The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 615
Yanxi's hands were ruthless and merciless.

Yan Zhong's expression was cold, and he stepped back, with the piece of broken porcelain still stuck in his back.

The wind blew, and the atmosphere suddenly became chilling and tense.

Violence welled up in Yan Zhong's eyes, and before he could move, a bell rang in the courtyard.

Someone rang the bell.

Yan Chong took a deep look at Yan Xi, he seemed to feel no pain, he pulled out the broken porcelain behind his back, and left indifferently.

Butler Amber waited outside the hall with his hands tied.

"Patriarch, you..."

Amber's eyes fell on the bloodstain on Yan Zhong's back, feeling a little distressed, "Why do you..."

Yan Zhong stepped forward, "Go to a doctor and check Yan Xizhi's physical condition."

Amber was puzzled, Yan Chong's eyes showed a hawk-like sternness, "There is something wrong with her. Axi is a body of heavenly yin, and after double cultivation with her, she should have improved to a certain extent. Although she was pregnant, the effect is not as good as before, but There should be some too."

Yan Zhong regretted it countless times, he should have asked Yan Xizhi earlier.

I raised it myself, and picked the fruit alive for others.

Amber frowned, "Patriarch, the body of Tianyin only exists in ancient records. We don't know exactly how much it can do... Maybe, after breaking Yuanyin and giving birth to a child, the body of Tianyin has been lost It works."

"What you said makes sense."

Yan Chong's face revealed a thoughtful expression, but he always felt that something was wrong, "I'd better go check it out, I'm always worried, and it doesn't feel right."

Qilinzi was even more wrong.

For so many years, he never showed up once.

The person who knows you best will always be your enemy and opponent.

In Yan Zhong's imagination, even if Qi Linzi desperately dies, he will come to save Yan Xizhi.

He cast a net and waited for so many years without even catching a fly.

Could it be that he is really dead?

That's why he didn't come to save his wife, and didn't come to him to avenge his son?
Forget it.

Whether dead or not, they are all lingering waste.

He is now the head of the Yan family, and his strength is stronger than that of many years ago.

What to be afraid of.

"You continue to spread out your hands and search on Kunlun Mountain. If you are alive, you want to see people, and if you die, you want to see corpses!"

Amber: "Yes, Patriarch."

*
The next day, morning.

Yan Tao always wakes up early.

Cultivators need to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and turn it into aura for their own use.

The essence of the sun and the moon, to put it bluntly, is together with the sun and the moon.

When Granny Jiang was cooking, Yan Tao just got up.

She was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, circulating her aura, and her plain and handsome face looked even more aura in the sunlight.

Breakfast is porridge with side dishes and fried dough sticks.

The small fritters are freshly fried by Grandma Jiang. They are bright yellow and look very tempting.

Young Master Yan lazily sat down on the edge of the table, "Grandma, it's not easy, the boss is cooking."

The little old lady hit the back of her grandson's hand with a chopstick, "You brat, wash your hands! Look at your sweat, your paws are dirtier than a baby's."

Yantao...

Xiaoqi: Grandma, tell me, did I pick it up from the trash can?

Yan Tao: Shut up!
The boy got up and obediently went to the well to wash his hands.

Standing in front of the main room, Yun Kuo, who was watching the audience, raised his eyebrows, with a distant smile in his eyes.

Patriarch Yan Xiao, when he was a little bit deflated.

Looking at it this way, it's pretty cute.

He walked to the dining table and spread his palms before Granny Jiang spoke, "Grandma, I've washed my hands."

"I'm more self-conscious than some people." Granny Jiang smiled kindly, and brought Yun Kuo a deep-fried dough stick, "Eat more."

Yun Kuo: "Thank you grandma."

Yan Tao after washing her hands...

(End of this chapter)