The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1285 Yumen Sheng

In the backlight, the young man's handsome face like a demon can't be seen clearly.

Only that suave and coquettish, wanton and flamboyant.

Young Master Yan paced down slowly, his peach blossom eyes were dark and beautiful, he put one hand in his pocket, and his thin lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Slowly climbing down the steps, Yan Si immediately took a step forward, smiling, and greeted politely and respectfully, "Marshal, everything is ready and waiting for you."

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows lazily, "Yes."

As he spoke, he moved his long legs and walked in the direction of the judge's seat.

At this moment, the judge's seat is almost full of people.

The rest of the central seat is still vacant.

Yan Si walked ahead, guiding Yan Tao respectfully.

"Hey, I thought Marshal Yan wasn't coming anymore. When is this?"

"Marshal Yan's furong tent is warming up the spring night, so I can still wake up now."

At the side of the podium, the woman in purple put her hands on the podium.

Appearance, it is born well.

She is as delicate and beautiful as a spring flower, her face is like a hibiscus, and her eyes are shimmering.

It's just that the eyes were too high, and the cheekbones were prominent, which set off a three-point mean face.

Yumen Sheng.

Don't look at her looking young, she is old enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Yan Zun.

It is a figure of Yan Zun's generation.

When the Yan family was prosperous, there were countless families following it.

Large and small, there are hundreds of them.

And Yumen is just the most inconspicuous one among them.

Not valued, no sense of presence.

The Yan family lost power, and the major families regarded the Canglan galaxy as a piece of fat, tearing and biting each other.

The Yumen family was the first to join the royal family when the affiliated family of the Yan family hesitated and even resisted with difficulty.

Taking advantage of the years when the Yan family was in decline, they took advantage of the situation to rise.

When Yan Tao returned, the power of the Yumen family in Canglan was no longer weak.

It can almost be regarded as the biggest wave of forces other than the Yan family.

Yumen Sheng was extremely aware of the situation, seeing that the rise of the Yan family was inevitable, he was the first to surrender without hesitation.

He also used the offensive of public opinion to force Yan Tao to accept them.

On the surface, the entire Yumen family surrendered to the Yan family.

In fact, Yumen Sheng has hidden evil intentions, and secretly fights against the Yan family desperately.

Trying to weaken Yan Tao's strength.

She is cautious, like an old fox.

What he did behind his back was always something people couldn't grasp.

Even with the fleet in hand, Yan Tao could only bear with it.

For no reason, she sent troops to destroy the Yumen family.

Others will think that her Yan family is a big bully.

Young Master Yan's beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly raised up, but there was no warmth in those dark eyes.

The little seven, Balabala, talked about science by Qin Zong's ear.

People sitting on the rostrum.

Seeing Yan Tao coming, everyone on the rostrum stood up, except Yumen Sheng, who was sitting quietly.

The look is unruly.

Yan Tao gritted his teeth.

Yuan Jing lowered her voice: "Patriarch, calm down!"

Don't be impulsive.

The Imperial God of War beat people up in public, that would definitely be a scandal.

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, and smiled: "That's right, I'm used to seeing beauties. It's hard for me to see an old thing that pollutes the Marshal's eyes."

The boy's voice was frivolous, and the ending sounded with a smile.

Under the carelessness, there is a frozen killing intent hidden.

Yu Mensheng got up, and said coldly: "I am your elder after all, is Marshal Yan talking to elders in such a tone?"

The two sides confronted.

The meaning of accusation in Yumen Sheng's words is very obvious.

The bosses faced each other, and everyone in the field dared not show their anger.

(End of this chapter)