City Exchange Life Club

Yan City was built by the Yan family and named after Yan.

The Yan family is the ruler of this city, and everyone from the city lord to the minor officials only obeys the Yan family's orders.

The Yan family's house occupied a small half of the East City.

It's like a city within a city.

At this time, Yan's main hall.

Zhao Yan is meeting a guest.

The visitor was a member of the Sima family, a former in-law.

After learning that Zhao Yan had defeated Qin Tian, ​​the Sima family quickly sent someone to repair the relationship between the two families.

So capricious, yet so normal.

Everyone is a creature of interest, and we do everything from the perspective of how much benefit we can get.

"Sima Dao, meet Uncle Yan." The middle-aged man in a black gown saluted Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan snorted coldly: "That old dog Sima Xia didn't come to apologize in person, and even your elder brother Sima Jian didn't come in person. When you send such a son-in-law, do you expect to be reconciled with my Yan family?"

Sima Xia, the ancestor of the Sima family, had already resigned from the position of the head of the family, and the position of head of the family was passed on to Sima Jian, so Sima Dao was Yan Zhong's junior.

"Uncle Yan doesn't know anything. This time, my brother made his own decisions. In a fit of anger, my father has already abolished his position as the head of the house, and the younger generation has taken over." Sima Dao said with a look of resentment.

Obviously, the Sima family returned the responsibility to the head of the family, Sima Jian, and used him to calm the Yan family's anger.

Let everyone have a good time.

Zhao Yan sneered: "Does that old man Sima Xia think that he can stab me in the back by stealing the bell like this? You can't be bullied when Yan is so easy to bully!"

The murderous intent on his body enveloped the Sima Dao.

"Uncle calm down, my father said that although my brother took advantage of his retreat to make an assertion this time, the Sima family is also to blame, so I am willing to choose a direct daughter from the Yan family and then marry Qin and Jin. The dowry is here." Sima Dao was sweating profusely.

Zhao Yan's face softened slightly: "It's still a bit like this, but it's impossible to make the two families reconcile as before. If the Sima family really wants to repair the cracks, they need to agree to this matter."

"Uncle, please tell me, little nephew listens attentively." Sima Dao breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the Yan family is still willing to repair the relationship, it doesn't matter if the conditions are too high.

This time, it was indeed the Sima family who went too far.

After all, they never imagined that Yan Zhong, who had been severely injured by Qin Tian, ​​could still fight back with blood!

The corner of Zhao Yan's mouth twitched, and a faint smile appeared: "Qin Tian escaped with the help of his master, but if he doesn't die, this seat will be uneasy for a day, but this seat alone has no skills, so If Sima Xia wants to help me contain Qin Tian's master and help me kill Qin Tian, ​​then this matter will be written off!"

That's right, he was just going to kill Sima Xia. After all, would there be someone better than him?

"Just to contain?" Sima Dao asked.

Zhao Yan nodded: "It's just a restraint. When this seat kills Qin Tian, ​​Sima Xia can retreat completely."

Under his deliberate blockade, the outside world did not know the true strength of Qin Tian's master. In the eyes of outsiders like the Sima family, Qin Tian's master, no matter how strong it is, is the peak of the gods, and he can't always be a **** in the fairy world.

But Qin Tian's master is really an immortal.

Just an immortal who doesn't dare to shoot at will.

There must be a huge price to pay.

That's why Zhao Yancai tricked Sima Xia into forcing Qin Tian's master to take action, making them lose both in a fight.

Wouldn't it be wonderful for him to kill Qin Tian at this moment?

"Okay, if it's just a check, the little nephew can make the promise for my father. As long as my uncle finds Qin Tian's hiding place, my father can help at any time!" Sima Dao agreed.

After all, in his view, it was just a restraint, and it wasn't necessary to kill Qin Tian's master, so it wasn't difficult.

Zhao Yan laughed: "Come on, show me nephew Sima, and serve tea, good tea."

After entering the door for so long, it was only now that Sima Dao was invited to be seated, and that the servants brought him tea.

The two faces are freely retractable.

"Thank you, uncle, nephew." Sima Dao did not show any unhappiness, and always took the attitude of a junior.

Zhao Yan picked up the teacup and blew the foam, and said slowly, "Let's talk about marriage, I don't know which daughter of your Sima family is going to marry my Yan family."

"Back to my uncle's words, the little girl Sima Chun is twelve years old, and she is about to be married. I don't know who is the son of Yan's side?" Sima Dao was very distressed when he said this. She is his most beloved daughter. .

But there is no way, the only daughter of the Sima family to be married is Sima Chun, and she can only reluctantly give up her love.

That's why he cares about who will marry his daughter on Yan's side. If it's too bad, it will never work.

Twelve-year-old little loli is about to get married?

Beast! It's a beast!

Zhao Yan severely condemned this beastly behavior.

How could he helplessly watch such a small loli marry those dead wastes from the Yan family?

So he pointed to himself: "Can't I?"

"Pfft--cough-cough-cough...cough-cough..." Sima Dao spit out a mouthful of tea, coughing repeatedly.

Tears were choked out by him, and it took a while for him to recover: "Uncle... this, this, this is completely messed up, how can this be done?"

Yan Zhong was only over two hundred years old, so he was not too old. It was mainly a matter of seniority, which was absolutely impossible.

If you really marry your daughter to Yan Zhong.

What should he call his daughter in the future?

Zhao Yanfeng said calmly: "It's okay, we'll talk about each other from now on, you still call me uncle, I'll call you father-in-law, you can call your daughter your aunt, and she can call you father as well."

When you come, you have to bring some souvenirs back.

Twelve-year-old little loli, with a delicate body and soft body, is just right to bring her back to be her daughter's playmate.

His daughter is very clingy to the adults because of the lack of playmates. With Sima Chun as a playmate, Zhao Yan and Ling Keke will not be delayed in playing poker.

"..." Sima Dao was messed up in the wind.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!

It's a laughing stock when it spreads out?

He deliberately wanted to refuse: "Uncle, if outsiders find out about this, I'm afraid it will become a laughing stock!"

"Who dares to laugh?" Zhao Yan asked coldly.

Whoever dares to laugh, he will make no one laugh.

Sima Dao pursed his lips: "Uncle, I think it's better to choose a younger generation from the Yan family..."

"What? You mean, this seat is not worthy of your Sima family's woman?" Zhao Yan's face sank.

He is not lo*ic*n, he just wants to find a playmate for his daughter Zhao Qingcheng.

After all, his modern life, Cao Cao, is a human being and his wife is accused.

Sima Dao didn't dare to say any more, and finally he could only answer without tears: "Uncle Rong Xiaonephew please go back and discuss with my father on this matter."

"Nothing is impossible. It's natural to be cautious about marriage matters." Zhao Yan said righteously.

Sima Dao got up: "That little nephew will say goodbye first."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Then I won't send my father-in-law away, father-in-law, please slow down." Zhao Yan said at his back.

"Pfft!"

Sima Dao stumbled and fell to the ground, and when he got up, he didn't slap the dust, and even ran away.

Zhao Yan shook his head and looked at it. He was so excited when he heard that his daughter could marry him.

I was so happy that I couldn't even walk.

Can't wait to go home to announce the good news.

Young people, still not stable enough.

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