Food Hunter

[The traveler who is missing something is going to visit, and the red-eyed crow screams on his left shoulder. 】

[Don't go out, you have to wait for his arrival. 】

[Do not lose etiquette, because death favors rude people. 】

[Don't refuse to answer, because the angel needs to know her name. 】

[Can't agree or refuse, the crow is looking at your baby. 】

This prediction was fortune-telling by Nyon for Nosra.

So this month, Nosra has not dared to go out, staying by her daughter's side at all times, until Luo's visit.

If it weren't for the information indicated in the prophetic poem that made him throw a rat, or he would wipe out any enemies who coveted Nyon at all costs.

Luo sat on the sofa, after reading the five lines of poem written on the paper, he looked up at Nion, who has long blue hair and delicate features, and laughed at himself: "Do I look like a crow?"

Nothra tensed her face and smiled, and the five bodyguards stood silently behind the sofa.

"Pouch."

Nyung suddenly covered her mouth and smiled. She never looked at what she had predicted, but she knew that Luo's self-deprecation must originate from the prophetic poem.

I thought that there would be a super villain, but it turned out to be a man with a good-looking face, just a little older.

From Nyung's perspective, as long as it is a man with a beard, it is the characteristic of old age.

Crow?

It is something that often appears in the prophetic poems that foretell the unknown, usually it is to warn the arrival of disasters, and at a certain time and occasion, it is a symbol of the disaster.

Nosra looked at Luo with no expression on her face, but was anxious in her heart.

Although Luo expressed no malice as soon as he walked in, the initiative was in the hands of the opponent.

This is the most uncomfortable factor for him, and that initiative represents their wealth and life.

Capital without resistance.

This is the message Da Zuo Nie gave him.

In other words, the security force that he considered to be beyond the standard, was like a paper tiger in front of this man, and could not withstand a single blow.

Nosra doesn't think his bodyguard is weak, and the conclusion can only be that the opponent is too strong.

Seeing that Luo hadn't made a statement, Nosra finally couldn't help but ask: "What do you want to confirm? What do you want to do after confirmation?"

"From now on, until September 1st, the prophecies written by Nion for the client will be reviewed by me. This is what I want to confirm."

Luo put the paper on which the prophecy was written on the table, stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the writing on it disappeared in no time.

"Do it obediently and don't make any small movements. Only in this way, the things you least want to see will not happen, understand?"

The beard on the corner of Nosra's lips trembled slightly, quickly weighing the pros and cons, and said in a deep voice, "I can cooperate with you, but I want to know your motives."

"What if I don't say it?" Luo put his hand on the blank paper and smiled at Nosra.

Nosra's face suddenly looked a little ugly.

Luo did not say anything, but the meaning expressed was obvious, that is, you did not have the capital to negotiate terms.

Even with five capable bodyguards standing behind him, he couldn't give Nosra any sense of security.

As bodyguards, Da Zuojie and his party also felt very aggrieved.

But is there any way? In their world, everything is respected by strength.

Nosra was silent, and Luo's gaze turned away from him, falling on Nion, whose eyes were slightly hostile.

The conversation just now revived the fear that caused Nyung to disappear.

"Can you fortune telling for me?" Luo smiled as if he didn't see the hostility in Nion's eyes.

Nion didn't even need to think about it, so he refused.

"Nion." Knowing her daughter, Nosra knew that she would refuse, so she called her name in a harsh tone before she refused to remind her not to be willful.

Nion turned his head to look at Nosra, just to stare at Nosra's indisputable eyes, and then he was stunned for a while.

"I know, I know!"

After a while, she didn't lose her temper, but reluctantly agreed.

Afterwards, she looked at Luo and said angrily: "Write your name, date of birth, and blood type on a white paper."

"Is this okay?" Luo picked up the erased blank paper.

Seeing that the paper used for divination for her father became blank, Nyung was slightly surprised. She did not see Luo Mo's action to remove the handwriting.

Although surprised at why the handwriting disappeared, she did not ask, but said: "No, you can't use the same piece of paper for two divinations."

Luo nodded and said, "Then give me another one."

As soon as the voice fell, a maid took the pen and paper.

Luo picked up the pen and was about to write his name, he hesitated for a while, and still wrote the word "Luo Lie", and then wrote the year, month, day and blood type.

After writing, hand the paper to Nion.

Niweng took the paper and looked at it, muttering, "That's an awkward name."

No need to remind him, the bodyguard standing behind the sofa, from the angle behind him, kept the information on the paper in mind.

Their actions were clearly seen by Luo, and Luo didn't care about such trivial matters.

After confirming the fortuneteller's information, Neon picked up the pen.

[Angel’s automatic notes]

Suddenly, Nyong's right arm holding a pen showed a thought force, and at the same time, Nyong's eyes lost their focus.

That power of thought surged over her arms, and quickly formed a mind beast with a mouth wide open and ears like a pair of wings.

The Nianmon's eyes were closed tightly, and Nion's palms were pressed with two slender hands.

Compared to angels, it looks more like a little demon in terms of form.

Under the control of the angel, Nyon's hand moved unconsciously, driving the ballpoint pen to write on the paper.

Swish...

Luo looked at the paper and saw that there was no writing left in the place where the ballpoint pen traversed, and judging from the trajectory of the pen tip, it was simply graffiti.

This scene was also discovered by Nosra and others who were watching.

"What's going on?" Nosla was startled, it was the first time he saw this.

But Nyung didn't seem to realize this, just like her usual work, she wrote from beginning to end. As the angel disappeared, her godless eyes became shiny.

"It's done~www.ltnovel.com~Nion dropped the pen and stretched.

Luo took the white paper and looked at it. Judging by the strength of Nyung's writing, if the ballpoint pen runs out of water, it should also leave a white mark.

However, there is no trace of writing on this piece of paper.

"Blank." Luo Hudi turned the paper over to Nyung who was sitting across from it.

"I don't read the prophetic poems I wrote!" Nyung crossed his hands to block her eyes.

Nosra looked at the blank paper in Luo's hand, with a frightened expression.

"You didn't write any words just now." Luo said.

Niweng was stunned for a moment, but did not put down his hands, and snorted coldly: "Don't want to lie to me."

"He didn't lie to you," Nosra said.

"what?"