Chapter 1101 (2/2)

The boy hooked his lips and smiled gently. She casually took the turtle shell on the table.

The white slender left hand pressed on the table and put the six copper coins together to the table.

The crisp sound of copper coin collision rang in my ears.

Crisp and thick.

”I always do divination for others,” Yan Tao raised his eyebrows gently, and his voice was like a gurgling spring flowing through the mountains, refreshing the cool air of the morning. ”Few people have given me divination experience.”

”Taoist Qingyang's cultivation is profound. There must be no miscalculation.”

The boy raised his eyes and looked at the Qingyang coldly at the bottom of his eyes, ”do you think so?”

Qingyang gently grasped the edge of the futon and swallowed saliva.

Woo woo.

He was miserable, too.

This boy has two trigrams in one phase.

It was clear that he should have died early, but he stood in front of him alive.

This changed the face after destiny.

A pair of eyes were full of energy, with cold and noble Qi in them.

The black air and golden light lingered on the heavenly palace, and the two groups of air lingered together, which covered the boy's face again.

We can only see his rebellious nature, but more specifically, we can't see one or two.

only.

Qingyang's bright eyes implied a glance at Qin Zong over there.

For the sake of this child, Taoist priest, please hurry once.

”Please.”

Qingyang slowly stretched out his hand and restrained the teasing color from the bottom of his eyes.

Qin Zong's cold face was slightly frozen, and a pair of deep eyes fell on the dark brown turtle shell on the table.

Xiao Qi sat on the ground with his knees in his arms and his eyes wide open: ”master, can this old guy really... Calculate your destiny?”