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Chapter 728 The Master's Prediction: The Holy Grail Reversed, Means "No"?
The desperate Fang Yumei was dragged down the stairs by Nangong Mo's subordinates.

The body was bumping and bumping on the steps of the stairs, gradually losing consciousness...

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Inside the VIP suite.

Everyone was still shocked by Bo Gucheng's indifference and lack of mercy.

Bao Gucheng's eyes turned to the little old man on the sofa: "From abroad?"

The little old man was hidden in the dark, his eyes flashed, and he said in the unskilled Imperial language: "We inherit Tarot, regardless of national boundaries. With all due respect, what you are looking for will never be found. Waste of effort."

On the coffee table in front of the little old man, there was an extra stack of Tarot cards at some point, and the card in the middle was turned over, with the Holy Grail reversed.

Reversed means "no", that is, it cannot be found.

Bao Gucheng snorted coldly: "I thought you had a few catties, but it turned out to be just a trick of the rivers and lakes. There is nothing in this world that disappears for no reason, and there is no sorcery that can completely hide the truth. Why do you insist on finding it out?" No way! I don’t believe in your evil!”

Who is Bao Gucheng?
He is an iron-blooded man killed in blood.

What he believes in is that man can conquer nature, not submit to God's will.

I thought that the little old man might be able to predict the location of the missing bones by relying on the magic of the Tarot cards, but how could this little old man say it all in one go?

Bao Gucheng was naturally displeased.

Immediately, a subordinate of Nangong Mo explained: "Master Bo, Master Feiji is the national treasure of country T. He came to the empire for friendly exchanges. He usually charges hundreds of thousands of cards for each card play. Tonight, I will help you for free." Forecasting, it’s fine if you don’t appreciate it, but you still…”

Bao Gucheng interrupted coldly: "This kind of prediction, I will give you a dozen for free without money! Every one of you will die, are you sure?"

Uh……

Everyone choked.

Everyone is going to die, Mr. Bo is angry with them.

On the opposite side, Nangong Mo acted as if nothing had happened, and Fang Yumei's arm hadn't been chopped off just now. He suddenly lifted his lips with great interest and said, "Not necessarily. I didn't die."

Bao Gucheng glanced at him in the dark, and snorted coldly: "Are you a bastard for a thousand years? Are you not dead?"

Nangong Mo rarely hooked his lips, showing an indescribable smile: "What is a thousand years? It's not easy to live forever? The difficulty is to live with the person you want."

For some reason, Bao Gucheng was always impatient when listening to Nangong Mo's words, and even couldn't help but choke back immediately every time, but at this moment, Nangong Mo's emotion made him feel a little indescribably empathetic.

The little woman seems to have said something similar.

What's the point of living alone for thousands of years?
Putting himself in his shoes, and thinking about it for a while, the days of being alone for thousands of years would be boring.

Unless you have someone you like to accompany you, you won't feel that the years are long and boring.

Unexpectedly, a rotten person like Nangong Mo could occasionally speak a decent sentence or two.

Silence for a few seconds.

Bao Gucheng stood up suddenly: "Tarot cards of this level are not qualified for me to calculate lost items."

The supernatural person he was looking for was at least reliable enough to guide the direction, or inadvertently revealed clues that he was involved in stealing the bones.

And the so-called "Fei Ji" master at this moment really disappointed him.

Nangong Mo watched his back leave, his eyes were gloomy, and he suddenly looked at Fei Ji: "The hexagram you calculated for him for free just now turned out to be true?"

(End of this chapter)