Genius Fortune-teller

Sophia snorted coldly, pouted her little mouth lovingly, and then buried her little head in Lin Bai's arms. Instead of looking at Xia Xiaoqing, the eyes buried in Lin Bai's arms were shining strangely.

Ning Huanyan looked at this scene, reached out and touched Shen Xiaoyi, said with a smile: "are you sure this little girl is not Lin Bai's child?"

"If it wasn't for me and Lin Bai who met this girl at that time, I would have thought the same as you!" Shen Xiaoyi sighs with emotion. Her eyes are full of loss. Since she was in Europe, the little girl only sticks to Lin Bai, and she turns a deaf ear to other people's words except Lin Bai.

Ning Huanyan looks at Shen Xiaoyi with some emotion in her eyes. Her eyebrows are wrinkled, and then she quickly understands the meaning. The look at Sophia is also weird. She can't believe that the little girl Lin Bai is holding is one of her enemies!

"Lin Bai, you have blood on your body. What happened when you came back?" Hejia Er inadvertently saw that there were some lumpy brown after blood coagulation on Lin Bai's trouser legs, so she frowned and asked softly. Dare to fight your beloved in Yanjing, do those people really think that he's a decoration, or that he's influence in the army is also a decoration?!

Lin Bai glanced at the bloodstain on his trouser legs and said faintly, "I picked up something that doesn't open my eyes, so I punished it a little. You don't have to worry about Yanjing. It should be OK!"

After that, Lin Bai turned and looked at the sky outside the club. The originally sunny sky was now covered with a layer of haze. It should be that there was going to be heavy snow.

I'm afraid China won't be too peaceful during this period of time!

In a small village in North China Plain, chickens and dogs are quiet, and bamboo leaves rustle in the wind. The whole village is as peaceful as the Peach Blossom Land in Tao Yuanming's works.

Work at sunrise and rest at sunrise. This is what this small village does every day. Moreover, the villagers around this small village are quite puzzled about the life style of the people in this village. It is clear that the market economy is spreading all over the country, but the villagers in this small village seem to have no interest in money.

Moreover, strange faces appear every so often in this small village. Among them, there are many people driving luxury cars whose names are beyond the villagers' names. However, no matter whether people come or leave, the village has always maintained the tranquility of the past and never seems to be interfered by the outside world.

The name of this small village is very simple. It's called Shuijing village. Villagers across the mountain don't know the ability of the people in Shuijing village, but in Qimen lake, Shuijing village is always a myth. Because these people in Shuijing village are the descendants of Sima Hui, the famous master of water mirror in the Three Kingdoms period. All men, women, old and young in the village practice the water mirror technique handed down by Shuijing.

At this time, four dark golden cup business cars are roaring along the rough road. In each golden cup car, there are several cool looking foreign strong men, who are tall and strong, holding machetes and daggers in their hands, as if they were bandits!

In the leading business car, Claude's eyes were cold, and he looked out of the window at the deep night. The spear on his hand seemed to have spirituality, flying and dancing like a butterfly between his five fingers.

"What can there be in such a small village? Do we have to start here?" Rose turned her head and looked at the dilapidated village in the moonlight. She looked at Claude and asked suspiciously.

Claude light smile, said: "rose, you are Chinese, should have seen the Three Kingdoms?"

"I've seen..." Rose frowned. She couldn't understand why Claude suddenly talked about the romance of the Three Kingdoms. Her group came to look for the magic weapon of Xiangshu, not to explore the historical origin. Moreover, even if they were looking for the descendants of Zhuge Liang, the divine calculation recorded in the Three Kingdoms, they came to the wrong place. His residence was not in this small village, but in Nanyang, Henan Province.

"Since you have seen it, you should know who recommended Zhuge Wolong to Liu Xuande?" Seeing that rose was shocked when she heard her words, Claude said with a smile, "yes, this is where the descendants of Mr. Shuijing live, and as far as I know, the nine palace water mirror that Mr. Shuijing is famous for has been preserved in their village for generations."

"Boss, we have arrived at the entrance of Shuijing village. We will drive into the village 30 meters further. Shall we kill people or play cat and mouse? " The ferocious man, with a face full of flesh, looked at the village in front of the car in the night, then turned to look at Claude and said with a grim smile.

Claude said faintly: "when did the turtle dove team leave a living person to kill all the people in this village? Don't leave a fish out of the net! You must be quick and clean, don't disturb people in other villages, save some unnecessary trouble! Even if you dig three feet, you have to find the whereabouts of the nine palace water mirror for me! "

As soon as the words were heard, the four golden cup cars stopped at the entrance of the village with a squeak. The strong men in black on the car ran down from the car with sharp tools, and then quickly spread out through the night, forming a huge encirclement, which surrounded Shuijing village.

