Chapter 1147 (1/2)

Young master Yan is very embarrassed at the moment. His face is as white as snow, covered in cold sweat, and he still holds the rune paper and the judge's pen in his hand.

Qingyangzi covered his chest, his eyes fell on the comer and frowned slightly, ”are you... Qilinzi?”

He has spent most of his life on the prince's mountain. He has long heard that qilinzi has extraordinary Taoism, but he has never really seen it.

Qilinzi didn't look back. His eyes stayed on the young man's face and said faintly, ”Taoist qingyangzi, I've heard a lot about him.”

Qingyangzi took a smoke from the corner of his mouth. It sounded insincere.

”... how did you come here?”

Qilinzi is lost in his whereabouts. He seldom walks outside.

How could you just come here to save people this time?

Qilinzi didn't answer him. He just reached out and picked up the boy and gently put him on the next bed.

”I didn't give you the judge's pen for you to use.”

Qilinzi's voice was low and cold, with a faint chill.

He stretched out his hand, palm down, transferred the aura to the young man, and combed her messy meridians.

Yantao was really tired and fainted in bed.

Qilinzi went to get the rune paper held in Yantao's right hand. Unexpectedly, Yantao grabbed it tightly. He pulled it twice, but he didn't pull it away.

Qilinzi's elegant and indifferent eyes flashed a touch of coolness. His slender fingers gently clicked between Yantao's wrists. The teenager's five fingers loosened, and the judge's pen fell into his hand together with the rune paper.

”Hide the truth and modify the life style.”

Qilinzi's eyes fell quietly on the rune paper and suddenly smiled.

It's just a cold smile. I can't hear the meaning of happiness.