Chapter 389
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Fine!
As long as the person divining is not my second father, any father is fine. I will accept your business!
Thinking about it, there was only one Zhen Xiaoxiao in Dongling. How could he be so unlucky as to meet her every time?
Moreover, although the woman sitting in front of him covered her face, she was dignified and graceful. Her breasts... were much rounder than the bean sprout in his memory.
Most importantly, the female guest was exuding the aura of an Enlightening Realm cultivator.
Two months ago, when he parted ways with the little bean sprout, she was only at the seventh stage of Qi Condensation. Not long after she left the Giant God Sect, she seemed to have been beaten by a little devil and asked Elder Fang for help.
How could she become an Enlightening Realm cultivator in just a few days?
No, no.
It was not easy for him to meet a hot girl who said she wanted to buy him. If he missed this opportunity, there would be no more!
Not only will I read your father, but I will also control your karma!
Cultivators of Dongling, every beauty and every powerful cultivator must submit to the iron hooves of my Northern Cliff Warhorse!
"Hurry up and read!"
Turning his head, Zhen Xiaoxiao saw that Yang Yan and his men were getting closer and closer to him, so he started to urge him.
"Coming, coming!"
With a shake of his sleeves, four tortoiseshells flew out and landed on the table, making a crisp sound.
The fortune-teller, who was in high spirits, rolled up his sleeves and pointed his finger at the tiny body!
The hand that came out of his sleeves was muscular and smooth, which did not match the fortune-teller's old face.
Rays of silver light shot out from his fingertips like swimming fireflies, circling around Zhen Xiaoxiao's body before returning to the tortoiseshells, leaving strange marks on them.
This scene...
How familiar was it?
Noticing that the other party's eyes had turned silvery-white and there were turbulent clouds flowing in the depths of her eyes, Zhen Xiaoxiao's mouth was wide open. For a moment, he even forgot to pay attention to Yang Yan's progress.
Between father and daughter, blood karma.
An incomparably powerful karma force appeared on the white-robed female guest.
The fortune teller was deeply shocked!
He didn't even have the time to touch the astonishing number of intertwined giant branches that spread in all directions. His body was already trembling because of what he saw on her body.
Mist Condensing Dragon, Wind Beast!
Looking at the sky from afar, there seemed to be a blood-colored giant standing there.
The moment he saw the giant creature, the fortune teller's body started to tremble uncontrollably. His spell was like a fragile eggshell floating in the ocean. It was smashed into pieces by the huge wave of blood that was surging towards him!
Water against the current.
I shouldn't be greedy!
Another person who shouldn't have been counted.
Grandpa, help!
It was the third time this year that he was devoured by his power …
The diviner's eyes bulged and he jumped up from his chair!
Without giving Zhen Xiaoxiao any time to react, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground with a loud thud.
Zhen Xiaoxiao stood up with a mournful face. Her face was clean, but unfortunately, her newly made white dress was covered in plum blossom like red.
Tiny lines of blood were flowing from her waist to her feet along the route that the fortune teller had pointed out to her.
She finally recognized him.
Martial Niece Li...
I didn't mean to hurt you.
Who knew that my First Father was also a poisonous person? Could it be that the fortune teller of Dongling couldn't be counted as a cultivator from another planet?
I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
You don't look bad, why did you disguise yourself as an old man? And your face is so vivid, even your wrinkles and age spots are so vivid?
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