The man standing in the living room turned around quietly, his cold eyes calmly staring at him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile that was extremely cold.

"Yes, he's coming!"

Not only came, but also gave him such a Dali, if he didn't thank him well, he was really sorry for him.

Yan Zijiao, who exuded a cold aura all over his body, stood there, his whole body was cold, especially the sneer at the corner of his lips, which made people shudder. Jon shivered twice after just one look, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"He ......" Jon froze, his words turning into silence at the mention of the man, his expression very serious, and even a lot of irrepressible horror.

"He's coming, he's gone, and he won't come back anytime soon!" One sentence relieved Jon.

He took two steps forward before picking up the cup on the table, took two sips of water, and said in a depressed voice: "Our current strength has no way to compete with him, and some things still need to be considered in the long run." ”

Jon looked at Yan Zijiao and finally said a sincere word, he didn't know if this man was the legendary person before. I thought about coming over to test it, but I didn't expect to find out that such a big thing had happened.

When he felt another breath of terror, he knew that that person must be Ben, the omnipresent Ben.

For thousands of years, all the Bloods were under his control, and no one would be able to escape his control if they wanted to. God knows how embarrassed they have been living for thousands of years, even if that person is Ben's brother or sister.

It seems that he is the ruler of this world, and even Yadu is not his opponent.

What's more, Ya has disappeared for too long, and all the blood clans have almost forgotten who he is. Forget how respectable and admired he and his little princess, and his eldest son, used to be.

"Think long-term? When you brought me here, didn't you think that I would be his opponent? Didn't you think I was likely to be killed by him? The expression on Yan Zijiao's face was extremely cold, and the coercion released in an instant made Jon fall directly to the ground.

"Big ...... My lord, I'm really ......."

"What is it really? I don't know? Jon, you can count me, but you shouldn't count her. What's your name? Murder your kindred! The corners of his mouth were pursed, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were twisted, and he stared fiercely at Jon who was prostrate on the ground.

Jon's body trembled, and he couldn't say a word, he knew he had made a big mistake this time. Unforgivable mistakes!

From the words revealed by Yan Zijiao, he knew one thing, that is, the little princess who seemed to be extremely powerful seemed to be hurt. And that little princess is obviously the reverse scale of the man in front of her.

"Jon, you know where he is, right?" Suddenly he took two steps and stood in front of Jon's head, and Jon lay on the ground tremblingly, shaking his head and nodding his head in a hurry.

"It is impossible for us to know his whereabouts, but after thousands of years of investigation, it seems that he is in Huaxia." Jon finally finished his sentence tremblingly, and after not hearing a response for a long time, he added: "I can meet him here, it is this time of year, he goes to the Vatican." ”

"Jon, I'll give you a chance to take me to him." Yan Zijiao turned his head and took a deep look at the room where the door was closed, and then slowly spoke.