The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

"Why is it such a pity!"

Yan Tao didn't speak for a while, but the people around said anxiously, "Master Song, tell everyone quickly."

Master Song sighed and shook his head, lay down on the chair, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

It has to be said that this inscrutable style is quite capable of fooling people, and everyone began to talk to Yan Tao, "My child, please beg Master Song to ask him about your future! The matter of future It's not a joke!"

The child was so good-looking that the uncles and aunts all cast their eyes on Yan Tao, waiting for her to speak.

Yan Tao spoke, but it wasn't as the spectators imagined. The boy put on the mask slowly and methodically, and there was a chill in his thin and cold voice, "You made a fortune for me. To be fair, this Don’t count on it for you.”

What?

Everyone thought they heard it wrong.

This handsome young man can still tell divination?

Master Song also opened his eyes, thinking it was very funny, "You will count it for me?"

Yan Tao didn't answer, but said in a flat tone, "Your complexion is dark and dark, and the roots of the mountain are dim. You have been in the graveyard within three months and moved the things inside. The grave should be located in the west , and the time is not long, at most ten years."

As soon as these words came out, the whole stall fell silent.

Master Song's complexion suddenly changed, his hands and feet were instantly cold, and his heart was trembling. He tried his best to make his voice sound calm, "What nonsense are you talking about! You will be struck by lightning if you dig a grave!"

The young man sat leisurely on the seat, and the moment his eyes met, Master Song's heart shook. This young man has such a strong aura!

But you can't talk about this matter even if you kill him!

"Everyone judge me. I gave him a face-to-face with good intentions, but I was splashed with such dirty water. It's really not rewarding for my good intentions!"

Master Song patted his chest, his angry and sad look really won the trust of many people.

"The child is talking nonsense, master, don't care about it like him."

"Yeah yeah!"

Someone else accused Yan Tao of righteous indignation and asked him to apologize to Master Song.

"Yes, please apologize!"

"Quickly apologize to Master!"

"Why doesn't this kid know good from bad?!"

"That's what it says."

When Yan Tao and Song Li were put together, no one would trust a teenage child.

The accusations made Song Li feel more confident. He was sure no one would believe him, so he waved his hand generously, "Forget it, forget it, the child is talking nonsense, everyone, don't be too harsh."

"You go, I wanted to help you once, but now it seems that we don't have this fate."

In fact, Song Li's head was still a little buzzing. Yan Tao's words just now completely blew him away. Now he just wants to send Yan Tao away.

The young man stood up slowly, his peach blossom eyes were filled with cold light, and he swept across the faces of the crowd. The middle-aged man who was said to be the most lovable among the crowd turned pale, and finally resisted a little. I kept lowering my head.

This young man seemed to be careless, but he had the powerful aura of a superior person. She walked up to the crowd with one hand in her pocket, and chuckled, "Don't believe me?"

"nonsense!"

The middle-aged man who came back to his senses felt that it was embarrassing to be suppressed by a child, squeezed out from the crowd, and looked at Yan Tao with contempt and disdain, "Master Song is a half-immortal recognized by everyone, you little brat , what would it be? The master kindly gave you a face-to-face, you shouldn’t be grateful to Dade and bite back, hum, you really have no tutor!"