The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1561
The young man's words were cold and clear, implying the coercion of the superior.

Chigit's complexion paled slightly.

Young Master Yan sat back on his seat, resting his chin lazily, his eyes half smiling.

At this moment, Chigit finally understood where he was wrong.

Just because he understood, his face became paler and paler.

Young Master Yan crossed his legs, his peach blossom eyes were leisurely, and there was a three-point smile.

The young man smiled slightly, his voice low and hoarse.

Her peach blossom eyes looked far away, as if falling into the void, as if falling into everyone's face.

The young man tilted his head, his handsome and coquettish face was bathed in golden light.

She opened her lips and spoke.

"I don't care who you are, which family you belong to, and how deep your relationship with the Yan family is, you...you better understand one thing."

"Now, I am the head of the Yan family. What you are stepping on is my territory, and what you enjoy is my protection."

"To live on my territory, you have to obey my rules."

The boy's voice was cold and cold, as if it could freeze people into ice cubes in an instant.

She spoke in a leisurely manner, lazily pointing her plain fingers on the chair, making a beeping sound.

Under the sunlight, his extremely monstrous face became more and more charming, making people's uncontrollable heart beat faster.

"According to my commander's instructions, complete what you should do," the young man suddenly smiled.

In an instant, it seemed as if a hundred flowers were in full bloom, flirtatious and astonishing.

Her eyes seemed to be smiling but she raised her lips and said, "Be nice, so we can... hello, hello, hello everyone."

These words were extremely gentle, even vaguely mixed with three points of intimacy.

The brilliance of Wushuang's face in this prosperous day is more dazzling than peach blossoms.

The aristocrats below dared not speak out, their eyes widened slightly, and their complexions were faintly blue.

There are many nobles, large and small, in the Canglan galaxy.

There are literally hundreds of them.

Among the nobles, countless noble children are mixed in the government and various institutions.

They have certain authority in Canglan.

Life is extremely nourishing.

In the past, Yan Tao rarely managed Canglan.

And Xuanming's style of acting is soft while preserving strength.

Never confronted this group of nobles head-on.

What Yan Tao said was like a slap in the face of them.

The complexions of the nobles who value face very much turned pale, and they almost gritted their silver teeth.

And an old man standing at the front among the nobles rolled his eyes several times, as if he finally couldn't bear it, he suddenly took a step forward.

The old man is not weak.

The A-level combat power is enough to make his voice explode in the square.

"Marshal, what do you mean? We have worked hard for the Canglan galaxy. Over the years, not to mention credit, at least we have worked hard!"

The old man in gray snorted coldly: "The old man has lived for so many years, even if Yan Zun is here, he would not dare to talk to me like this."

"Master Marshal is honorable, don't you know how to write the word respecting the old? What you said is too ugly! Besides, it's just a group of government soldiers who neglected their duties and punished them according to the regulations. That's it, why make a fuss over a molehill!"

The old man's voice was full of air.

There is also a vague sense of three-point accusation.

The group of blue-faced nobles behind him looked a little better when they heard this.

(End of this chapter)