The best eye

Chapter 2315 Calculating Ling Xiaolu

"I didn't expect this person to be so powerful. I'm afraid it will be troublesome now."

These two people are indeed from a big family, and their status in the family is not low, they belong to the type of second-generation ancestors.

It's almost the same as Ye Sheng and others now.

But now that the character they have provoked is so difficult, it suddenly becomes difficult for them to deal with it.

When they came out, their family elders reminded them not to provoke those big shots, but now it seems that they have caused a lot of trouble as soon as they came out.

"Big cousin, what should we do now?"

"What else can I do? Naturally, I have to go home to rescue soldiers. Let's see what the family members say first."

He himself made Wang Feng unable to fight back just now. He knew that the gap between himself and the opponent was too great. If he wanted revenge, he could only go home and find someone.

"OK then."

They all felt Wang Feng's strength, so they seemed to have no other choice but to go home.

"Have you got anything yet?"

What's going on over there? Wang Feng doesn't want to pay attention to it. At this moment, he and Master Glenn have returned to the Red Flame League.

As soon as they came back, the Soul King and the others immediately surrounded them, because they all wanted to know whether Wang Feng and Master Glenn had found the Holy Cold Yin Fruit in the first place.

"I've got the item." Wang Feng nodded, and with a palm, he took out the Holy Cold Yin Fruit directly.

Although he and Glenn were the only ones in charge of finding things, he knew in his heart that these people in the family were also anxiously waiting for their news, so he immediately revealed the thing.

"Great." Seeing the Holy Cold Yin Fruit in Wang Feng's hands, everyone couldn't help but smile.

"The only thing we need now is Ling Xiaolu."

"Has the fortune teller woke up?"

"He woke up a few days ago. He is just overdrawn, and there is nothing serious."

"Then I have to go and see him."

Since this magic operator can deduce the news of the Holy Fruit of Cold Yin, then he must also be able to deduce the news of Ling Xiaolu.

Who is this magic operator? Wang Feng is very clear in his heart, as long as he is given enough money, he may dare to let him leak the secret.

"How's the recovery going?" Wang Feng asked when he came to the place where Shen Suanzi lived.

"It's all right." Looking at Wang Feng, the fortune teller said.

"Since it's all right, can we start the next calculation?"

"You mean Ling Xiaolu?" Looking at Wang Feng, the fortune teller asked.

"That's right." Wang Feng nodded, and then he asked in surprise, "Could it be that you have figured out where Ling Xiaolu is going?"

"As I said a few days ago, this Ling Xiaolu involves taboos, and I will be injured if I calculate it, and I can't get the specific whereabouts of this Ling Xiaolu. I'm afraid I can't help you with this."

"Can't help?"

Hearing this, Wang Feng couldn't help being a little weird, because it was the first time he had heard God's operator say that.

Even if he can't help, who else can help him?
"I can't help you, you can hire another Gao Ming."

"But the only one in my Red Flame Alliance who can help me is you."

Speaking of this, Wang Feng took out several space rings with a palm, and said: "These rings are all stored in spirit stones. As long as you tell me what Ling Xiaolu is, these are all yours."

"Gollum!"

Hearing Wang Feng's words, the fortune teller couldn't help swallowing, because these things were too tempting for him, and he couldn't resist.

But when he thought that he would suffer disaster if he calculated, he still shook his head forcefully and said, "I mean it, I can't help you."

"Then add some more." While speaking, Wang Feng flipped his hands and took out some interspatial rings, and said, "As long as you tell me where Ling Xiaolu is, these are all yours."

"Then I helped you calculate the reward for the Holy Fruit of Cold Yin earlier? Is it also in it?"

"That can be counted separately, you don't have to worry about it at all."

"Then...then I can try it." He really couldn't stand Wang Feng's temptation, so the magician gritted his teeth and said.

He knew that once he started to calculate Ling Xiaolu, he might pay a high price for it, but in order to get the money from Wang Feng, he wanted to try it even at the risk of his own injury.

Who made him addicted to money like his life? Wang Feng must have grasped this bad habit of his, otherwise he would not be able to keep this fortune teller.

"Then try it."

While speaking, Wang Feng casually gave a few interspatial rings to the fortune teller, and said, "Here is some deposit. I will give you the rest after you calculate the news about Ling Xiaolu."

"No, no, it's too little, give me more." Looking at the interspatial ring Wang Feng gave, the fortune teller yelled dissatisfied.

"Then I'll give you two more." Hearing what the fortune teller said, Wang Feng didn't hesitate, and he gave the fortune teller two more interspatial rings.

He could see that the magic operator at this moment should be engaged in some kind of psychological struggle, and if he wanted to really start calculating, then Wang Feng would have to spend a lot of money.

As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, let alone a person like Shen Suanzi who loves money like his life, if you want him to make a move, just throw money at him.

"Okay, then I'll figure it out now."

Each space ring that Wang Feng gave contained a lot of spirit stones, and in order to get more, the magic operator could only follow Wang Feng's instructions to calculate the whereabouts of Ling Xiaolu.

"If I'm unconscious in a while, you have to save me." Just as he was about to calculate, suddenly the magician seemed to remember something, and said to Wang Feng.

