Chapter 1105 I Am Yan Tao, but I Am Not Yan Tao 18

Qin Zong's eyes were slightly focused, and he looked up at the illusory young man in the light and shadow.

Yan Tao: Well, I haven’t looked at myself for a long time. At first glance, he looked quite handsome.

Xiaoqi...

I thought the master would say something meaningful...

Really are……

Qin Zong's deep phoenix eyes rolled like huge waves in the sky, the light in his eyes was dim and hard, and his throat rolled.

No wonder, no wonder...

He chuckled softly, his laughter was cold, as if it was covered with a layer of frost, and an uncontrollable chill emanated from his body.

"alien?"

"I am indeed the alien you call me."

Yan Tao couldn't figure out Qin Zong's emotions and was a little uneasy, "Yun Kuo came here to find me. I originally wanted to find a better time to explain to you, but I'm not ready yet."

"Qin Zong, I have no intention of distrusting you, and I have never meant to deceive you."

"You did not lie to me."

Qin Zong nodded and changed his tone again, "You are just hiding it from me."

Yan Tao...! ! !

The young man was a little anxious and wanted to speak again.

Qin Zong stood up and turned around without even looking at her.

Yan Tao's heart suffocated slightly and he opened his mouth, but could not speak.

The man walked outside the door, his eyes as cold as ice and snow overflowed with a bit of coldness. He clenched his fingers slightly, and there was no sadness or joy on his stern face.

He moved his long legs expressionlessly and left.

Yan Tao was sitting in the room, looking a little dazed. The blue light in his palm flashed twice and turned to gray silently.

"Is he angry?"

Xiao Qi rolled her eyes: Master, this is nonsense, hurry up and chase me!

Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and their pupils were covered with a layer of fog, covered with clouds, as if they were in a daze.

Except for Yun Kuo, she has never coaxed anyone.

So, what should you do if Zongzong is angry?

The young man frowned, like a balloon that had completely deflated.

When Qingyang carefully carried the fly whisk back to the room, he bumped into the sitting boy and almost jumped to the sky in fright.

I'm going.

Why is this little ancestor still here?

Didn't see me, didn't see me...

Qingyang turned around silently, and as soon as he moved his feet, he heard the extremely low-pressure voice of the young man behind him, "Zong Zong is angry."

Qingyang covered his ears and pretended not to hear: It's none of the Taoist's business...

"It's all your fault."

The young man's voice was mournful and dull.

"..." Taoist priest Qingyang sighed, waved his fly whisk and sat down: Today's young man has to manage the reconciliation of lovers after all the fortune-telling.

It’s hard to do business in this world~

Qingyang put down the fly whisk, took a stick of sandalwood, lit it and put it in the sandalwood burner, "There is no ending, so why persist."

He watched Qin Zong grow up, and it was rare for him to have such violent emotional fluctuations.

I used to think that this child must not end up alone.

Now that we bumped into him, it was a disaster.

Qingyang glanced at Yan Tao again.

Tsk, they were still the same sex when they appeared.

This guy just met the rhythm of true love.

"Let me tell you, leave when it's time to leave. Just think of it as gaining some experience. There are so many lovers in the world, but it's not so miserable if they leave." Qingyang smiled, "No one in this world wants to leave. Who can’t survive?”

"Everything will slowly fade over time and eventually disappear."

"It would be better for everyone to just let it go."

Yan Tao slightly raised his lips: "You let go, and then you stayed in this Taoist temple until now?"

Qingyang...! !