The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1015 I am Yan Tao, not Yan Tao 9
Young Master Yan's beautiful peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, and he was smiling.

Xiaoqi: Master can even use children now.

Gee tut.

More and more superficial!
Yan Tao: Yuchun's system, this young master's trick is called dredging the bottom.

Xiaoqi... Let's call it Biaolian.

First thanks, I am a system.

Being a human is really difficult.

Qingling glanced at the chess piece in Master Yan's hand, and frowned slightly.

Well, for the sake of the candy you gave me, barely saved your life.

Qingling ran over on short legs, and pushed the chessboard twice casually with his fleshy little hands, after messing up all the black and white pieces, he nodded with satisfaction: This time it should be all right.

Qin Zong was still holding a chess piece in his hand, the man raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes were deep and dull, and looked at the young man.

Yan Tao put on a serious face: "Qing Ling, you are too naughty."

Qingling...these adults.

He scratched his head, his big eyes widened, and he looked a little cute and cute: I am obviously here to help you.

"You grown-ups," Qingling said with his little hands behind his back, stepping up his short legs like a Taoist priest, "you're really hypocritical."

"I won't play with you anymore."

Qingling snorted softly.

Turned around and ran away.

Wuchen: "... I really underestimated your shamelessness."

He even lied to children.

"Wu Chen, this place seems to be a Taoist temple." Hearing Wu Chen's accusation, Young Master Yan did not blush and his heart skipped a beat, with a careless smile on his face, "Did you... go to the wrong place?"

"A few days ago, my brother in the monastery ran into some strange things by accident. The abbot ordered me to come to Qingyang Temple and ask the master of Qingyang Temple for help."

Young Master Yan propped his chin with his bare hands, smiled and said, "It's such a small matter... Why don't you come here and beg me."

There was no expression on Wuchen's handsome face, "How dare you trouble Mr. Yan with such a matter."

Yan Tao smiled: "No trouble."

Wuchen: "Thank you, I really don't need it."

Yan Tao: "Do you not believe in my ability?"

Wuchen... shook his head.

Yan Tao: "Then you are dissatisfied with me."

The corner of Wuchen's mouth twitched.

The hand hanging by the side is about to move, ready to be drawn out at any time.

Seeing Yan Tao smiling so brightly, the handsome little monk felt inexplicably flustered.

He had never encountered a situation where he was forced to help others.

In Wu Chen's heart, a red light was shining high: Yan Tao might be hiding some plot.

Brace yourself!

Stretch!

Young Master Yan raised his brows slightly, smiled lightly, his thin red lips curled up in a smile that was not a smile, and was about to speak when Wu Chen put his palms together and performed a Buddhist salute.

"Amitabha, Yan Tao's benefactor, Wuchen grew up in the temple since he was a child, and has already entered the Buddhist gate. The disciples of the Buddha, the four elements are empty, and everything he sees is just clouds."

The handsome little monk raised his eyes slightly, with a pious and compassionate expression, "This poor monk only wishes to save others from the sea of ​​suffering, and save himself to become a Buddha."

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows slightly: "So?"

"So I won't quit!"

You will die with this heart!

Don't try to fool me!
Yan Tao looked at Wu Chen's slightly lowered eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Young Master Yan raised his brows with a half-smile, "So you take my kindness to help others as an ulterior motive?"

Xiaoqi: It's obviously an ulterior motive.

The dead duck has a hard mouth.

Gee.

(End of this chapter)