Composer.

At ten o'clock at noon, the sun was shining, and outside the gate of the Qu family, heavy troops were surrounded.

Outside the huge mansion gate, a slender figure stood in the wind.

"Qu Liuyan, did Liu Shaobai really give you the treasure?" Liu Cangting's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the tall figure standing alone, standing outside the gate of the Qu family.

Under the scorching sun, Qu Liuyan stood in the wind, and the white robe was not too much embellishment, but the already upright figure was set off more and more slender, obviously when the sun was scorching, but his body seemed to be covered with a layer of cold.

Those deep eyes were calm and waveless, as if as far as the eye could see, not the rows of heavily armed troops, but the nothingness of nothingness, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, could not find a trace of uneasy fine lines, just stood there quietly, but it seemed to be empty of all the transcendence.

The noonday sun fell behind him, like that pure white, plated with a faint halo, although he stood alone, it seemed to be invincible.

"Not bad." Qu Liuyan's eyes were not raised, his thin lips were lightly opened, and his tone was unfluctuating, with a bone-chilling coolness.

Liu Cangting's squinted eyes flashed slightly.

For some reason, today's meandering meanders inexplicably give people an indescribable sense of oppression.

Qu Qishao, who sits in a wheelchair on weekdays and speaks little, will only make people think that he is the seventh young master of the Qu family, a noble son who is not good at his work.

But today's meandering death gives people an inexplicable coercion.

It's still that thin body, but people don't dare to take any further steps at will.

Liu Cangting's gaze slowly fell on Qu Liuyan's legs.

Qu Liuyan's body was so weak, if there was no Liu Shaobai's treasure to help him, how could he recover like an ordinary person in such a short period of time?

"Qu Liu, Liu Shaobai openly disobeyed the holy decree, and he is already certain to die, but your Qu family wants to be with her in life, now you only need to hand over the treasures, and I will draw a clear line between you and Liu Shaobai, and I will not blame you for the past with Liu Shaobai."

If it was in the past, Liu Cangting would never dare to talk to the people of the Qu family like this.

But this is no longer the case.

Liu Cangting's gaze subconsciously looked at the white-bearded old man on the side.

Seeing that the old man's brows were slightly furrowed, he seemed to be impatient.

Liu Cangting secretly took a deep breath, raised his eyes to look at Qu Liuyan, he immediately raised his hand, and the guards behind him suddenly drew their swords, and the sonorous sound instantly sounded outside the door of the entire Qu family.

The blades that shimmered with cold light were full of threat.

"Those who know the times are Junjie, and please Qu Qishao to choose a path that is beneficial to you and me."

It's coercion, it's also a threat.

The murderous aura was quietly permeating, and everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on Qu Liuyan at the moment.

A breeze blew, lifted the long hair like ink, and the eyes that were like a bottomless cold pool, skipped everyone and looked at Liu Cangting.

obviously didn't have any emotions, but that glance made Liu Cangting's heart tremble.

It was as if he was shrouded in an invisible darkness that made his breathing unconsciously become a little difficult.

Liu Cangting instinctively clenched the life-saving sword.

And the next second, he was stunned again.

Qu Liuyan is just a waste that has just been cured by treasures, except for the identity of the Qu family's seven young people, there is no threat at all.

How could he be afraid of such a person?!