Chapter 1316

  Qin Zong slowly rubbed the ring on his slender finger, and said lightly, "She forgot about me."

  Before the words fell, the man had turned and left.

  Lian Feng...? ? ? ! !

  Forget, forget? !

  Ah!

  Yantao, you ruthless fanatic!

  Woo, my own Master Qin is too miserable...

  Lian Feng wondered if it was time to draw a circle to curse Yan Tao.

  On the other side, the handsome young man lazily dangling the straw sneezed three times in a row.

  Patriarch Yan raised his hand and rubbed his nose.

  The nose tip has become red, and the black and white peach blossom eyes are covered with a layer of mist, just like the mist shrouding the lake in the early morning.

   faintly, looking at it, shining brightly, but fascinating.

   "Who bastard, scold Lao Tzu behind his back."

  Patriarch Yan rolled up his sleeves and dragged the Liuren-style pan.

   slapped Xiao Qi, who was moving in front of Bian, "Penfen."

  Speaking, the boy sat cross-legged, his white right palm stretched out.

  The thumb swept across the fingertips of the four fingers very quickly, and the thin lips moved slightly, chanting words, full of the appearance of a **** stick.

  The young man was still holding a straw in his mouth, as if he looked like a fool, but his temperament revealed a mysterious coldness and indifference.

  After counting for a while, Yan Tao frowned, and there was a look of doubt between her eyebrows.

  Xiao Qi lay on her head in the Liuren-style pan, staring at her master with big eyes.

  "The main silver..."

  It changed to a milky Zhengtai tone, Master Yan lowered his eyes and said quietly, "Don't move."

  Speaking, he started to turn the Liuren-style plate-fortune-telling.

  The hexagram image appeared.

  The young man squatted halfway on the ground, like a gangster, squatting in front of the six-panel, rubbing his chin with his slender jade-like fingers.

  The beautiful peach-blossom eyes picked it up frivolously. His face was handsome and enchanting, and the inattentive anger was very sultry.

   "I... the peach blossoms are here?"

  Patriarch Yan’s beautiful and picturesque eyebrows showed surprise, and his slender fingers followed the top of the hair, combing the messy broken hair on the forehead to the back of his head.

  Showing full forehead.

  The boy tilted his head and saw the boy’s demon-like face reflected on the mirror-clear wall.

   Tiangong is full of peach, and there is a very shallow glamorous faint faintly glowing at the end of the eyes.

   Obviously peach blossoms.

  Yantao seriously pondered: The mental power is overdrawn, should he not know the hexagram and make a mistake?

  Thinking, poke Xiaoqi.

   Xiao Qi silently covered her belly that she had been poked, and sat up, her eyes full of vigilance: "Lord Yin, people are fine, they will never make mistakes."

  Patriarch Yan Liang glanced at it, and squeezed his mouth a little depressed: Lao Tzu’s peach blossom?

  She doesn't like ugly.

  Man-made beauty is even worse.

  Well, those who talk less like dumb are not good.

  Of course, Master Yan, who talks a lot, also dislikes it.

Patriarch Yan sat up straight, pursed his lips, and decided: If this peach blossom is too ugly, pinch it off immediately!

   "Patriarch, Patriarch!"

  Yuan Jing hurriedly knocked on the door, "Patriarch, the rebellion of Wan Sixing has occurred, and one-third of the prisoners ran out and were not captured. Now the situation of Wu Sixing is chaotic, and the casualties are serious."

  Master Yan pressed the baby's back with his arm, not allowing it to stand up.

  The baby who is being provoked screams irritably, with two stubby legs kicking in mid-air.

   "嘤嘤嘤～"

   "I'll go and ask Song Lingfeng to get everyone to follow him."

   Yan Tao smiled and hugged the little guy.

   Xiao Gungun was crushed for a long time, angrily glared at the two-legged beast, and patted his soft claws.

  In the middle of the boy’s opened mouth.

  (End of this chapter)