Chapter 251 (1/2)

When I heard the news, when the almost violent Xiao Family Old Master came to the ancestral home, it was just like this.

A seemingly only seventeen eight, youth, too young, standing alone in front of him. The clansman juniors of their own family, one by one, and two injured, Xiao Ling, who has considerable management talent, is still a grandson of Famous Schools.

Old Master walked like a dragon and stepped like a tiger. At the moment, the age of seventy years old brings an imposing manner like the old dragon Panshan, and even makes people ignore the actual half-step Innate behind him. Old man.

“Old Master !”

Only the Xiao Family ancestral home, which was drizzling in the voice of the negligible, finally sounded a shy and difficult voice.

Xiao Ling lowered her head, the fist fists clenched, “Xiao Ling, let you down!”

Watching ancestral home, not a major event, but even if this thing is not done well, then Xiao Ling’s future can be imagined.

“Xiao Wu is inside?”

Xiao Family Old Master Strong anger, said solemnly.

His scorpion scorpion exudes a long-standing imposing manner, glaring at Qin Xuan.

However, Qin Xuan only gave him a faint look and said nothing. This kind of attitude can be considered as ignoring, and it can be considered as arrogant.

In fact, whether it is ignoring the Xiao Family Old Master, the head of the southern giant, it is still not the ordinary Powerhouse can do it, there is a standard, at least the Innate Great Grandmaster.

In today’s era, money may not necessarily make Powerhouse bow, but when the amount of money reaches a certain amount, there will be a qualitative change. That is the change that Innate is not willing to provoke. For so many years, Xiao Family is half of China, but it is still stable as Mount Tai.

Old Master Xiao takes a deep breath, he asks again: “Xiao Wu, can you be inside?”

This time, his speech rate is very slow, more like the suppression before the storm.

Of course, the results obtained are no different.

How can Qin Xuan pay attention to him? The identity of this Old Master Xiao, at least in the eyes of Qin Xuan, and the dust, is too negligible.

Old Master already couldn’t help but feel angry, “impudent!”

The other person roared him Xiao Family ancestral home, chaos his son’s funeral, and now he has repeatedly ignored him. Old Master Xiao If he doesn’t get angry again, he is not able to move unhindered China and even the international business world of Xiao Hanjiang.

At the time of his sizzling, the Half-Step Innate Powerhouse with nearly a hundred million salary every year was ready to act.

He was eager to wear, and there was no hair on his head. Only the two heavy white eyebrows twisted tightly.

At the same time, a majestic white astral glow shook all the surrounding drizzle into a mist that permeated all around.

“If you kneel down and admit your mistake, I will give you a living path!” Yin Xin blinked brightly suddenly, and thundered. “But if you continue to act recklessly, then on Huangquan Road, don’t blame me for being ruthless.” ”

Qin Xuan, who has remained unmoved, has finally frowned.

He lifted his palms, and his left hand seemed to have written something on his right hand. Then, in the strange eyes of many people, his palm was lit with a glimmer of glory.

Qin Xuan shot the palm of his hand behind him, and the radiance of those hustle and bustle seemed to be a layer of cloth, covering the main house.

Subsequently, Qin Xuan’s eyes fell on Yin Xin’s body.

“She is worshipping!”

“You are too noisy!”

Qin Xuan indifferently said: “If you have noisy, just get out here!”

He used some means of isolating the sound and was isolated from the inside out. Qin Xuan didn’t want others to bother Xiao Wu. He knew that Xiao Wu had a lot to say to Xiao Rujun and talk.

As a friend of Xiao Wu, how can Qin Xuan tolerate this group of noisy fellows to be disturbed here.

Although, it was originally the Xiao Family’s site.

Xiao Family’s clansman is a glimpse of incredible look at Qin Xuan.

Yin Xin is said with a sneer: “I didn’t talk when you kept thinking, you thought it was a dumb. Unfortunately, if you talk, it’s better to say nothing, it will only make you die more faster.”

When the voice fell, Yin Xin’s figure disappeared.

Astral Qi, as white as a beam, turned into a white Flood Dragon, wrapped his body into it, disappeared in front of everyone, turned into a white light, and went straight to Qin Xuan.

Yin Xin has been a Grandmaster for many years. He can’t talk much about self-confidence, but he doesn’t value much about this youth.

What is the qualification of a 17-year-old bone age doll that makes him value?

Even the capital of the Capital Five Great Families, or Liu Jinyu, He Taisui, and even the recently famous Dragon Tiger Daoist Temple, Little True Martial, is a bit more powerful at the age of 17 or 18?