"hiss--"

The sharp pain on her face made Yan Qingming recover from her dazed state.

The initially blank look in his eyes suddenly became sharp, he remembered.

At that time, he was hooped by Mo Ming with his arms, his left hand pointed at the knife. He was going to force Mo Ming to let go, but he didn't want to be thrown on the ground by Mo Ming.

He was unwilling, jumped up, ready to perform bullock technique again, but when he saw that Mo Ming didn't say a word, he ran towards him.

At that time, he still laughed at the arrogant and self-destructive guy, but who knows, the next moment, he saw a flash of red fire in front of him, and there seemed to be a cry of real phoenix in his ear, and then he only felt a sharp pain on his face. It's dark in front of you, and you're unconscious.

The moment he fainted, he felt that both ears, nose and mouth were filled with wind at the same time. Seeing that, he seemed to be beaten out...

The more Yan Qingming thought about it, the more ugly his face became. The anger seemed to have been suppressed for many years, and the volcano that was about to erupt, even the blood in his body could not help but roar.

The maid was frightened at the time, she clearly felt the murderous intent in Yan Qingming's eyes.

Except for some people with special status or special position, there are almost no ordinary people in Yan's subordinates, and everyone has a considerable cultivation level.

For example, this maid, who was only twenty years old, was also a cultivator who moved the blood realm, and she was not comparable to ordinary people.

She is Yan Qingming's personal maid. Since Yan Qingming was young, she has been responsible for taking care of Yan Qingming's diet and daily life. It can be said that she is Yan Qingming's confidant.

However, even so, she had never seen Yan Qingming when she was as emotional as she is today.

"Bring the mirror here!"

Yan Qingming's resentful voice came.

The maid hesitated a bit, but should she still do it? Then she stepped aside with interest, and moved a distance from Yan Qingming, as if to avoid some scourge.

Sure enough, as soon as she stood in a safe position, she heard a "pop", and it was Yan Qingming that slammed the mirror to the ground.

The shattered mirrors splashed in all directions, projecting light spots under the sunlight.

The corners of Yan Qingming's mouth twitched, and both eyes burst into flames.

Only now did he know that there was bruise on his left cheek!

The most terrible thing is that there is still a layer of green stuff on it, like a cactus or something...

"what--"

God!

God!

God!

Yan Qingming's pupils burst with blue light, and he simply couldn't accept this result!

His dignified Yan Family Patriarch's eldest son... unexpectedly... was beaten in the face!

This is not the kind of "face slap" they usually say, but a real face slap!

Especially when recalling his last feeling before he passed out, could it be that he was slapped and flew out by the surname Mo?

"Mo Ming! I am going to kill you!"

These seven words were forced out of his teeth by Yan Qingming.

Squeak

At this time, the concierge was pushed aside, and a middle-aged man walked in.

Naturally, this person is not someone else, but is not flat.

At this time, Yan Buping said that he was a middle-aged man, but he seemed to be inconsistent, because although his appearance was still the same, he felt like he was getting older.

After he entered, he didn't speak, and looked up and down Yan Qingming on the bed. Finally, he sighed and turned around and was about to leave.

This……

Yan Qingming had a million question marks in his heart. When Yan Buping came in just now, he had anticipated dozens of situations, but he did not expect such a scene.

He is Yan Buping's eldest son, and he has always been highly regarded by Yan Buping. Now that he is seriously injured, this dad can't comfort him?

This is regarded as a child of a normal family injured. It is impossible for the father to leave without saying a word?

"father……"

Yan Qingming subconsciously screamed with a bewildered look.

Yan Buping paused and looked back, but there was still no utterance.

This...this is embarrassing...

Originally, Yan Qingming was slowly questioning in his heart, thinking that he could make his father talk to him, who knew that his father would not answer him...

Yan Buping didn't have any expression, and said lightly:

"Recover well."

Then left.

Just left.

gone.

Up.

.

"No, what's the situation with each of you?"

Yan Qingming was still fascinated at the time, first the maid next to him, and then his father, all of them were nervous, why?

This is him being beaten, not you being beaten, what do you mean...

The maid looked embarrassed:

"Master..."

"Say!" Yan Qingming whispered, her voice beyond doubt.

He desperately wanted to know what happened after he passed out?What makes his father so decadent...

"Young master calm down, Rong Qingxuan is slow..."

Qingxuan was just a maid, and she was also a subordinate in Yan's family. She was not there that day, and she was not very clear about what happened at that time. She just heard something from other people...

"So I have been in a coma all night..."

Listening to what Qing Xuan said, Yan Qingming couldn't help frowning. He was in a coma all night. It was already the second day. The match between him and Mo Ming was already yesterday.

On that day, he pinched his hands and prepared to make another sacrifice.

At that time, many people in the martial arts stage were shocked by Yan Qingming's hand.

They didn't know what happened to Yan Qingming's hand. They knew that Yan Qingming possessed the overbearing method of attack and killing, but they didn't know that there were such bizarre changes in bullfighting.

Everyone, including Mo Ming, has a question:

Could it really be able to summon a wild beast?

Mo Ming arrived at the beginning of this world. He was only in the introductory stage and didn't understand many things. He didn't know how Yan Qingming burst out of this power, and he didn't know what would happen if Yan Qingming was allowed to use it. thing.

So, he rushed forward first.

But he rushed up there without hesitation, but the people who watched the battle were scared.

"Wocao! Wocao! Wocao! He rushed up! He rushed up! You guys have a quick look, that Mo Ming rushed up!"

The crowd under the martial arts stage exploded.

"Is this really fatal? Just rushed up straight, what are you going to do?"

"Is this crazy? At least I can protect my body with divine power..."

...

They are all young children of the Yan family, who once did not welcome Mo Ming and disdain Mo Ming.

Even when I call Mo Ming, I open my mouth and just say "Surname Mo", or just call him "Little Wan Dan" or something, these are still polite, if you really meet him, you just say something. "Little Waste"...

The meaning of rejection and disdain between words is obvious!

But Mo Ming's previous performance surprised them, and with a light palm, they forcibly blocked Yan Qingming's bullshitting technique. They thought they could not do this.

And now, they are even more shocked by Mo Ming's head-on approach. Even the name Mo Ming has changed unknowingly...