Chapter 1102 I Am Yan Tao, but I Am Not Yan Tao 15

The Yan family has Chen Tuan's inheritance in hand, which can predict the sky and the earth, as well as people and fortunes.

The Yan family has a rule that when they reach adulthood, they will tell the fortunes of their descendants and arrange their future work and even their futures based on their fortunes.

As the legitimate son of the family head, Yan Tao has never been arranged.

As a magician, he counts the sky and the earth, not himself.

This is true for all those who practice mystical arts.

Yan Tao moved his eyes slightly.

Xiao Qi found a throne to sit on by himself, and said with a smile: "Master, what are your plans? You see how good it is that you directly told the future young lady. If you don't agree, take her back, it's such a simple matter."

Tsk.

This style is no longer like the master of his family.

Dilly-dallying, procrastinating.

Xiao Qi imitated the tone of a seventy-year-old man and sighed heavily.

Yan Tao......

The young man's fingers hanging by his side moved slightly.

If Qin controls him, there will still be a great calamity yet to pass.

Life is extremely dangerous. If you act rashly, any small mistake may lead to disaster.

Just like she used to be.

Yan Tao gently suppressed the surging emotions in her eyes. She leaned down slightly, held the turtle shell and shook it gently. She tilted her palm and slid the copper coins along the turtle's mouth onto the table.

Gululu rolled around and then collapsed on the table.

"Taoist Qingyang, this is my hexagram face."

Qingyang nodded and slowly collected all the copper coins in order.

There are words murmuring in the mouth, fortune-telling.

The more he counted, Qingyang's rosy and healthy complexion slowly turned pale.

He slowly suppressed the smile in his eyes, and beads of sweat slowly began to form on his forehead.

This young man's fate...

Actually, actually!

He had seen in his life that among the fortune tellers, Qin Zong's fate was extremely noble, but also extremely dangerous.

The fate of this young man is far more extraordinary than that of Qin Zong.

Not only was her hit seven kills strong, but there was also a faint light belonging to the Ziwei Star.

The light was extremely weak and was completely blocked by the seven murderous auras. If he hadn't been of a very high level and had the semi-judge seal on him, he wouldn't have been able to even measure it.

Taoist Qingyang's lips moved faster and slower. In the end, his fingers were trembling slightly, but his thumb never dropped.

Qin Zong's eyes stayed on Qingyang's sweaty face, his eyes tightening.

In the imperial capital, Qingyang can already be regarded as the one with the highest moral standards.

When he rarely enters the world, he usually just lives in Qingyang Temple.

The Metaphysics Association has invited him many times, but Qingyang rejected them all.

Qin Zong frowned. Many years ago, Gu He, who had not yet become the president, asked Qingyang for divination.

It only took Qingyang three minutes to finish this hexagram.

Now, ten minutes have passed.

Sandalwood was burning quietly in the room. Master Yan had a pair of peach blossom eyes with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. He held the tea cup with his slender fingers and looked down at the smoke rising from the cup.

Xiao Qi held the small chair under her butt: Master, master, is this old man successful? !

It was extremely anxious.

The answer was Qingyang's long sigh.

The breeze blew by, and Qingyang felt a chill coming to his heart.

After the hexagram was finished, the clothes on his back were completely soaked, and the spiritual energy in his body was completely drained by this hexagram.

I'm afraid that starting from today, I won't be able to use Taoism for half a year.

He smiled bitterly.

I'm afraid I have to ask Hei Bai Wuchang to ask for leave for him tonight.

Qingyang was sitting upright on the futon, with his back straight. At this moment, the eyes on the young man's face completely changed.