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

"No, you can't do this!"

Yan Tao: "Oh."

Xiao Ye thought about what he had to face, and the hair on his body stood up.

What he has to face is the police wanted and endless escape.

Can't sleep at night.

Nervous breakdown.

It's a nightmare situation, just thinking about it makes one's scalp numb.

Yan Tao smiled: "Don't worry, I will help you change your soul at the most appropriate time."

As she said this, she took out her mobile phone from Xiao Ye, opened her address book and found Wang Changning's phone number.

Dial it.

Wang Changning was still in the hospital, enduring the pain, and answered the phone. His voice was weak and he was out of breath when he heard it, "Is the matter done?"

Qingyue's calm voice came from the phone, with a cold smile, "Mr. Wang, you still work unremittingly like this. Old people are quite perseverant."

Wang Changning's expression changed drastically. He was so shocked that he even sat up on the hospital bed and exclaimed, "Are you Yan Tao?"

"What did you do to my apprentice?"

Yan Tao: "Don't worry, he will live well."

Wang Changning was flustered by the sudden change. When he came back to his senses, his attitude immediately became tougher. He chuckled, "Kid, I don't know why you detained Xiao Ye. No matter what mistakes he made, Xiao Ye is both a member of my Xuanmen. If you detain a disciple of my Xuanmen, you are going against the Xuanmen. Which is more serious? You can weigh it yourself."

Yan Tao chuckled, with a hint of ridicule, "Can you represent Xuanmen?"

In a word, it is stepping on Wang Changning's painful foot.

Wang Changning hated to hear others say this.

He was now so powerful that he suppressed Qi Zhi to death.

However, even so, it cannot change the facts.

He is not the legitimate Xuanmen sect master.

This point has almost become Wang Changning's inner demon.

Yan Tao tore open his heart as soon as he came up. Wang Changning's eyes were more ferocious than a hungry wolf. He sneered, "Boy, let me advise you, don't be too self-righteous."

Everyone has experienced youthful and frivolous things.

If you can hold on, that's called being young and frivolous.

If you can't hold on, you're called stupid!

Wang Changning's warning and threat were obvious and vicious. Yan Tao laughed again and tapped her phone with her plain white fingers, "I just love to rob other people's things. I want the Xuanmen you dream of!"

Underlying his calm voice was an almost strong confidence.

Wang Changning only found it funny.

Did she really think that with the Seven Star Sword, she could become the master of Xuanmen?

The Seven-Star Sword is the most precious treasure of Taoism and the symbol of Xuanmen.

The reason is not the Seven Star Sword, but the person holding the sword.

This young man is only sixteen years old, and his hair has not even grown yet, so he wants to get involved in Xuanmen?

Wang Changning sneered in his heart, his anger strangely dissipated, and he spoke calmly, "Do you think the Xuanmen Sect Master is just a cabbage on the roadside?"

"No, how can it be Chinese cabbage?" Yan Tao thought for a moment and then said with a smile, "It should be dogtail grass."

You can grab it easily.

Wang Changning...! ! !

A mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat, his face turned red with anger, and veins were popping on his forehead.

"Oh, by the way," Yan Tao finally reminded, "Old man, don't worry too much. He was just shocked once. If he gets shocked again, it will be bad."

The young man's words were gentle and full of concern. Anger burned in Wang Changning's chest, his brows trembled, and he scolded him angrily, "Yantao, you——"

"Stab-"

Electric current suddenly came from the mobile phone, and the electronic equipment beside the bed buzzed.