Chapter 1062

  Qin Yi's eyes widened, his eyes full of anger.

  In that posture, the old man really wished to kill this pair of dog men with a stick.

  He grabbed his cane bitterly: This is not my great-grandson.

  My great-grandson is not like this.

  Qin Zheng and Mrs. Qin on the side looked at each other, a look of helplessness appeared in the bottom of their eyes.

  After the couple looked at each other, Qin Zheng hurriedly held down the old man before Qin Yi made his hand, “Second grandfather, don’t be angry with the children. It’s not worth it.”

  Qin Zhengshou followed Qin Yi's heart and helped the old man to walk outside the ancestral hall, "Just let Die'er tell the child about this. Don't be angry, don't be angry."

"mom."

  Qin Zong’s picturesque eyebrows were as calm as snow, and he met Madam Qin’s eager and silent eyes, "Is the Cheng family here?"

   "The people from the headquarters of the supernaturalists in Country M are here, and they will join the family."

  Ms. Qin nodded slightly, "Cheng Qian led the people and came in person."

   "Okay, we will go right away."

"Xiao Zong, you..." Madam Qin lowered her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes fell on the face of the sleeping teenager. After all, she couldn't speak. She turned her head to the side and took out a small wooden box from her handbag. Come.

  The box is very small, but it is made of fine red sandalwood.

  The wooden box is surrounded by a layer of translucent red gauze. The material is a bit like plastic, but it feels softer than plastic.

   "Such a thing, you put it away first."

  Ms. Qin's tone is extremely light, "This incident was taken from Changbai Mountain by your great-great-grandfather during the Republic of China. It has been in Qi's house for so many years. If you take it, it may be useful."

"good."

  When Mrs. Qin’s eyes touched that of her son, her eyes were sore.

  Since the time has come for Qilinzi, I’m afraid they will stay here for a while...

   "Mom, is there anything else?"

  Ms. Qin raised her head slightly to put away the tears in her eyes, her words trembled slightly, "No, nothing."

   "After you wash up, go to the lobby."

  Qin Zong condensed his brows and looked at the appearance of his mother when he left, and frowned slightly.

"Well……"

  At this time, Yan Tao opened his eyes in a daze, and the boy stretched out in the man's arms, interrupting Qin Zong's thoughts.

The young Peach Blossom’s eyes were covered with a shallow layer of mist, and she was still a little sleepy and sinking in her eyes. She unconsciously hugged Qin Zong, and languidly rubbed him against him, her voice still carrying some nasal sounds, "When will you wake up? of?"

"So early?"

   "It's nine o'clock, Lazy Cat."

  Qin Zong grabbed the boy's nose with his fingers, and helped her sit up, "Get up, there are still people waiting for us in the hall."

  One night on the hard board, Qin Zong’s military uniform was crumpled and crumpled. He went outside to change his clothes, and brought one to Yan Tao when he returned.

  *

  Qin's house, lobby.

  The atmosphere in the hall is quiet and tense.

  There are three people sitting in the guest seat.

  On the far left is an old man who is nearly 60 years old, with black hair and sharp eyes.

  And on the right are two foreigners with blond hair.

  They are all wearing black uniforms with a burning flame printed on their chests.

  Above the brilliant red flame are two crossed daggers.

   "How long has Qin Zheng let us wait here? What does it mean that we haven't been here for such a long time?"

   Cheng Qian looked cold, "Or, he did it on purpose?"

   "Minister Cheng laughed."

  A gentle middle-aged male voice came from behind the door.

  (End of this chapter)