The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

The third master of the Qin family was appointed by state officials after his birth.

The lonely evil star will punish his relatives.

The purple energy is overwhelming, and the position is high and powerful.

However, destiny is doomed to disaster.

Thirty years later, this calamity cannot be overcome.

Must die!

The Qin family keeps this secret to protect Qin Zong's life and the Qin family's life.

When he was young, he sent Qin Zong into the army, and the sea of ​​blood came and went, and the evil spirit filled his body.

To fight for that meager hope.

Everyone thought that Qin Zong didn't know about this matter.

Xu Mo lowered his head, "Master, you are not asking me for a conclusion. You already have the answer in your heart."

So, why did you drag me here?

Poor me! ~

Qin Zongjun's cold eyes narrowed, his slender hands folded on the table, and he leaned back on the chair, "Really?"

The man's cold and handsome features were still the same as before, and there was no trace of his expression.

However, there was a dark look in his eyes, the curve of his jaw was tense, and he didn't speak for a long time.

It's just that the aura spreading around his body is getting colder.

Xu Mo nodded wildly.

"Get out."

"Okay, Master Qin!"

Please don't call me again if something happens!

Xu Momama turned around and left like the wind.

In the office, Qin Zong narrowed his eyes slightly and lowered his handsome face slightly.

The golden morning light fell on him. Compared with his usual alienation and coldness, the man at this moment looked a bit lonely and desolate.

His slender fingers took the mobile phone from the table and poked it twice casually.

A Q version of Yan Tao's villain immediately appeared on the screen, bowing to him like a gentleman, "Zongzong, I know you must have missed me!"

As he said that, the Q-version villain blew a kiss to him, smiling broadly and making uninhibited movements.

Very much like that handsome young man.

Qin Zong raised his brows slightly, turned the screen of his phone to black, took the clothes hanging on the hangers, stood up and left the office.

*

Qingyang City.

"Are you ready?"

"Don't worry, we have been preparing for more than half a month!"

Grandma Jiang went out to buy vegetables with her vegetable basket, and Yan Tao followed quietly.

"Mrs. Jiang, are you out shopping again?"

"Yes, buy more to cook for your grandson."

Grandma Jiang was bending down to pick fruits. Xiao Ye passed by behind her and raised his hand to take a photo of the Yin Gathering Talisman.

The hand was pinched in mid-air.

Xiao Ye glanced sideways and saw the handsome young man's profile.

Yan Tao smiled, his eyes as cold as ice, "Xiao Ye, people in the Xuan Sect have rules that do not harm mortals. Is this how you abide by it?"

The boy's hand slowly tightened, and Xiao Ye felt a cracking pain in the bones of his hand!

With sharp eyes, he drew out the dagger with his left hand, ignored Yan Tao, and stabbed Granny Jiang with his backhand.

"you wanna die!"

In an instant, things took a turn for the worse.

The young man raised his leg and hit Xiao Ye in the heart with a sharp kick. She turned to Granny Jiang and said, "Grandma, go home right away!"

Before he finished speaking, the young man stepped on the stone platform, used his right foot to use force, and jumped up to the second floor lightly.

Follow Xiao Ye away.

Xiao Qi: Master, Xiao Ye must have set a trap.

Yan Tao narrowed his eyes coldly: Then let me see what Wang Changning's disciples are capable of!

She followed Xiao Ye's trail and broke into the abandoned factory building.

The iron door was stained with rust, and most of the bottom was broken.

Yan Taojun's face was expressionless, he raised his foot - kicked!

"boom!"

The one-meter-high iron door shook and fell to the ground backwards. Yan Tao stepped on the door and walked in with leisurely steps.

The factory must have been there for many years, and the air was filled with the smell of decay, which made the young man frown.