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Eight hundred and sixtieth IX help

Young Master Yan looked at the sky with his eyes scattered, and suddenly a small thing hit his leg.

The boy turned his head and took a look.

Meet a pair of beautiful big eyes.

He blinked, and the little boy blinked, then he pouted his pink lips, opened his fleshy arms, and said in a slight voice: "Brother Yan hugs you."

The mixed-race little boy is very cute. Yan Tao raised his eyebrows slightly, Han Zizhou?

Han Zizhou was the mixed-race little boy he met on the plane last time.

Young Master Yan smiled slightly, his slender fingers gently poked the boy's forehead, and his peach blossom eyes raised slightly. He chuckled, why did he learn to be cute after not seeing each other for many days?

The little boy's pale face turned slightly red. He suddenly tugged his head in the boy's arms, hugged his thighs with both hands and feet, and refused to let go.

"Hello, Mr. Yan."

A polite voice came from the opposite side, and Yan Tao looked up at it. It was Han Zizhou's grandfather and mother.

The boy glanced at his eyes and knew what they were going to come. Subai patted Eric's little head with his hand and said, "You want me to seal his Yin-Yang Eyes."

Before Han Jun could speak, Helen suddenly knelt in front of Yan Tao with a pounce, her eyes filled with tears, and she said in tears: "Young Master Yan, please help us. As long as you are willing to help us, no matter what the price, I am willing to pay."

"This kid is so bitter." Helen's hand trembled and touched Eric's back.

Yan Tao frowned, and Helen's kneeling attracted many pedestrians around him to see him.

His voice was slightly cold: "Get up first."

Han Zizhou quickly came out of the boy's arms and helped his mother get up.

Their group is all on the campus of Huaqing, which is really eye-catching.

Yan Tao stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked leisurely into the path next to him.

It was almost time for class to start, and the students and teachers rushed to the classroom, giving them a quiet environment.

"Let's talk here." Yan Tao clicked on the stone table for summer cooldown, and he sat on it.

The dark starry eyes looked at the three people opposite without any storm.

The boy spoke slowly: "Have you found the master of Yin and Yang Eyes that can seal the wind for Eric?"

Han Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "That master is true, but he has passed away."

Yan Tao showed a look of surprise - he passed away.

"Yes." Han Jun nodded: "When we were looking for the past, his great disciple told us that when the master was exhausted, his cultivation was exhausted and he had already ascended to heaven."

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and gently tapped the slender fingertips of Subai on the stone table: "So you are here to find me."

"Yes." Han Jun nodded and said, "I called Yan Gong Temple before, but no one answered it. I looked for Mr. Yan for a long time before I got the news. We hurried over when we knew you were in Huaqing University."

Yan Tao glanced at the child sitting obediently on the stone bench. Eric's face was obviously paler than that of a normal child, and his eyes were also introverted and gloomy.

Yin and Yang eyes are rare talents for Taoist priests who practice.

However, for ordinary people, this thing will bring suffering.

The boy didn't say anything, and Han Jun and Helen didn't dare to speak, so they could only look at him and wait for Yan Tao's reply.
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