Yang Zongtai felt his head buzz for a moment, and a scene of a blind man with empty eyes grabbing yarrow and throwing it into the sky appeared in his mind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are often fortune tellers on the streets of Dongxiliang City, Yuezhou, who make predictions by touching the yarrow grass to the ground with their hands.

Hua Qingluo grabbed her son and threw it into the sky, this kind of divination method is simply unheard of.

However, Yang Zongtai knew that Hua Qingluo was very good at divination, and everyone in Yuezhou knew it. However, Yang Zongtai has never really comprehended it, and today is considered a long insight. Yang Zongtai guessed that Hua Qingluo was divining for her three sons' trip to Baiyun Cave, and it seems that she also cares about her son's safety.

"Don't move, sheep, what are you moving?"

Just when Yang Zongtai was about to speak, Hua Qingluo turned her head and shouted at Yang Laidong, and Yang Laidong immediately didn't dare to move.

Yang Zongtai swallowed what he wanted to say, he felt that it was better for him not to speak, and it would be better to wait for the Hua Qingluo divination to end. Moreover, it seems that his arrival interfered with divination, so will Hua Qingluo beat him? Is it still an honor to beat him like a martial god? Yang Zongtai felt that these problems, he did not realize that his IQ plummeted after seeing Hua Qingluo.

Hua Qingluo is wearing a plain flower skirt, decorated with some faint patterns, I can't see what flowers come from, and Hua Yin Luo has the main flower with the auxiliary flowers of the complex flower diagram can not be compared, but the phrase "people rely on clothes" is basically invalid here in Hua Qingluo, Yang Zongtai's eyes are a little crazy, and if Hua Qingluo stands with the contemporary daughter of the Gu Fang Sect, Hua Yinluo, is not inferior at all. Oh, no, for the middle-aged uncle, the flower is a flower that struggles to bloom, from the sound, color, fragrance, taste, and touch, all of which make people's hearts and souls draw.

The eyebrows are lightly swept, the autumn eyes seem to be affectionate, and there is a thin anger on the face, which really makes people feel that their souls are about to fly, let alone look at the full and graceful body of Hua Qingluo. Yang Zongtai felt that he couldn't stay any longer, and wanted to turn around and leave, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. Yang Zongtai had to say in his heart, Hua Qingluo is actually like this, she is just a big beauty, the reason why she is so beautiful is that she really overlaps the influence of the past in her mind, including the first time she saw Hua Qingluo, and adds so many aftertastes and feelings of young first love and secret love, which together make Hua Qingluo so charming, change a hairy boy to say for example, Wang Ming of Wuleimen, that eyes stared at Hua Yinluo on time.

Hua Qingluo crossed her waist and said: "Where is divination child's play, there is an accident and it is also the will of heaven, honestly lie on my stomach!"

It's over, Yang Zongtai felt that the waist-high "dominatrix" shaped flower was also extremely beautiful, his face was a little red, half because of shame, half because of annoyance, and he said in his heart that you are at this age, why do you have such an unbearable performance with a group of wives and concubines in the family.

"Hua Qingluo, it's not the right time for me to come. Yang Zongtai said that if he didn't speak, he would be even more unbearable. He is a foreign elder, a sharp-toothed, long-sleeved and good dancing figure, and more importantly, he is at a loss in front of the people he secretly likes.

"It's none of your business. Hua Qingluo waved her hand and said, Lianbu walked lightly, and came to the place where the three sons were lying and looked carefully.

"Mom, this time we all lay down, there is no upright, what do you think?" said the sheep.

"You talk a lot. Hua Qingluo said, "All things are one, heaven and earth are one, everything is connected, it depends on whether you can see it." ”

"Oh, I see. The sheep said.

"I get it, too. "Sheep come to joy, sheep come to good, and they say in unison.

Yang Zongtai said in his heart that these three boys just like to talk like this, but they are just competing for favor in front of their mother. What Hua Qingluo said, Yang Zongtai himself didn't understand, let alone these three stupid boys.

"Boss, your head is facing southeast. Hua Qingluo said, "After entering, you have been walking in the southeast direction, but you can keep safe." ”

The sheep was happy, patted the ground with both hands, and said, "I think I must have a deep meaning lying like this." ”

"Mom, Mom, what about me?" said Yang Laixi.

Yang Laishan also wanted to scream, but when he saw his mother's stern eyes, he immediately didn't dare to move.

"What's it called, you have grass in your mouth, don't think about hunting when you go in. ”

"Ah?!" the old sheep let out a miserable cry.

"Just pick some more spirit grass when you go in. Hua Qingluo said.

Yang Zongtai was a little stammering, is this okay? Is this kind of divination of throwing his son "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers" reliable or not?

"Yang Laishan, you ......" Hua Qingluo's face showed a trace of solemnity, looked at it for a long time, and then resolutely said: "It's still the same sentence, you don't want to approach good-looking women." ”

Yang Zongtai didn't understand it at all, Yang Laishan was also lying on the ground, and it was also facing east and west, in different places...... It seems that this guy is covering his face, what does this have to do with beautiful women?

The mysterious divination technique that can predict the future really cannot be deduced by common sense.

"Elder Zongtai, what's the matter?"

Hua Qingluo's voice sounded, Yang Zongtai shivered directly, and hurriedly said: "It's just a little uneasy, let's see if Lord Qingluo Wuzun has any preparations." ”

Hua Qingluo glared and said, "What to prepare, the child who can't leave the mother will never grow up." ”

The three of Sheep Laidong, Yang Laixi, and Yang Laishan have already gotten up, looking at their mother with a pitiful look.

"What are you three boys pretending to be pitiful?" said Hua Qingluo angrily.

"Mom, that Hua Yinluo is very powerful. The sheep said.

"Wuleimen Wang Ming is not a vegetarian either. Yang Laixi said.

"The kid of the White Cloud Sect will not sit still, he will definitely play tricks. Yang Laishan said.

The three of them spoke very quickly, one finished talking to the other person, and finally Yang Laishan finished speaking, and the three of them pounced forward, and they hugged Hua Qingluo's feet one by one, tears and snot flew one by one.

"Oh, I can't help you. Hua Qingluo untied her chest and pulled it in.

Yang Zongtai was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes.

"The best thing in the top of the Baiyun Sect is a remnant artifact, that bronze bell, I will give you a drum, the boss will hold it, and the second and third guards will fight, and the boss will beat the drum. ”

"Thank you, Mom!" the three baby sheep immediately stopped their tears and snot, they were obviously familiar with this.

Yang Zongtai couldn't help but open his eyes, and saw a golden drum that was just held by two palms, and said in his heart, this thing can suppress the best artifact of the White Cloud Sect?!

"Knock!" the active sheep came to move and received the drum and knocked it directly, and Yang Zongtai's knees were weak, and he fell directly to the ground, unable to move. His face was horrified, this little drum was so powerful, and his heart was suddenly overjoyed.