense of transcendence.

Compared with the publicity of Yan Tao, qilinzi has more precipitation and condensation through the vicissitudes of the world.

Light, wind and moon, in the chaos of the world of mortals, he seemed to stand on the top of the cloud and watch the bitterness and joy of all sentient beings coldly.

Wang Changning's lips trembled and he couldn't speak for a while.

The brain seems to have become paste and don't know what to say.

Qilinzi looked at Wang Changning from a distance and said, "long time no see."

"... you're really not dead."

Wang Changning opened his mouth. His eyes changed many times in a row. After all, his mood settled down and became calm. "What are you doing back?"

Qilinzi: "well, can you clean up the portal?"

"You are not the opponent of the Yan family."

Wang Changning: "this time, I must become the head of Xuanmen!"

"Oh, come on, work hard!" qilinzi said solemnly.

Wang Changning!!