Huo Siwei said coldly, Yan Zhuo's husband can only be him, no matter who her fiancé is, he will kill that man!

"It's not Bai Xi, this kind of goods is not worthy of my precious granddaughter!"

"Hosma, you're good, but it's not enough!"

Jin Yucheng said slowly, his eyes gradually becoming deep and unpredictable.

Yan Zhuo's identity has been buried for so many years, and now that she is getting older, some things are about to be revealed.

I hope it won't be a disaster!

As soon as these words came out, even the three brothers of the Jin family were collectively stunned.

Huo Siwei's identity is already a heavenly existence in the capital.

But grandpa can't look down on it?

So...... Who is Xiao Yan'er's fiancé?

"Oh? …… Is it? ”

Huo Siwei's eyes darkened, and the cold dissipated, and there seemed to be a violent factor rolling in his eyes.

Yan Bao can only be his, no one wants to take her away from him!

Yan Zhuo hurriedly pulled his palm, she has lived for two lifetimes.

Why haven't I ever heard my grandfather talk about it? Does she still have a fiancé?

"Ah Yan is not angry, Yan Yan is only with you, I will withdraw from the marriage!"

Yan Zhuo's soft voice recalled Huo Siwei's senses, but Yan Zhuo could still feel his palms trembling suppressively!

"Grandpa, why haven't I heard of any other fiancés?"

"I only like Ama, I want to be with him, so I don't want any fiancé!"

Yan Zhuo took Huo Siwei's hand, she promised that Ah Wei would always be with him in this life.

She can't break her word! …… I can't bear to let him lose himself!

"Yan'er has really grown up, you can not mention this matter first, can you go home with your grandfather for dinner tonight?"

"I haven't seen you for some days, let's get together as a family!"

Old Man Jin opened the topic, and the three grandsons immediately echoed, God knows that they have been thinking about their sister for a long time......

Yan Zhuo looked sideways at Huo Siwei, as if asking for his consent!

"......" three brothers: After Qiuqiu, my sister was eaten to death by this man!

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Fort Mouvis in the country of S

The night was over, the sky was vast, and a full moon hung in the sky.

Under the castle was a large area of crimson manju sawa blooming.

The blood-like color is dazzling, but it is also thrillingly beautiful.

Not far from the castle is a vast ancient battlefield, which is shrouded in killing blood.

At this moment, the corpses were all over the field, and one by one the black clothes quickly cleared the battlefield, and then a new group of children were sent in.

It's not hell, it's a hell on earth!

Gong Shen sat casually on the leather sofa by the balcony, his posture lazy.

Slender fingertips casually flicked the petals of the roses that bloomed brightly by the window.

The bright color of the petals contrasts sharply with the slightly sickly whiteness of the man's fingertips.

It is like a little red plum at the beginning of the snow-capped mountain, delicate and dazzling, and the snow-white skin is also lined with a bit of bewitchment.

I just took a sip of red wine, and at this moment my lips are bright red, as if a little red plum fell into the snow, but it is quite a bit of ascetic beauty.

A black figure silently crept into the room, then knelt down in front of him!

"Woe to you, Lord!"

Gong Shen's slender fingers played with the delicate rose petals, and a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, with a bit of evil charm in the comfort.

"Oh? …… Is it? ”

When someone mentioned the disaster, his eyes darkened, dragging a lazy and casual end note, and he smiled with slightly upturned peach blossom eyes, a little desolate.

"In the capital, there are dozens of corpses that appear to be in a miserable state and are suspected of being killed by the disaster, all of them are the top masters of the extremely evil sect!"

"There is a bloodthirsty demon butterfly in the forehead, which is the characteristic of murder!"

"Hmm...... It looks like it's time to go to the capital~"

Gong Shen's eyes were slightly upturned, and he suddenly leaned down and grabbed the man's neck.

The blood overflowed until it was dripping all over his eyes, and the man's pale face gradually became bloody......

Gong Shen turned his neck slightly, making a creaking sound.

His eyes looked in the direction of Hua Guo, and his eyes were blood......y.

Woe woe, woe this time...... You can't escape the palm of your hand anymore!