Chapter 650

Fang Yicheng heard the speech, his eyes flashed, and his eyes wandered around Yan Haotian's scarred face. Then he reached out to Yan Haotian: "I've heard that you are the young master of Yan family who was engaged with Haitang since childhood, right? But I remember that something happened to the Yan family. I thought brother Yan had passed away, but I didn't expect to live. I don't know how brother Yan escaped? How did you spend this time? " Yan Haotian looks at his outstretched hand without expression, but he doesn't hold it with him. Instead, he pulls back the hand which is held by Haitang in silence. Feng Haitang was worried about his mother's illness and asked, "elder martial brother, what happened to my mother's illness?"“ Don't worry. " Fang Yicheng smiles and reaches for Feng Haitang's hair. Her movements and expressions are very intimate and natural. "Your mother is just a common worry. As long as you go back to see you, I believe her illness will soon get better." Feng Haitang was relieved. He turned to Yan Haotian and said, "Haotian, we won't go back to Mingyan Valley first. Would you please accompany me home to meet my father and mother? I'm worried about my mother's illness. Fortunately, I've learned medical skills with miss. I believe my mother's illness will be cured. " Yan Haotian's eyes have a strong sense of sadness and inferiority. He opened his mouth to say what he wanted to say, but in the end, those words were swallowed in Feng Haitang's expectant eyes. Fang Yicheng, on one side, squinted at the scene with an unpredictable look At night. Yan Haotian sat quietly in front of the candle, looking at the beating flame and saying nothing. Just then, the door of the room creaked and was slowly pushed open. Yan Haotian looked up and saw Fang Yicheng come in slowly with a folding fan in his hand. On the line of sight of Yan Haotian, Fang Yicheng showed an unidentified smile, "brother Yan seems not surprised at all, I will come to you?" Yan Haotian looked at him without expression and did not speak. Fang Yicheng was not at all uncomfortable. He slowly closed the door, walked to the opposite side and sat down: "why don't you talk, brother Yan? Do you disdain to talk to me? Or... Can't talk? " Yan Haotian pursed his lips and his eyes were as sharp as a knife“ Ah... I didn't expect that brother Yan really couldn't speak! " Fang Yicheng folded the fan in his hand and said with regret: "I thought the rumors I heard were just rumors. I didn't expect they were true."“ It's said that when the Yan family was in decline, brother Yan didn't die. Instead, he was deprived of his cultivation, cut off his tongue, and sold to the Colosseum in the ghost market to be a slave for people to play with. " Fang Yicheng said as he shook his head. "Brother Yan was the son of heaven. He was very talented and had a huge family background. I didn't expect that I could not even talk. If I were brother Yan, I would never get through this gap. I would rather die than live to be someone else's plaything. " Yan Haotian clenched his hands to the side of his body. After a long time, he took up his pen and wrote a few words on the paper, "what do you want to say?" Fang Yicheng took a look at the words on the paper, disdained and laughed, "brother Yan is a smart man, so I have something to say."