69novels Chapter 225 The Mysterious Fortune Teller
Chapter 225 The Mysterious Fortune Teller
Chapter 225 The Mysterious Fortune Teller
But after all, Zijin stabbed the fish ball with the chopsticks first, and at this moment, the tip of the chopsticks was only less than one centimeter away from the fish ball.
Ahhhh, it's mine!Zijin shouted in her heart.
Ahhhh, I must win!Mo Ximing blushed.
Both of them have already tried their best at this time, and the ownership of the fish balls will be at the next moment.
But at this moment, the field suddenly changed.
"Sarcasm." A harmless voice sounded, and Mo Ximing and Zijin held Duqi's iron chopsticks in their hands. As soon as the voice fell, the chopsticks in their hands flew out uncontrollably, flying towards side of the table.
On one side of the dining table, Linglu held the guardian shield spirit in her left hand, and the second spirit ring on her body was shining brightly.
The three iron chopsticks flew towards Ling Lu's protective shield, and they were swallowed by the metal-devouring ability the instant they touched.
Ling Lu withdrew her martial spirit, holding the chopsticks in her right hand, and in the prepared posture, caught the fish ball before it fell to the table, and then brought it to her mouth, and ate it in one gulp.
After chewing for a few times, Ling Lu swallowed the fish balls, satisfied, her eyes smiling into two crescents.
"Ah~, it's delicious, thank you both!"
Zijin and Mo Ximing turned their heads and looked at each other.
Zijin snorted and turned her head away.
Mo Ximing withdrew his Martial Soul, said a few words in an awkward manner, and then carefully observed Zijin and Qian Linjue at the other table.
The luncheon continues.
At the other table, Qian Linjue and the others were much calmer. They ate and chatted, and finished eating in a short while. After they were full, Meng Rulong took people to arrange a place for Qian Linjue and the others.
Among them, Qian Linjue was allocated a room alone.
After the arrangement was made, Qian Linjue was about to sit on the bed and read comics when Qian Feier suddenly knocked on the door and entered the room, inviting Qian Linjue to go shopping in Wutan City outside.
"Lin Jue, are you okay? Go out for a walk with me."
Qian Linjue looked at the sky outside through the window. She had just had lunch at this time, it was still early, and the weather was pretty good, with a little sunshine and some cool wind, but not hot.
He turned his head to look at Qian Fei'er, and responded with a proud expression and tone.
"Okay, this young master will honor you and go out with you, feel honored and happy, because this young master made an exception for you."
With that said, Qian Linjue stood up.
Qian Fei'er smiled. She knew her cousin's personality since she was a child. She was arrogant and arrogant, and she treated people very well.
Afterwards, the two went out together, followed by Cloud Armor Douluo as guards.
Leaving Soto City, without Tang Hao's threat, Qian Fei'er doesn't need four Title Douluo to go out together. In a small city like Wutan City, one Soul Emperor is enough, let alone Title Douluo. A master of the legendary level.
Walking out of the gate of Meng's residential area with Qian Linjue, Qian Fei'er took Qian Linjue's hand and walked on the streets of the city without haste.
"Linjue, the last time we went shopping together was probably three years ago." Qian Fei'er said casually, as if recalling.
Qian Linjue turned her eyes to one side, and after thinking about it, she felt that she was right.
He nodded, "Well, it seems so."
Qian Feier smiled.
The two chatted while walking on the street, watched a drama in a theater, drank afternoon tea in a teahouse, ate some snacks in the snack street, and then walked back.
While passing through a bustling road, Qian Fei'er and Qian Linjue passed a fortune-telling booth.
Sitting behind this fortune-telling booth is a young man, more than 1.5 meters tall, with short silver hair, and looks about the same age as Qian Linjue.
When Qian Fei'er passed by, the man sat behind the booth and yelled: "Fortune teller, come and take a look, especially the future female pope and the power behind the empire, you can't miss it..."
Qian Fei'er was slightly taken aback, stopped, and looked sideways at the young man behind the booth.
Just as Qian Linjue took a step, she was held back by her cousin. She turned her head strangely, looked at the fortune-telling booth, then at Qian Fei'er, and blinked suspiciously.
"Sister Fei'er, what's the matter?"
Qian Fei'er was a little cautious at the moment, very cautious.
The female pope, the ruler of the empire?Is it me?
There are many coincidences and accidents in the world, but Qian Feier never believes in accidents.
Did this man see through my plan or what?
Qian Fei'er narrowed her eyes and slightly opened her eyes.
She decided to give it a try.
If this man is wrong, just treat him as a charlatan talking nonsense.
And if it's right... Qian Fei'er can't let it go!
She walked to the small bench in front of the booth, closed her eyes again, and looked at the young man behind the booth with a smile, with her palms resting on her chin and her elbows resting on the table.
"Okay, you help me calculate, what is my fate."
The silver-haired man nodded, and then replied: "This benefactor will rule the world in the future, become the emperor, and become the pope of the Wuhun Temple, but it's a pity..."
"What's the pity?" Qian Fei'er asked with a light smile.
The silver-haired man paused, and continued to speak unhurriedly: "It's a pity that the benefactor is too murderous, and he will definitely..."
Qian Fei'er's expression changed in vain, and she opened her eyes, both of which were full of murderous intent.
Sen Leng's terrifying murderous aura was released, and Qian Linjue, who was beside her in shock, backed up again and again, and the passers-by around her screamed in fright, terrified, fell down and got up and ran out in fright.
Qian Fei'er slapped the fortune-telling booth to pieces with one palm, and stood up, dancing with her hands in a dazzling afterimage.
"Bold monster, I can see that you are not human at a glance! Look at me, Dawei Tianlong, World Honored One, Daluo Dharma, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna, please, suffer death!"
After finishing the words, Qian Fei'er slapped hard on the place where the silver-haired man was.
"boom--!"
The ground where the silver-haired man was was shattered by the force of his palm, revealing a big pit more than two feet deep.
Qian Fei'er glanced around, but didn't see the silver-haired man's body or clothes fragments.
Absent, disappeared?
Qian Feier frowned, suddenly, she seemed to have noticed something, and turned her head to look in one direction.
In the distance, the silver-haired man stood on the roof of the house, his figure flickered a few times, and disappeared from Qian Fei'er's sight.
In mid-air, the clear words of the silver-haired man were left behind.
"See you next time, King of Fallen Angels."
The sound gradually faded away and gradually faded away.
Cloud Armor Douluo stepped forward quickly, walked to Qian Fei'er, and asked: "Master Fei'er, do you want to chase after?"
Qian Fei'er turned around and asked, "Can you catch up?"
"Uh..." Yunjia Douluo was ashamed and shook his head.
From the fluctuation of the soul power of the young man just now, Yunjia Douluo Bu Yunjia could clearly judge that the soul power of that man was about the same as that of Meng De of the Meng family, around level 30.
(End of this chapter)