The black shadow clasped his fists and responded, and then the figure disappeared.

Changyuefu, in the courtyard of Qi family.

Qi Huan didn't know anything about what happened in Qingfeng Mountain, but after Qi Lianhuan left, he summoned a group of singers to play the game of touching and guessing in the courtyard of Qi's family.

His eyes were covered with brocade, and his hands were touching each other. The singer beside him laughed provocatively and dodged one after another.

Suddenly, the laughter of the singers around him stopped abruptly, and they all looked at Xiao Yang and the Palace Master of Mo Han Palace who suddenly appeared with horror.

Qi Huan seemed to have not noticed it, and was still immersed in pleasure. His hands touched forward, but he touched a solid chest, and he couldn't help but make a puzzle in his mouth.

"Why are there still men?"

He took off the brocade covered with his eyes and saw Xiao Yang standing in front of him. He was so scared that his legs became weak. He sat directly on the ground with his butt, moved backward in panic, and distanced himself from Xiao Yang.

He said in a trembling voice: "You...how are you here?"

The Qi family is strictly guarded, and Xiao Yang can be as uninhibited as if he is in a state of no one, Qi Huan immediately became worried about his situation.

Xiao Yang sneered.

"Haha, your son is dead. You still have the heart to have fun here. You can be regarded as the number one filial son in Tianzi!"

"What did you say? My father has already..."

Qi Huan's eyes were wide open, as if there were no eye sockets, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were filled with horror.

No matter what, he would never have thought that Qi Lianhuan had died under Xiao Yang's hands, and his only backer was gone.

Qi Huan looked at Xiao Yang in panic and said in panic: "You... don't kill me! Only the things in the Qi family are you interested in, just take them!"

Xiao Yang came here this time to eliminate the roots. Although a playboy like Qi Huan cannot become a great man, he would not do anything to avoid future mistakes.

"Let's wait until you can talk to your me!"

Xiao Yang's words came to an end, and a cyclone spiraled in his palm.

The cyclone flew out, slashing through the void and making a terrifying sound.

Qi Huan was stunned and there was no trace of blood on his face. Before he could say something begging for mercy, the cyclone hit his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then fell to the ground, becoming a dead body.

The singers around him saw the horrifying scene in front of him, screamed in panic, hugged each other, but had no courage to escape.

Xiao Yang and the Palace Master of Mo Han Palace did not pay attention to the others and turned around and left without saying a word.

At the same time, Mo Han Palace.

Nan Jing Tiancan, He Kaizhi and Ling Hanzi were drinking tea in the main hall. The maid outside the hall suddenly ran in and her appearance was lost.

Seeing the maid's expression, Nan Jing Tiancan frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice: "What happened?"

The maid trembled and said, "Outside... there are a group of people coming out! They are all fierce and evil."

"oh?"

Nan Jingtiancan frowned a little deeper, and a confusion sounded in his throat, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Mo Han Palace is a sect in the cultivation of the divine way and no matter what, it can be regarded as an upper-level sect. In this thousand years, no one dares to provoke him.
Chapter completed!