The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1545
Xuan Ming's tone was rather gnashing of teeth.

His talent should have been infallible.

The only mistake in his life was on Yan Tao.

Therefore, he will follow this guy.

He just wanted to see how long this mistake could last.

Young Master Yan sat lazily on the chair, she did not speak again.

It's just that those peach-blossom eyes are as deep as the sea, faintly flickering with an unpredictable light.

"You should have seen the video, right?"

Yan Tao asked again.

Xuan Ming raised his eyebrows carelessly: "Not bad. I really didn't expect Xiao Qi to have such a powerful attack power."

"What do you think... what the hell is going on with it?"

Yan Tao frowned slightly.

Countless questions lingered in her mind, but none of the mysteries could be answered.

"do not know."

Xuan Ming's answer was crisp and clear.

He rubbed his chin and raised his eyebrows with a half-smile: "However, it was made by your Yan family."

No matter who it is, why it can control the attack method of the insect beast, it is inseparable from the Yan family.

"Maybe..." Xuan Ming smiled: "Your Yan family is really collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country."

It would be fun if it was true.

Yan Tao was too lazy to listen to Xuan Ming's nonsense, so he directly raised his hand and cut off the communication with Xuan Ming.

He turned and walked out of the room, heading for his bedroom.

I'm too tired today, let's go to sleep first.

On the other side, Xuan Ming crossed Erlang's legs and folded his hands on the back of his head.

He looked lazily at the night sky above his head with bright stars, and curled his lips carelessly.

Starlight reflected scatteredly on Xuan Ming's body, but the man's pale gold pupils that were as warm as flames were indifferent to the point of being almost heartless at this moment.

He crossed his legs and his right leg dangled in the air.

That look, the leisurely one can't be more leisurely.

燕陶
You didn't die the first time.

Someone saved the disaster for you.

The second time, you still didn't die.

This third time... will you still be alive?
Xuan Ming's pale gold pupils faintly shone with anticipation, and his thin lips were slightly raised, with an expression of anticipation for a good show.

He just likes to join in the fun.

"It's lively or something... Of course, the bigger the better."

He murmured, his voice was as warm and pleasant as the sun's rays.

Before he finished speaking, a low chuckle suddenly sounded from the side.

The voice was deep and hoarse: "What's the excitement, you have to experience it yourself to be more touched."

The man's melodious voice fell in this space.

Xuan Ming suddenly turned cold, and almost at the same time that the man's words came out, his right hand had already supported the reclining chair under him, turned over in the air, and stood firmly on the ground.

"Who?"

Xuan Ming half-closed his eyes.

He saw a figure slowly walking out of the darkness.

The man's slender figure was completely shrouded in the black robe.

A face was also covered by a mask, so that people could not see his face clearly.

Only a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were exposed outside.

It is clearly just a pair of eyes, but it seems to be able to see through people's hearts.

When it falls on a person, it will involuntarily produce a feeling of being seen through by the other party.

Xuan Ming pursed his lips slightly.

The vigilance in my heart rose together with the shock.

He is an S-rank fighter.

The perception is amazing.

And this person was able to approach him quietly, entering the room without him noticing at all.

If he has murderous intentions, I am afraid that he has already...

Xuan Ming's hand hanging by his side was silently clenched, and he asked again: "Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)