This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

After this martial arts action, Yan Taizong gasped twice and sat on the mahogany carving chair next to him.

“I'm tired! ”

Yan Taizong wiped a fine sweat on his forehead. He couldn't resist old age.

This is in exchange for the fact that before, he was a man of his own choosing.

I'm too old to fight a few boxing techniques now!

Seeing him like this, Ling Tian faintly retracted his gaze.

Grandpa did have a lot of white hair and appeared to have more wrinkles on his face than the last time I saw him.

Ling Tian glanced away and Yan Taizong was relieved. He was still going to play a sympathy card. He escaped a robbery today...

Therefore, Yan Taizong immediately looked at the sight of Joseph in the morning, boy, see, the power of affection!

“...” Night Xuan morning face slapped hard, is this old man really Ling Tian's grandfather?

But what should he do instead of thinking about it?

Ling Tian didn't even look at him, just a light tea with a tea cup, seems to be... don't hold back?

Night Xuan thought that he had done nothing wrong. How could Ling Tian compare with him for this small thing? Is that right?

In this way, Night Xuan morning felt that the atmosphere was not so depressed, and her back could not bear to be straight for a few points.

I was about to sit down, but listened to the faint voice of Ling Tian rang out: “The chair is dirty, stand up. ”

Night Xuan's morning was stiff, and the hard-boiled back his buttocks.

Looking at that clean chair, the tear cow suddenly filled with tears. What's dirty?

Yan Taizong looked into the eyes of the Night Xuan morning and immediately had some misfortune and joy.

The kid pitched two bottles of his old cellar last night and a pot of treasure. This is a good calculation, so Yantai Zong's eyes turned and he coughed softly:

“Cough, the dirt in my vegetable garden is just fine...”

Nor did he give his name, but his eyes crazily hinted at the sky, and then he pushed his mouth toward the Night Xuan morning.

As long as he's not blind, he'll understand.

Night Xuan: “…”!!

Fine, you old man, forget about it, you still fall in stone, borrow a knife to kill people!!

Yan Taizong saw Night Xuan's eyes glared at him, his eyes became more gloomy, son, what can you do for me?

But Night Xuan suddenly smiled slightly and said two words.

“Emerald! ”

Yantai Zongxue's expression, like the same punch on the mirror, instantly cracked...

He looked at Ling Tian unconsciously and cleaned up the boy. How dare he threaten me!!!

Who knows, Ling Tian didn't seem to see his eyes, he just lowered his head and drank tea.

Yan Taizong: “…” or is he not a grandson?

“Actually… I still like to do this personally. ”

Two seconds later, Yan Taizong almost instantly changed his face. He smiled mercifully: "The visitor is a guest. Don't stand there, sit down. The chair over there is clean. ”

“Thank you!” Night Xuan nodded politely and sat in the other chair.

Yan Taizong rubbed his hand and looked at Night Xuan with a smile: “That..."

Uh... he doesn't seem to have asked the boy's name yet.

Awkward!!

Night Xuan morning smile: “Grandpa, my name is Night Xuan morning. ”

“Oh... Night Boy, what did you just mean by jade? ”

Yantai Zongdu stared at Night Xuan, but his mouth knowingly asked.

Yan Zhong: “…” I want to go out and get my face back!