"Don't worry, with me here, even if you break the secret, I will protect you."

"That's good."

The last time God's operator just said a wrong sentence, he was punished by the gods, and it was Wang Feng who saved him at that time, so he believed in this point.

"Everyone spread out a little bit." Seeing the people around him gather around, Wang Feng said suddenly.

Since this fortune teller doesn't want to calculate, it means that what he wants to calculate may really touch some secret, so Wang Feng doesn't want to hurt someone when the scourge of heaven really falls.

Sitting cross-legged, the fortune teller began to calculate the whereabouts of Ling Xiaolu for Wang Feng, but before he had calculated how long, suddenly the fortune teller opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How's it going?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Feng hurriedly asked, because he was afraid that he would be too late to ask the question, and he would faint from the magic fortune.

It's just that the fortune teller didn't faint all of a sudden. After spewing out a mouthful of blood, his expression became fierce. He patted his forehead again, and immediately more foggy breath emanated from his body , he is desperately trying.

In order to get the spirit stone in Wang Feng's hand, he really went ruthless.

He hadn't fought like this for a long time, and it can only be said that Wang Feng's temptation was too great, and the fortune teller couldn't resist it.

So at this moment, even though he was risking his own backlash, he was still helping Wang Feng figure out the whereabouts of Ling Xiaolu.

puff!
A minute later, the magic operator suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out another mouthful of blood. He turned back and passed out without even saying a word.

"I wipe."

Seeing this scene, Wang Feng couldn't help but his expression changed. He hurried to the magic fortune teller and fed him a pill, because he didn't want the magic fortune teller to be useless from now on, and he would definitely need him in the future. place.

After taking the elixir and treating it with Wang Feng's glazed green lotus tree, the magic operator's injuries are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After lying down for about 10 minutes, the fortune teller recovered.

But when he just recovered, Wang Feng wanted to ask him if he had figured out the whereabouts of Ling Xiaolu.

Unexpectedly, after getting up, the magic fortune teller sat up all of a sudden, and he started to calculate again.

"I want to figure out the whereabouts of Ling Xiaolu, so don't bother me." The moment Shen Suanzi closed his eyes, his voice came out.

He has already got into a fight with this Ling Xiaolu, and if he doesn't figure out where this thing is, he will never stop there.

He has practiced this calculation technique all his life, and he doesn't want to be defeated by Ling Xiaolu.

This matter has something to do with his reputation, and he will never stop there.

Just like back then, others can doubt him about anything except his calculation skills. He promised Wang Feng to figure out the whereabouts of Ling Xiaolu, so even if he tried his best, he still wanted to find out where Ling Xiaolu was. where.

He didn't want to be told that his calculation ability was too poor.

"Isn't he suffering from a demonic disease?" Master Glenn asked worriedly at this moment.

The extrapolation still vomits blood, which shows that the fortune teller has encountered some danger. If he is allowed to continue like this, the situation will probably get worse.

"Don't worry, this guy knows what's in his mind, and it's good for us if he hits the jackpot like this, because it means that we have a better chance of finding Ling Xiaolu."

A smile appeared on Wang Feng's face, but he wasn't too worried, because when people like them calculated the secrets of the sky, the worst situation would be to break the secrets and send down thunder.

As long as Wang Feng helps the fortune teller to resist those thunderstorms for him, then he will naturally have nothing to do.

1 minutes.

2 minutes.

3 minutes.

Just like that, the magic operator sat cross-legged here and calculated without stopping for a moment, and soon half a day passed, and the magic operator hadn't calculated Ling Xiaolu's whereabouts yet.

"It's almost a day."

Seeing that the magic operator was still calculating, everyone present couldn't help feeling a little worried, because they felt that the magic operator might not be able to calculate Ling Xiaolu's news.

"puff!"

About a day or so later, Shen Suanzi opened his mouth and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood, and he passed out again, before he could even speak.

He fainted, and the task of saving him naturally fell on Wang Feng's shoulders. He used his own saplings and elixir to quickly wake up the magic fortune teller.

"Someone is interfering with my calculation of Ling Xiaolu's whereabouts, I must find it!"

Looking at Wang Feng, the magician opened his mouth, and then he closed his eyes again, and started a new round of deduction.

"Is someone interfering?" Hearing this, Wang Feng and the others couldn't help but look weird. Is this secretly interfering with the magician's calculation of Ling Xiaolu's whereabouts?

"There don't seem to be many people in this world who have powerful calculation abilities. Could it be that the fortune teller has encountered some kind of expert?" Master Glenn said, and couldn't help but feel a little startled, because someone interfered, which meant that it might be difficult for them. Only then can Ling Xiaolu's whereabouts be obtained.

"Don't worry, this fortune teller is someone with real skills. He believes he can figure out Ling Xiaolu's whereabouts." Wang Feng spoke with some confidence.

Because the calculation ability of the magic operator has never disappointed him. It hasn't done it before, and I believe it won't now. If the calculation ability of the magic operator can't be calculated, then Wang Feng can't expect to find any news through other channels, so His current hope is almost all on this magic operator, he naturally hopes that the calculation of this magic operator will be successful.

(End of this chapter)