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

Yan Zhong tapped the table with his fingers, "What is the name of Liu Cheng's son?"

"Yan Tao."

Yan Xundao said: "This Yan Tao seems to have some abilities. He got the top score in Jiang Province and has some abilities in metaphysics. He took Qilinzi's Seven Star Sword, and Qi Zhi wants to respect him as the master of Xuanmen."

The man on the seat narrowed his eyes.

He has a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon, with a gloomy and violent temperament, and the black color makes his cold eyes more vivid.

He sat on the sandalwood chair and glanced at Yan Xundao, "This loser has changed his appearance in just a few months?"

Yan Xundao didn't dare to speak.

"You go back first."

Yan Xundao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. After bowing respectfully, he turned around and walked out.

When I stood at the door, the wind blew and my back felt chilly, and I was already soaked with sweat.

The head of the house is really terrible.

In the hall, Yan Zhong raised his eyes, stood up and walked to the back of the hall.

Press a switch.

The ancient bookshelf on the wall automatically split into two halves, revealing a long passage. Yan Zhong walked along the passage.

The passage is winding and dark.

Yan Zhong walked that road, and suddenly the light lit up.

But at the end of the road, a lush courtyard appeared.

There was a light on in the courtyard, and a woman was sitting on the stone table on the lawn.

She was holding a paintbrush and drawing something.

The eyebrows are exquisite, but there is sadness locked between the eyebrows, and the sadness in the eyes is so thick that it cannot be dispelled.

Yan Zhong suddenly felt angry in his heart.

He raised his arm, and the drawing paper in Yan Xizhi's hand flew into his hand.

On the white paper, a man is drawn.

There is also a chubby child.

Yan Zhong sneered, his eyes full of violence, he pinched the drawing paper and tore it into pieces.

As soon as I spread my hand, pieces of paper scattered all over the floor.

He stepped over with long legs, pinched the woman's wrist with his right hand like a pliers, and pinched her chin with the other hand, forcing her to raise her head.

"That wild man is dead. If you draw it again, he won't come back."

The voice was condensed, as cold as iron.

Yan Xizhi was shocked by Yan Zhong's violent aura. Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably. Thinking of his violent methods in the past, her eyes became red.

Her body seemed to have formed a fear of Yan Zhong. She gritted her teeth and suppressed the feeling of collapse, "Yan Zhong, you will be punished by God."

Yan Zhong suddenly smiled.

He is the head of the Yan family. He has practiced martial arts and has profound skills.

From the looks of it, he looks like he's only in his early thirties.

Only those eyes, which are so calm and unpredictable, can make people realize his age.

"Axi, that loser that Liu Cheng brought home, got the first prize in Jiang Province. Not only that, he seems to have learned some Taoism. Could he be the child you gave birth to?"

The man's voice was cold and faint, and Yan Xi's heart trembled violently.

Never let him know!

She fought tooth and nail to protect the child. If he knew, Tao Tao's life would be in danger.

A sneer suddenly appeared on Yan Xizhi's beautiful face, "Yan Zhong, don't you know the child's life and death best?"

"Why are you so angry?" Yan Zhong smiled slightly, "I just mentioned it casually."

He rolled his eyes, glanced at the pieces of drawing paper inadvertently, and suddenly his smile disappeared, "Axi, don't make me angry next time."

Yan Xizhi secretly clenched her fists. Just when she was on guard, Yan Zhong leaned down, a violent aura enveloped her, and he kissed her lips forcefully, pressing her back against the table.