Chapter 1101 (1/2)

”Father...”

Taoist Qingyang frowned tightly. The eyes in the different pupils were deep and slightly sharp. The divination fingers stopped slightly and murmured, ”sure enough, nothing can be calculated...”

The divinatory symbols he calculated were messy and heavy, and he couldn't calculate the real life.

”His mother was born very expensive, suffered many hardships and suffered many disasters.”

”Hehe,” Taoist Qingyang smiled softly, ”just like this, you can't calculate anything else. You're also a fellow Taoist. You should know that we need more things when we calculate. Just give me a child's birthday eight characters. You really can't calculate anything.”

Yan Tao narrowed her eyes slowly. She sat back on the futon and put her slender fingers on her lap. ”So, you should figure out something else.”

“……”

The young man's cold peach blossom eyes looked cold and threatening at the moment. Looking at the Taoist Qingyang, it was a panic.

Qingyang swallowed his saliva and sold Qin Zong without hesitation, ”it's none of my business. He told me to count!”

Yantao smiled.

The beautiful eyebrows and eyes gently bent into crescent moon, ”so, you should have other ways to calculate divination?”

Figure out what you want.

Qingyang clenched his palm into a fist and gently pressed it against his lips. Subconsciously, he looked to the left and winked at Qin Zong.

You stinky boy!

You didn't tell me before that you raised such a powerful baby!

“……”

Qin Zong's cold face was full of peace. He couldn't see any superfluous emotions. Everything was light.

An extremely shallow mood.

Indifferent and calm.

Look at Qingyang. It's called Qi!

Xiao Qi: Master, it was the young lady of the future who asked the old Taoist to calculate!

Master Yan's peach blossom eyes moved gently.

Yeah.

Why not.