The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1564
On the high platform, Yan Tao shook his head invisibly.

Young master, what he hates the most is trouble.

Yan Tao pursed her lips, and her dark and deep eyes reflected the coldness.

"Want evidence?"

"Okay, I will give you evidence."

The young man's cold words resounded in the square, and the atmosphere was suddenly quiet again.

evidence?

Marshal, there is still evidence?
This time, even Xian Lu, who was acting calmly just now, changed slightly.

He clenched his fists subconsciously, and quickly recalled the past in his mind.

I want to recall whether I have left any evidence.

It's just that the time lapse has been too long.

Even if he did something bad, he has forgotten the details of the incident back then.

but……

Xian Lu glanced at Yan Tao on the high platform.

When he came to power, Yan Tao had not yet been born.

Xian Lu did not believe at all that Yan Tao could produce evidence that would crush him to death.

As long as there is a slight gap, if he refuses to admit it to death, no one can do anything to him.

Xian Lu thought about it, and sneered: "Okay, I also want to see what evidence the Marshal can produce."

Young Master Yan waved his hand lazily.

The crowd looked left and right, but saw no evidence.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Look at that!"

Everyone turned around.

I saw a person slowly walking in from the entrance of the square.

It was a well-dressed young man.

He walked very slowly, because his body was too weak, his handsome face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were even faintly black.

The eye sockets were deeply sunken, but the lips were as red as blood.

The frail figure seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind at any time and disappeared.

He looks like he has been addicted to drinking and sex for a long time, and his body has been hollowed out.

The young man walked up to Yan Tao slowly, and bowed to Yan Tao.

"Master Marshal."

The young man's voice was very low, he just said four words, and then coughed twice unbearably.

Tens of thousands of people in the square fixed their eyes on this frail young man, and after a while, someone recognized him.

"Isn't this the dandy young master of the Xian family?! I saw him flirting with beautiful women on the street a few days ago."

"...Why did you come here today?"

"Also, he seems a little different..."

Discussions erupted in the crowd, but the face of Xian Lu below was faintly livid.

He stared at the frail and frail Shaoqi on the high platform.

A pair of old but sharp eyes shone brightly.

A bad premonition faintly appeared in my heart.

Yan Tao: "Won't the old Patriarch Xian come to catch up with your good nephew and grandson?"

By now, a group of nobles have also noticed that something is wrong.

They looked at each other.

Marshal, even the evidence is ready?
This posture clearly accounted for their actions, and everything was fully prepared for them.

As the thought flashed by, everyone's eyes were filled with horror.

Yantao... What a precise calculation!
They thought they were smart, but they didn't know that they had fallen into the pit that Yan Tao had already designed.

On the high platform, Shaoqi smiled at Xianlu.

That smile was extremely cold, vicious and vicious like a poisonous snake.

Xian Lu and Xian Shaoqi looked at each other for a moment, and a boundless chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.

He never knew.

This grandnephew who was deliberately raised by him can have such wise but fierce eyes.

That aura...it's not like what a person who has been drained by wine and sex can have at all.

(End of this chapter)