Chapter Forty-Eight: Young Master Yan's Means

Yan Tao's delicate and picturesque eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She remained in a half-squatting position, pinching the branch in her right hand, and casually and lazily threw it out.

The branches swirled in the wind, and then "snapped" and slammed to the ground.

Point northwest.

The moment the branches hit the ground, the cold wind suddenly blows.

Oozing from the ground, the coldness frightened the melon-eating crowds behind them, Qi to and Feng Wei, whose hands trembled.

"Master Yan won't be fine, right?"

This kind of scene, no matter how you look at it, should be a picture in a TV series......

Now, something scary should pop up......

"It should ...... No...... Something, right? ā€

Saito replied with a very lack of confidence.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Master Yan, what are you doing? ā€

Why did the branches stand up on their own?!

What kind of operation is this?!

The peach branch shook off, and the young man's thin lips sneered.

Bang bang, the branch didn't know what it had hit, but it made a sound.

Yan Tao's eyes lit up slightly, raised his hand, and pinched the branch again.

At the same time, the free left hand was gently raised to the chest.

The white-skinned and bony fingers hooked their fingertips slightly, as if they were extremely slow, forming a complex seal on the chest.

She pinched out one seal after another.

It looks weird and funny.

But the fingertips were faintly shining.

A little light lit up this darkness and shade.

The handsome face of a young man. Against the backdrop of clear light, in addition to being out of the dust, it is also mixed with mystery.

It seems to be a mist that slowly spreads out of the bamboo forest when you wake up in the morning.

Out of the dust, full of fairy spirit.

Yan Tao's eyes were half-drooping, and his voice was cold, "Come back." ā€

This sound, the young man seemed to shout at the void.

The voice was cold and cold, revealing the majesty and command from above.

After shouting, Yan Tao turned around and looked at Feng Wei lightly.

"Director Feng."

Yan Tao screamed, Feng Wei was still in a huge shock and couldn't come back to his senses, seeing Yan Tao looking over, he hurriedly stiffened his body and walked over.

"Yan, Master Yan, I'm here."

Just now, the scene that was too bizarre and magical was really beyond his cognition.

In the past thirty or forty years, all the three views have been shattered into slag and paste.

"The man has been found."

"Now, return the way you came, and on the way, read the names of both of them."

"Then, take this branch, and you're done."

Yan Tao stepped over, his voice was flat and flat, and when he raised his eyes, his face was as warm as jade: "Remember, don't look back." ā€

"Once you turn around and lose people again, I'm not responsible for after-sales service."

Feng Wei was startled, and stared at the small branch with some trepidation.

I always feel a chill down my spine.

Yan Tao's beautiful peach blossom eyes were provoked, and he looked at Director Feng Da who was writing resistance all over his body, "Don't be afraid." ā€

"It's just for you to bring the branches back, next to it, you don't need to do anything."

"You're leading the way."

"I—I'll go."

Feng Wei burst into tears in his heart.

I really don't want to go......

Prosperity, democracy, harmony, freedom, equality, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness......

Saito Kazuzu was quite interested, and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll go with you." ā€

"Don't worry, it's okay."

"Those two guys may have been a little frightened, and we should be fine when we go back this time."

"Break the fortune and avoid disaster."

Xiao Qi: The master is getting more and more fierce.