Yan Feng raised his legs and stepped through the door and strode towards the exit.

Behind him, Yan Rong's eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't say anything after all, he stood silently in place, not saying a word.

Qibul looked at Yan Tao and stopped talking, "Marshal......"

Song Yefeng grabbed Chibul's arm and said very calmly: "Lord Marshal, let's go to work first." ”

Now, the entire Canglan main star is still a chaotic phenomenon.

These messes they must clean up as soon as possible.

Yan Tao nodded casually and sat back in his seat.

Song Leaf grabbed Qibul and left the room with Yan Rong and the others.

When he turned around, Song Yefeng glanced back at the young man in the room.

The young man sat in the sunlight, his white slender fingers gently supporting her forehead, covering her dark and deep eyebrows.

Her whole body was clearly shrouded in a warm light, but it made people feel an eerie coldness.

This kind of cold seems to be born from the bottom of my heart.

In the past, no matter where Yan Tao was, no matter what posture he had, what others felt was only the evil spirit of the young man's flamboyance.

Just by taking a look, it will give people a chic feeling of a young man in fresh clothes.

However, at this moment, she was sitting there alone, with a noble air, as if she was an emperor sitting on the throne.

However, Song Leaf inexplicably felt a sense of loneliness and loneliness.

Like the autumn wind, it rolls up and kills.

Song Yefeng looked slightly stunned.

He was different from young people like Qibul and Yan Rong.

In fact, really talking about seniority, Yan Tao wants to call him uncle.

In a trance, Song Leaf remembered the past.

Remembered...... The young master of the Yan family who has not been remembered for a long time.

At that time, Yan Tao was just an ignorant child.

Song Yefeng didn't know what was in mind, he stood outside the door and sighed deeply.

Young Master......

Are you still alive?

If you are alive, why don't you come back?

You should know how difficult it is to support a Yan family.

The little master, he ...... I'm still underage.

The 10,000-year-old family, the dignity and glory of the Canglan Yan family are all pressed on her alone.

These are all shackles, they are all shackles.

Song Ye Feng paused for only a few seconds, and after a while, the footsteps of the three of them slowly faded away, and Yan Tao sat alone in the room, his eyes were cold and cold, and there was no temperature around him.

She sat quietly at the table by herself, not saying a word, not making any movement.

Until the daylight gradually sets in the west, the light is gone, and the night is shrouded.

The cool wind blew in from the window, and Yan Tao shivered from the cold.

She glanced out in a trance.

It's night......

The boy sat upright for a long time, and his body stiffened a little.

She shook her hand casually, and casually drew a screen of light, in the void, even the dots.

"Xuanming!"

She connected to the communication channel with Hyun Ming.

On the other side, no answer came.

Yan Tao's face turned cold.

The beautiful and cool lips hooked a touch of the arc of the forest, and she was not in a hurry.

Leaning his hands and arms on the table behind him, he spoke up again: "The feeling of running away in the middle of the night...... Isn't it wonderful? ”

"I don't have to work without official documents, and I'm finally liberated."

The young man's words were smiling and groaning.

There was still no answer from the other side.

She seemed to be impatient, and raised her eyebrows coldly: "If you don't speak again, Ben Shuai will immediately send someone to help you spread a marriage notice throughout the empire, and help the political officer of my Yunxiao fleet recruit his fiancée!" ”