Cultivation waste material: Where is my sister's golden finger!

Chapter 47
Wearing a gray robe, with a big gray beard hanging on his face, and sly eyes shining in his small and slanted eyes, he looks like an old fox in a fairy-like skin.

His voice was deep and hoarse, like an old man over a hundred.But his hands are as smooth and shiny as a boy's, revealing a sense of mystery everywhere.

"You will definitely not meet someone with predestined relationship this time, so let's come next time." Qianji said in a seasoned voice, "Your predestined person came to meet thousands of miles away, but your predestined person did not come this time."

Opposite to Qianji, the young man in a fine attire didn't believe it. He retorted loudly: "I have already met you, but you still say I haven't! They told me not to come to you, and it really is true!"

After speaking, the young man left angrily. After walking about a hundred meters away, the woman who thought she was beautiful smiled and comforted the young man, and they left together.Just before leaving, the woman gave Qian Ji a bad look, and then gave Qian Ji a big suggestion.

"Alas, the young man just refuses to listen to the old man's words, and he will suffer in the future." Qian Ji stroked his long beard and sighed. "Good people should not be good, and good people should not be good."

There was a figure standing in front of Qianji's booth, she didn't speak, and Qianji didn't look up.After a long time, Qianji couldn't help but speak first. "This benefactor, does it depend on chance?"

"Qianji." Remnant sat across from Qianji, she lifted the veil on her face, and showed everyone the scars on her face indifferently.Many women were a little scared when they saw the terrifying forehead scar on Remnant's face.

"You..." The hair in Qianji's hand fell straight onto the rice paper, rendering a huge ink-colored flower on it. "Is your face okay? The elixir I gave can obviously be cured." Qianji said in disbelief. The bright smile and high-spirited woman back then now has a terrifying face, and the aura around her is filled with a trace of unhappiness. Get rid of the gloom.

"I didn't eat it, I want to keep it as a souvenir." Remnant said with a smile, she slowly touched her face, her hands felt bumpy.Her eyes are full of sincerity, without any flickering,
"This time I'm here to bring my apprentice over to show you." Remnant He pulled Nangong Yun who was standing behind him as a log, and pressed her to his side.

"This is my old friend Qianji. You will call him Uncle Qianji from now on. This is my only disciple Nangong Yun." Remnant introduced Qianji to Nangong Yun, and Qianji handed over his Greeting ceremony - a stone that doesn't know what to do.

Nangong Yun turned her head to look at Remnant, Remnant looked satisfied. "Thank you, Uncle Qianji."

"Thank you Uncle Qianji." Nangong Yun bowed and thanked.

"She belongs to the Nangong family." After a few seconds, Qianji said with certainty.

"Yes." The scar didn't hide it, "help me see her."

Qianji nodded in agreement, but said directly in the next second: "Go back to my residence and have a look." He put his flag of Shenji Qiansuan into the Qiankun bag, and those tables and chairs remained where they were.

"Let's go."

Walked through alleys and crossed several small bridges.Nangong Yun finally arrived at Qianji's residence.Remnant circled around the inside, and said disgustedly: "It's still the same broken!"

"It's normal to live alone." Qian Ji said indifferently.

He put some instruments that Nangong Yun had never seen before on the table one by one, and made Nangong Yun sit opposite him.Take out a small red plate and place it in front of Nangong Yun. "Give me some of your blood."

(End of this chapter)