Chapter 1120： You can't live!

Yanjia is several times larger than Yegongguan, and the layout of the decoration is more particular. Many seemingly random arrangements have cost a lot of money.

In the past, Xiao Zheng may not see anything famous. But Longfenglou was built by him. I know a little about the doorway. It can be seen that this Yanjia pattern is constructed by everyone. In-depth explanation.

The backyard has a separate two-story loft. There is a rockery behind the house, and there is a small bridge in front of the house, pavilions and pavilions. In the vast environment of Yanjing, it has such a place of residence, and to a certain extent is also a symbol of status.

I can see that the old man is an old man who is happy to enjoy. At least it is more emotional than the simple and monotonous Ye Gong.

When Xiao Zheng chased the backyard, Yan Dengkui disappeared without a trace. I must be eager to see my father and go to the emotional card.

"You just deliberately?" The two were not in a hurry, walking slowly in the water of this bridge.

Shangyao glimpsed a little, and nodded and said: "Yeah."

"It seems that I am nosy." Xiao Zheng slightly picked up his throat.

"Do you have a sigh of relief in your heart?" Shang Yao asked. "Whether it's my three aunts, or Yan Shang, Yan Dengkui, or even my uncle. They have all been black hands for you."

Xiao Zheng smiled slightly: "I really can't help Miss Shang."

Shang Yao licked his lips: "Speaking of it, I would like to thank Xiao boss for his mercy, and they are not too embarrassed."

Xiao Zheng said with deep meaning: "I just don't have this ability."

"In any case, this matter is coming to an end. Regardless of success or failure, Xiao Bo has helped me a lot. I will definitely support you in the future." Shang Yao said frankly.

Xiao Zheng smiled slightly and did not say much. Just slowly walk to the attic.

Soon, the two came to the attic door.

Outside the door, stood a woman. Forty years old. No powder is applied to the face, but it is quite graceful. A cheongsam that is tailored to fit her style is full of charm.

At the age of forty, it is still well maintained. This female identity is not normal.

"Nan Gong Temple." Shang Yao smiled slightly and greeted him.

“Yao Yao is coming?” The middle-aged woman, who was called Nangong Temple, nodded lightly, but her eyes fell on Xiao Zheng’s face inadvertently. "You are Xiao Zheng?"

"It's me." Xiao Zheng politely nodded. "The Tang suddenly came to the door and bothered."

This is Xiao Zheng’s doing things. Before he is uncertain about the enemy, he will follow the basic etiquette of respecting the old and loving the young. Even this person is Yan Jiazhong. It's easy to say, there are a few people in this world who don't love the house and the black, hate the house and the black? Who can be fair and rational?

"I finally saw you." Nangong gave a slight smile and said intriguingly. "I have lived in the country all the year round, and I have heard your name. I saw it today, and it really sounded extraordinary."

Xiao Zhengyi was flattered: "You are polite. I am just an ordinary person, I can't afford you so much."

"You don't have to be humble." Nangong said slowly. Then the turn of the front turned and slightly let go. "The lord is already waiting in the back room."

The two heard the words and slowly entered after greeting.

But I didn’t take two steps, but I listened to Nangong’s calmness: “The lord only saw Mr. Xiao. Yaoyao stayed with me to talk.”

Although Shangyao is extremely puzzling, Nangong condenses on his grandfather for more than 20 years. Her words are basically the same as Grandpa's. Slightly condensed, he nodded and said, "Okay."

Xiao Zheng did not hesitate and strode into the attic.

Nangong Ning is a peerless powerhouse!

After entering the attic, Xiao Zheng’s mind came up with such a thought. Even if she hides very well, a smile is no different from ordinary people. But in the realm of Xiao Zheng, it is difficult for the peerless power to completely conceal his temperament. Unless it is the strongest force and wisdom, it is possible to hold Xiao Zheng.

But it is clear that Nangong Ning does not fall into this category.

Nangong Ning?

Xiao Zheng has never heard of this name. But the other party is a real peerless powerhouse. Yanjing really crouched in the tiger, the strong is like Lin.

However, it is not surprising that the Yan family's heritage is based on Yan Shichang's proud capital. The old man said that there is a peerless strongman in the district, even if there are two or three, it is not surprising.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Zheng slowly calmed the inner unreasonable speculation. Stride upstairs...

Hey.

According to the instructions of Nangong Ning, Xiao Zheng rang the door of the second floor lounge.

"Enter."

Inside the door came a voice that was old and rotten, but vigorous and powerful. Although there is only one word. It still makes people feel refreshed.

Crouching.

Xiao Zheng pushed the door open and a faint sandalwood scented. The picture inside the house was shocked by Xiao Zheng.

Yan Dengkui, who arrived in advance, was silently kneeling at the tea table. On the chair, there is an old man with a full head and a burly figure.

Even sitting in a chair, according to Xiao Zheng's visual inspection, the old man has at least eight or more heights. In the age of one meter seven, even big ones. What a terrible impact on the one meter eight? And is it still 80-year-old Yan’s father?

In addition to the cost of shrinking water, the young man at least one meter eighty-five!

The old man who had a special status in Xiao Zheng’s heart was even taller at the moment.

Tall and fascinating!

"Master Yan." Xiao Zheng ignored Yan Dengkui, who was on the sidelines, and greeted the old man who met for the first time.

Crane hair, eagle eyes, face like a knife. A vigorous and majestic atmosphere lingers in the room, so that Xiao Zheng feels pressure every time he takes a step.

This is the horror of the century old man?

This is the supreme old man who is the same as Ye Gong?

If Lu Dashan Shangjingtian is a great **** of such elders, then the old rivers and lakes of this level of Yan Laozi are the ancient gods who are just as good as the Eight Gods.

"I hope you have been there for some time." The old man touched the corner of his mouth, revealing a smile that could not judge his emotions, pointing to the chair on the side. "sit."

"Thank you, Master Yan." Xiao Zheng slowly took a seat. The heart is self-confident.

I hope that I will have a few days?

What are you looking forward to?

revenge?

Although Yan Shang was not killed by him, he died because of him. It can be said that Xiao Zheng and Yan Jia have a **** sea. Not wearing the sky.

Today, he teamed up with Shang Yao to fight Yan Dengkui. The only male grandson of the old man. Even if the fight is his permission, the default. Can the family fight, Xiao Zheng, an outsider to intervene in the father is willing, accept?

All kinds of factors caused Xiao Zheng to be unable to calm down. After sitting down, the nerves of the body are also slightly tight. Do not dare to care.

Xiao Zheng is arrogant again, and no one is in sight. It is difficult to have a big point in front of this legendary old man. He must be cautious before determining the enemy. Don't be counted by the old fox, the tiger devours...

In fact, the possibility of Xiao Zheng and the father ‘I’

"Do you know if you are not Ye Gongbao? On the day when my grandson died, can you live?"