The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1018 I am Yan Tao, not Yan Tao 12
The boy's voice was soft and faint, as if the ice and snow on the mountains were melting, and the sound of ice springs flowing past his ears.

Young Master Yan turned his head slightly, his handsome face was like ice and snow.

There was a smile on Yin Hongruomei's thin lips.

The smile was light and faint, like a mockery but not a mockery, or a mockery but not a mockery.

As far as the eye can see, it seems that icy air enters the body instantly, making people shudder, as if they have been frozen awake by ice cubes.

The girls were stunned for a moment, then they were dragged away by the laymen.

On the other hand, the people in the fasting room looked at the young man and couldn't look back for a moment.

When this young man spoke, there was an invisible aura of extreme dignity.

It seems that just now, if you say that, it might be a little funny for someone else.

Spitting it out of her mouth seemed to be a matter of course.

This young man is far more charming and connotative than those on the Internet.

The aura is extremely strong, and it is not comparable to those so-called entertainment stars.

Yantao: Photo.

Xiao Qi: Master, you are not at ease when I do things.

I also secretly gave her a small gift.

I won't tell you about this.

Hee hee hee……

The time went to 08:30.

Qin Zong and Yan Tao walked to a secluded courtyard, and the walls of the courtyard were covered with creepers.

Qin Zong pushed open the door, took the boy's hand into the courtyard, and knocked on the door lightly.

"Truly—"

"Tuk-tuk-"

As soon as I stepped into the room, I saw the sandalwood incense burning in front of the window, turning into clouds and smoke, quiet and peaceful.

Sitting cross-legged at the tea table was a middle-aged Taoist priest, in his early fifties, with clear eyes and slender beard and hair.

A white dust whisk was quietly placed between the crooks of his arms, and his eyes were slightly closed.

The Taoist school is full of high-end style.

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows slightly: Well, this is a good pretend.

"Daoist Qingyang."

Qin Zong called out to him with lowered eyes, and led Yan Tao and Qing Yang to sit across the table.

Qingyang opened his eyes.

He opened his eyes, narrow and sharp, and the left and right pupils showed completely different colors.

The left eye is light gray and the right eye is jet black.

Born with different pupils.

Yan Tao slightly raised his eyes.

There was a little surprise in his eyes.

Double pupil color, left to see Yin, right to see Yang.

If the horoscope matches, it can be judged in the world.

Don't complain, the old abbot of Tanga Temple will ask this Taoist priest for advice.

Yang Jian has always been a figure in legends.

It was also the first time seeing her.

Taoist Qingyang looked at the handsome young man opposite, his eyes moved slightly.

Qin Zong looked up at Qingyang: "Daoist, can you see it?"

"Well, I still need the birth date."

Qin Zong's thin lips parted slightly, and he announced Yan Tao's birthday.

Hearing the words, Qingyang glanced at Yan Tao again, smiled lightly and shook his head, "Xiao Zong, I told you a long time ago that you let me count this person as dead. This horoscope of birth date is a sign of an early death. A person should only live to be eight years old before he becomes a dead soul in the path of reincarnation."

"Presumably, this child is not who you said."

Xiaoqi clenched her fists nervously: Damn!
Master, this old Taoist priest's Taoism is so high, wow!
It's actually possible to calculate the death of a person based on the horoscope!

Yan Tao narrowed his eyes slowly, the peach blossom pupils glowed with a sharp and cold light.

She also calculated the fate of the main body, three times in a row, but the hexagrams were chaotic, and she could not calculate the real fate of the person at all.

It was as if fate had been hidden.

Yan Tao originally thought that it was because he occupied this body that he couldn't calculate it.

Unexpectedly, there are still people on this planet who have achieved such a high divination practice.

"You said she died at the age of eight?"

(End of this chapter)