Chapter 1541
Xuan Ming's Trace
Chapter 1541 Xuan Ming's Trace
Yan Feng raised his legs and stepped through the door, striding towards the exit.
Behind him, Yan Rong's eyes darkened slightly, but after all, he didn't say anything, and stood silently on the spot without saying a word.
Chible looked at Yantao hesitated to speak, "Marshal..."
Song Lingfeng grabbed Qibull's arm and said very calmly: "Master Marshal, let's go to work first."
Right now, the entire Canglan main star is still in chaos.
They have to clean up this mess as soon as possible.
Yan Tao casually nodded, and sat back on his seat.
Song Lingfeng grabbed Qibul and left the room with Yanrong and the other three.
When turning around, Song Lingfeng glanced back at the boy in the room.
The young man sat in the sunlight, his white and slender fingers gently supported his forehead, covering her dark and deep eyebrows.
It was clear that her whole body was shrouded in warm light, but it made people feel a strange coldness.
This coldness seemed to come from the bottom of my heart.
In the past, no matter where Yan Tao was, no matter what posture he took, what other people felt was the evil spirit of a flamboyant young man.
Just looking at it will make people feel like a young man in fresh clothes and angry horse.
However, at this moment, she was sitting there alone, with a dignified air, as if she was an emperor who was firmly established in the country.
However, Song Lingfeng inexplicably felt a sense of loneliness and desolation.
Like the autumn wind, it blows up the ground and chills.
Song Lingfeng looked slightly startled.
His age is different from young people like Qibuer and Yanrong.
In fact, when it comes to seniority, Yan Tao wants to call him uncle.
In a trance, Song Lingfeng thought of the past.
I remembered... the young master of the Yan family who I hadn't thought of for a long time.
At that time, Yan Tao was just an ignorant child.
Song Lingfeng didn't know what he thought of, he stood outside the door and sighed deeply.
Little Lord……
Are you still alive?
If alive, why not come back?
You should know how difficult it is to support a Yan family.
Little master, he...is underage.
The honor and glory of the Wannian family and the Canglanyan family rested on her alone.
These are all shackles, all bondage.
Song Lingfeng paused for only a few seconds, and after a while, the sound of the footsteps of the three slowly disappeared, Yan Tao sat alone in the room, his eyes were cold and piercing, and there was no warmth in his body.
She just sat quietly at the table alone, without saying a word or making any movement.
Until the sun gradually slanted westward, the light disappeared, and night fell.
A cool wind blew in from the window, Yan Tao shivered from the cold.
She glanced out in a daze.
night...
The boy sat upright for a long time, and his body became a little stiff.
She waved her hand casually, drew a screen of light casually, and counted consecutively in the void.
"Xuan Ming!"
She connected to the communication channel with Xuanming.
On the other side, there was no answer.
Yan Tao's face turned cold.
She was not in a hurry as her beautiful and thin lips curved slightly.
Leaning his hands and arms on the table behind him, he said again in a carefree voice: "The feeling of running away in the middle of the night...isn't it wonderful?"
"No official documents, no work, finally liberated."
The young man said with a smile on his face.
There was still no answer on the other side.
She seemed impatient, and raised her eyebrows coldly: "If you don't say anything, I will immediately send someone to help you spread the marriage notices all over the empire, and help the political officer of the Cloud Fleet to recruit fiancées!"
(End of this chapter)
Yan Feng raised his legs and stepped through the door, striding towards the exit.
Behind him, Yan Rong's eyes darkened slightly, but after all, he didn't say anything, and stood silently on the spot without saying a word.
Chible looked at Yantao hesitated to speak, "Marshal..."
Song Lingfeng grabbed Qibull's arm and said very calmly: "Master Marshal, let's go to work first."
Right now, the entire Canglan main star is still in chaos.
They have to clean up this mess as soon as possible.
Yan Tao casually nodded, and sat back on his seat.
Song Lingfeng grabbed Qibul and left the room with Yanrong and the other three.
When turning around, Song Lingfeng glanced back at the boy in the room.
The young man sat in the sunlight, his white and slender fingers gently supported his forehead, covering her dark and deep eyebrows.
It was clear that her whole body was shrouded in warm light, but it made people feel a strange coldness.
This coldness seemed to come from the bottom of my heart.
In the past, no matter where Yan Tao was, no matter what posture he took, what other people felt was the evil spirit of a flamboyant young man.
Just looking at it will make people feel like a young man in fresh clothes and angry horse.
However, at this moment, she was sitting there alone, with a dignified air, as if she was an emperor who was firmly established in the country.
However, Song Lingfeng inexplicably felt a sense of loneliness and desolation.
Like the autumn wind, it blows up the ground and chills.
Song Lingfeng looked slightly startled.
His age is different from young people like Qibuer and Yanrong.
In fact, when it comes to seniority, Yan Tao wants to call him uncle.
In a trance, Song Lingfeng thought of the past.
I remembered... the young master of the Yan family who I hadn't thought of for a long time.
At that time, Yan Tao was just an ignorant child.
Song Lingfeng didn't know what he thought of, he stood outside the door and sighed deeply.
Little Lord……
Are you still alive?
If alive, why not come back?
You should know how difficult it is to support a Yan family.
Little master, he...is underage.
The honor and glory of the Wannian family and the Canglanyan family rested on her alone.
These are all shackles, all bondage.
Song Lingfeng paused for only a few seconds, and after a while, the sound of the footsteps of the three slowly disappeared, Yan Tao sat alone in the room, his eyes were cold and piercing, and there was no warmth in his body.
She just sat quietly at the table alone, without saying a word or making any movement.
Until the sun gradually slanted westward, the light disappeared, and night fell.
A cool wind blew in from the window, Yan Tao shivered from the cold.
She glanced out in a daze.
night...
The boy sat upright for a long time, and his body became a little stiff.
She waved her hand casually, drew a screen of light casually, and counted consecutively in the void.
"Xuan Ming!"
She connected to the communication channel with Xuanming.
On the other side, there was no answer.
Yan Tao's face turned cold.
She was not in a hurry as her beautiful and thin lips curved slightly.
Leaning his hands and arms on the table behind him, he said again in a carefree voice: "The feeling of running away in the middle of the night...isn't it wonderful?"
"No official documents, no work, finally liberated."
The young man said with a smile on his face.
There was still no answer on the other side.
She seemed impatient, and raised her eyebrows coldly: "If you don't say anything, I will immediately send someone to help you spread the marriage notices all over the empire, and help the political officer of the Cloud Fleet to recruit fiancées!"
(End of this chapter)