The sound of the car stopping quickly spread into the ears of the villagers in Shuijing village. Sima Feng and his party, who were on vigil at the entrance of the village, looked like a goshawk and rushed towards the place where the car stopped.But the body just arrived at the entrance of the village, but Sima Feng saw the petite woman standing next to the car, showing a mocking smile!

"Get out of the way!" Feeling something wrong, Sima Feng snapped. As soon as the voice fell, a raindrop like sound hit the position they were in before, and a row of bullet marks appeared on the ground.

In addition to Sima Feng, the other two did not dodge the bullet. Their heads were directly penetrated by large caliber bullets. Blood mixed with their brains all over the floor, and the strong smell of blood was everywhere! Looking at the scene in front of him, Sima Feng's face was full of shock. He never dreamed that these people who came to Shuijing village late at night had guns!

Looking at those strong men in black walking down from the golden cup car, Sima Feng's eyes were cold. It's not good for people to come late at night. What's more, these foreigners with sharp weapons in their hands. From the walking posture of those strong men in black, it's not difficult to see that these people either came from military camps or were foreign mercenaries who died among different countries.

"You are not welcome in Shuijing village. Get out of here!" Sima Feng looked coldly at Claude with a cold smile, clenched the machete in his hand, put on an appearance of one man in charge of the pass, and yelled at him.

Claude gave a cold smile and said, "I've long wanted to fight with you descendants of Chinese ancient martial arts. Let's see whether Chinese ancient martial arts are more powerful or our western boxing is more fierce. Today, I finally find a chance! But now it seems that the ancient Chinese martial arts are in general. If all the people in your village are of your level, I'm afraid it's hard to survive tonight! "

"It's a mule, it's a horse. If you have the guts, just fight with me!" Sima Feng put his machete in front of him and looked at Claude's thin body.

Claude light smile, his figure has not moved, next to a strong man in black toward Sima Feng rushed past. Sima Feng's face suddenly changed, and his body leaped up. He did not dodge, and a long knife directly cut down. With the wind blowing, the long sword cut off the sharp weapon in the hands of the strong man in black, then drew a beautiful arc, and flew his head into the sky.

Blood rose from the neck, and the scene was bloody. The members in black of the turtle dove group looked shocked, and their momentum suddenly weakened. Sima Feng stood upright, with a long knife in his right hand, and the blood beads flew down. He has been instructed by the elders of Shuijing village since he was a child. Now he is a young man, and his skill is at the peak. How can he be afraid of these curfew!

In the indignation brought about by the death of his compatriots, Sima Feng waved his long knife and rushed towards the group of people in black. With a shrill howl, a strong man in black who tried to stop Sima Feng was cut in two by him. The blood poured on Sima Feng's face. But he suddenly didn't realize it and continued to rush forward!

The long sword rushed to another strong man in black with strong wind. He didn't have time to make any reaction. The long sword had already reached his neck. He pressed it down and gouged it out. Another head was flying towards the sky with blood. The scene was extremely bloody!

"I'll have a good time with you today!" After killing three people in a row, Sima Feng grabbed the long knife in his hand and rushed to Claude's figure. From the awe of the people in black around him, it's easy to find that Claude is the leader of the group. Shoot the horse before shooting the man, and catch the king before catching the thief. Sima Feng understood this point.

"One shot to death, fight with death. It seems that ancient Chinese martial arts are still a little interesting!" Claude looked at the figure of Sima Feng, with a faint smile. A cold flash flashed in his eyes. The spike in his hand flew out quickly, and directly hit the long knife in Sima Feng's hand. Sima Feng was hit by this understatement.

After wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth, Sima Feng gave a cold smile. Zhiniang thief didn't expect that he really had some skills. As the Chinese saying goes, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. Claude dares to do it by himself with a spear and a long knife. He really has two brushes!

Sima Feng's figure soared again. This time, he jumped a little higher than before. He did not dare to underestimate the enemy. Claude looked at the long knife cut by Sima Feng, and his figure retreated a little. Then he put out a very strange shape in his hand and stiffly blocked the blade cut by Sima Feng. Then he turned his body, and the tip of the knife reached Sima Feng's throat.

"Die Claude's eyes showed a touch of compassion, like death reaping human life. His wrist trembled slightly, and a cloud of blood splashed out along the slit of the spear in Sima Feng's throat.

A cold breath rushed to the crowd where Claude and others were. Although the naked eye can't see the appearance of the breath, the momentum emitted from the breath is extremely depressing, as if all the thrills in the heart rush to the heart. Even some of the black clad members of the turtle dove group vomited blood directly from the corners of their mouths when they came into contact with the breath.

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