Genius Fortune-teller

Pranabu is dead, and because Lin Bai keeps his promise with Chi Tian, the evil things in the pool escape from the heaven, and there is no one who can stop them on the Ganges River. The nine palaces of dragon boat have also been set up. Mugwort leaves enter the water, and the pure sun dispels the evil spirits in the river. It is only a matter of time before the Chinese Qi is taken out.

Things have been in accordance with their own plan on the right way, Lin Bai is also happy to be able to relax for a while. It's not something Lin Bai is good at to spend his mind on thinking about the layout and so on. Moreover, it takes him a lot of energy to fight with Chan Ka and pranabu one after another. It's unwise not to take a good rest at this time.

"When can I get my luck back?" After a moment's silence, Chan Jia went to Lin Bai, who was sitting on the ground with a cigarette in his mouth, and asked softly.

At this moment, the white elephant behind her no longer had the pride when she faced Lin Bai, and her body still trembled. Although it has not yet opened its mind, it can still feel the mystery of Lin Bai's methods before. In particular, Lin Bai's destruction of the statue of Shiva has dealt a greater blow to the holy beast, which is respected as the mount of Shiva.

"Just a moment, let me finish smoking this cigarette and return it to you." Lin Bai dropped his ashes and said with a smile: "what's the matter? Are you afraid that I will bring this spirit back to China and make you lose the foundation of India's development? Or were you shocked by my method just now, and some of you were afraid that you started with me? "

"Afraid? I've never been afraid. " Hearing this, Chan Jia smiles, stares at Lin Bai and says, "if you really bring this luck back to China, then I will go to China and tell Jia Er that you have done something wrong with me in India, and then walk away irresponsibly. Guess if I say that, will Jia Er believe you or me?"

Only women and villains are hard to support! Lin Bai sighs and shakes his head with a bitter smile. He knows that Chan Jia's words are not as simple as joking. If he really doesn't return this Indian spirit to her, he can't say that the little girl really wants to go to China and put herself in front of he Jia'er. At that time, even if she is reasonable and afraid, she can't say it clearly.

However, it's not that Lin Bai doesn't want to return Qi Yun to Chan Jia now, but that he hasn't mastered the means to control Qi Yun in Hetu Luoshu at this time. He can only let this guy swallow things like a glutton.

However, Lin Bai felt that when Qi Yun came back to China under the Ganges River, the way of heaven would reward him for his merits. At that time, he would absorb some Qi Yun. After he was proficient in Hetu Luoshu, Lin Bai would return all the Qi Yun he had extracted from Chan Ka, and by the way, he would give back some Qi Yun he had just got. After all, without the help of this little girl's Qi Yun, he would defeat Pranab It won't be that easy.

"Are you sure you don't want to go to Huaxia with me? There are still plenty of opportunities to get lucky!" Lin Bai stares at Chan Ka with a wink and asks with a smile. It's really very interesting to deceive this Indian goddess into China.

Chan Jia slowly shook his head with a dim look and said in a soft voice, "you and I have different missions and destinies. Although there is some intersection, it does not mean that we will always be in parallel. There are some things that we can't decide. "

After that, Chan Jia waved gently, and the white elephant ran to her body, and then slowly fell to the ground. After climbing on the white elephant, Chan Jia turned his head and looked at Lin Bai. Then he reached out and took off the sari on his head. He had a clear view of his beautiful face, no smile and no tears on his face. Then he had already met Lin Bai and others in the same tone and whispered: "remember me."

The words fell, the body turned, and never looked back, but there was a clear tear, or a love tear, on the face of Chan Jia covered by sari.

This tear, not for luck, not for the world, not for women, only for fate. Sometimes, even if you want to be a moth, you don't get the chance from fate.

www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!