Xuan Ming's tone was a bit of gnashing of teeth.

His talent was supposed to be foolproof.

The only mistake in his life was Yan Tao's mistake.

That's why he's going to follow this guy.

He just wanted to see how long this mistake would last.

Young Master Yan lazily sat back in her chair, and she didn't speak again.

It's just that those peach blossom eyes are as deep as the sea, faintly flashing with an unpredictable light.

"You should have seen the video?"

Yan Tao asked again.

Xuan Ming raised his eyebrows, "Not bad." I really didn't expect Xiao Qi to have such a powerful attack power. ”

"What the hell do you think it's going on?"

Yan Tao frowned slightly.

There were countless questions in her mind, but none of them could be answered.

"I don't know."

Xuan Ming's answer was crisp and neat.

He rubbed his chin and raised his eyebrows as if smiling, "However, it was made by your Yan family." ”

No matter who it really is, why it can control the attack methods of insects and beasts, it has nothing to do with the Yan family.

"Perhaps," Xuan Ming smiled, "Your Yan family is really collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country." ”

If that's true, it's fun.

Yan Tao didn't bother to listen to Xuan Ming's nonsense anymore, so he raised his hand directly and cut off communication with Xuan Ming.

Turning around and walking out of the room, he walked towards his bedroom.

I'm too tired today, so I'll get some sleep first.

On the other side, Xuan Ming crossed Erlang's legs and folded his hands on the back of his head.

He lazily stared at the starry night sky overhead, and casually hooked his lips.

The starlight was scattered on Xuan Ming's body, and the man's pale golden pupils that were as warm as flames were almost ruthless at the moment.

He crossed Erlang's legs, and his right leg was dangling in the air.

That look, leisurely can't be more leisurely.

Yan Tao

The first time you didn't die.

Someone has saved you from the disaster.

The second time, you're still not dead.

Will you still be alive this third time?

Xuan Ming's pale golden eyes faintly flashed with anticipation, his thin lips were slightly curled, and he looked forward to watching a good show.

He's a man who likes to join in the fun.

"Of course, the bigger the better."

He muttered in a low voice, his voice as warm and beautiful as the sun's rays.

Before he could finish speaking, a low chuckle suddenly sounded from the side.

The voice was low and hoarse, "It's lively or something, you have to experience it yourself to be more touching." ”

The man's melodious words fell in this space.

Xuan Ming's face suddenly turned cold, and almost at the same time as the man's voice came out, his right hand had already supported the chaise longue under him, flipped in the air, and stood firmly on the ground.

"Who"

Xuan Ming's eyes were half-squinted.

He saw a figure slowly emerge from the darkness.

The man's slender figure was shrouded in black robes.

One of his faces was also obscured by a mask, making it impossible to see his countenance.

Only a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were exposed.

It's just a pair of eyes, but it seems to be able to see through people's hearts.

When it falls on a person, it will involuntarily produce a feeling of being seen through by the other party.

Xuan Ming pursed his lips slightly.

The vigilance in my heart rose with shock.

He is an S-class fighter.

The perception is amazing.

And this man was able to approach him silently, and enter the room without him noticing.

If he has murderous intentions, he is only afraid

Xuan Ming's hand hanging by his side clenched silently, and once again said, "Who are you?"