"I'm, at me!"

Xuan Ming stood in place and cursed for a while before stopping.

He thought again of the eyes he had just seen.

Very familiar, very familiar......

But why, he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Xuan Ming thought for a long time.

I couldn't figure it out.

He shook his head: Forget it.

He will always know who this person is.

The next day, in the morning.

Canglan Galaxy, Marshal's Mansion.

Yan Tao stood in front of the window, looking at the light rising on the horizon.

The boy's dark eyes were reflected in a golden patch.

His complexion was as white as snow, and he became more and more demonic.

Young Master Yan stretched comfortably: "It's still comfortable to sleep......

"Tuk-tuk-"

"Your Excellency, Marshal."

Song Leaf stood in the doorway, knocking slowly.

"What's the matter?"

"Your Excellency Marshal, the financial losses caused by this incident have been counted, and I am here to send you a report."

In the house, Young Master Yan's temples suddenly jumped twice.

Suddenly I felt a headache.

What a broken file.

I don't want to see it.

Young Master Yan rolled his eyes and glanced at the door that was still being knocked.

A flash of light in her peach blossom eyes flickered, and she didn't want to hold the window frame with her right hand and jump out of the room with a volley.

At the door, Song Yefeng raised his eyebrows slightly.

He lowered his head and tapped the pile of papers in his arms.

Well, Lord Marshal ran away again.

Thankfully, he was prepared.

As soon as Young Master Yan landed, before he had taken three steps, he saw Qibul standing around the corner.

Chibul was holding a stack of documents, and when he saw him coming from afar, he immediately showed a bright smile, stepped forward, and spoke quickly: "Lord Marshal, we have counted all the financial losses, and this is the report. ”

Yan Tao visually measured the distance between Qibul and himself, and his eyelids began to jump.

It's good, these idiots will chase after them.

Yan Tao's body tilted to the right, directly ignoring Qibul, and flashed to the lawn next to him.

The fresh aroma of plants lingered on the tip of his nose, and the boy took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.

Then, simply sit down neatly and lie down.

Get ready to take a good look at the sky.

Young Master Yan had just lay down, his hands folded on the back of his head.

In the blue sky, Yan Rong's hated face was reflected.

At this moment, the competent General Yan was smiling and bowing: "Lord Marshal, the subordinates have already counted all the financial losses this time, this is the report." ”

Yan Tao ......

Young Master Yan's fair-skinned and handsome face darkened for the first time.

Yan Rong ignored the black face of his marshal, Gu Zi opened the report in his hand, and began to read Yan Tao word by word.

"A total of 3,417 damaged buildings were built in the Qionglan neighborhood, including 1,897 private houses......"

"The total amount of property lost in the Shanghe neighborhood is 39.82 million imperial ......"

"Qilan Neighborhood ......"

"Trade City Neighborhood ......"

"In summary, this time the main star accident occurred, and the total property damage was 2.7 billion imperial coins."

Yan Tao's ears were buzzing, and there were different numbers floating around her, which made the young master extremely irritable.

She held her right hand on the ground and sat up slowly.

Yan Rong was as good as a stream, and immediately took a step forward and stood opposite Yan Tao.

The whole movement was coherent and smooth, and when he moved, his eyes didn't even take off the report in his hand, and his mouth kept chanting.

Young Master Yan grinded his teeth gloomily: "Do you also want to get out?" ”

Yan Rong didn't seem to hear it.

The voice of the youth recitation standard is smooth, take it out, and the absolute top broadcaster level.