Chapter 1722

Song Lingfeng's eyes fixed on Yan Zun who was half-lying on the bed.

  Even though, the man's face and most of his figure were hidden by the black robe.

   Song Lingfeng can still be recognized at a glance.

  This is his young master.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with   .

   Yan Zun snorted softly, turning his back to Yan Tao, slowly vetoing Song Lingfeng's words.

   "What young master, this general has admitted the wrong person."

  "I’m just a little tight, thinking about stealing some valuable things from the Marshal’s Mansion for fun. I haven’t stolen it yet, so you put on such a big position, don’t you think too much of me?"

   Yan Zun raised his forehead with one hand, and sighed twice.

   seems to be looking around at the light prison surrounding the bed.

   "With so many layers of light prisons, just to lock me down, isn't it too fussing?"

Young Master Yan put his hands around his chest, and said in a cool tone: "After all, he is a relative. Although someone said that someone is unreliable, irresponsible, shameless, cunning, and cunning. But how can someone help a scumbag? I've run into a handsome man who doesn't care about the predecessors. The best treatment is always to be given..."

Under the black robe, Yan Zun's smile stiffened for a second.

   just lay back a little unhappy.

  I knew it was my father, and even satirized him so much.

snort!

   Yanzun simply closed his eyes, pretending to hear nothing, and began to resist passively.

   "My Lord Marshal, look at..."

Song Lingfeng didn't expect that Yan Zun would not admit it. He didn't know what to do, so he could only go to see Yan Tao and wait for her instructions.

  Master Yan's peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a faint light flowing in the bottom of his eyes, and he raised his hand suddenly.

  Almost at the same time she raised her hand, the space where Yan Zun was located was gusty.

  The wind swept across him hunting and dancing the black robe on his body.

The hood that concealed his face was even blown off.

  This change came too fast, even if Yan Zun was very strong, he was choked for several times.

  He coughed and sat up, after the gust of wind, he half-squinted his eyes and looked at the young man standing with his hands.

  He has been away from home for many years and is running around.

  Even though, I can always see Yan Tao's news from Starnet's messages, and even hid in the dark many times, looking at him from a distance.

  However, it was the first time to see each other as a father and daughter.

  At this moment, he should have been uneasy and mixed.

  However, those complex moods were cleaned up by the strong wind caused by my daughter.

   Yan Zun reluctantly blocked his cheeks with his hands, shielding the violent wind that seemed to be like a blade.

   Yan Tao raised her eyebrows coolly.

  The squally wind swept around Yan Zun's body immediately stopped.

   Yanzun’s black hair was already blown into a mess, covering her forehead casually, making her face sharp as a knife.

  It's a pity, that's not Yan Zun's face.

  When Song Lingfeng saw the face of the man on the bed, his expression was slightly startled, and his tone of doubt was a little shocked: "Isn't it... Young Master?"

  The man on the bed was not at all the face of the young master in his memory.

  The black robe on Yanzun's body had been blown to pieces by the wind, and he simply didn't wear it anymore.

   shook his hand and tore off the black robe directly.

   Tilted up Erlang's legs, and looked at Yan Tao calmly.

   "What are you talking about? What young master, why can't I understand a word?"

Yantao smiled.

   is just the smile of the boy, which implies a very dangerous meaning.

  (End of this chapter)