Chapter 165: Young Master Yan's Hero Saves Beauty 2 [Reward Plus More (Supplement)]

The young man's footsteps fell to the ground, silent, but condensed.

The handsome and demonic picturesque face rarely loses its smile, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes evoke a mocking arc.

At this time, she was the moody and cold-hearted head of the Yan family.

Xiao Qi shrank his head, the master hadn't been so angry for a long time.

It looked at the red line that had rushed to the limit and ticked, and immediately pressed it, crying and chirping in its heart.

What to do, what to do, last time the master was angry and led the Yan family fleet to destroy half of the galaxy.

She raised her eyes, her lips lifted, and her gaze fell on the face of the man with a blue face, and her heart swelled with anger.

It was the first time Qin Zong had seen this little rascal's emotions so condensed, but at this time, he didn't have the strength to pay attention at all.

The cold was blowing through, and he could feel his limbs slowly chill down.

The head descending master commanded the two ghosts and rushed towards Qin Zong quickly, thinking only one crazy thought in his heart.

With such a cold air, if he can be refined into a Yin Ghost Imperial Envoy......

"You'd better get those ridiculous thoughts back in your head."

Her daughter-in-law can't take the turn of these disgusting things to think about it.

These words were almost squeezed out of the roots of the young man's teeth.

Yan Tao couldn't wait to rush over immediately and hold down the disobedient Qin Zong!

Damn, I'm going to die of pain!

But at the moment, the most important thing is to destroy the head descending division.

Otherwise, Qin Zong would not have stopped.

She is well aware of the obsession of those soldiers with their tasks, and carrying out orders to complete tasks is engraved in their bones and in their minds.

Head lowerer: "Where did the little ghost come from, he dared to speak wildly in front of me." ”

Yan Tao's eyes narrowed, and the golden light was reflected in her eyes, and her plain white fingers slowly raised, she really ...... Can't help it!

Slender fingertips, a little bit of golden light flame burning.

Yan Tao pinched a finger and threw it out suddenly, and the light flame was divided into five parts and swooped to the backs of the five ghosts.

"Hula", the fireworks burst out in an instant, the faces of the five ghosts and ghosts were burned and distorted, and the sharp and ugly howls spread far and wide.

Qi Zhi's pressure suddenly decreased, and he gasped and retreated, while the rest of the people, looking at this scene, were all stunned.

The power of this head lowering division, they are not unseen.

The five poisons in front of you are descending, flying down, these little ghosts......

Even the Xuanmen elder couldn't deal with it, and this young man was wiped out with a raised hand?

Just kidding, right?

As everyone knows, Yan Tao was angry.

These light flames have been all the results of Yan Tao's cultivation for several months, and there are not many in total.

The daughter-in-law was bullied, and she was angry!

In the past, Yan Tao would at least leave the five ghosts a chance to overtake.

It's a pity that she is now.

I just want to send these two people in the shortest possible time...... Go to hell!

The head lowering master was also shocked, these five ghosts were the strongest combat power he had cultivated for many years, and they were destroyed for a while, and his hands trembled with anger.

But I also got a very clear understanding that the handsome young man in front of him - the person who came was not good, and his cultivation was not shallow.

"I'm Sha Chu, the head lowering master. Praise to the One's disciple Nayuta, who are you? ”

The boy walked slowly towards him, his thin lips curling in a shallow, cool arc.

The smile, extremely light, with the young man's raised eyes, is strange and cold like a blood-red flower on the shore of the three ways, cold to evil.

She pursed her lips, her voice ethereal as the white mist of the morning, unpredictable, "You don't have to know. ”

Because, dead man, there is no need to know.