Super Fortune Teller

Liu Cheng and the short man were talking. At this time, the old man on the Grand Master's chair suddenly opened his eyes slowly. A pair of vicissitudes of life and muddy eyes opened slowly, and there was an unconcealable viciousness and viciousness in his eyes.

"You even brought a helper?" The old man's cold eyes stared at Liu Cheng firmly, and said slowly, his breath was so long that he didn't feel as weak as he had imagined.

The short man suddenly widened his eyes, and tried to make himself look up at the old man on the chair, "You..."

He had just said this word, and suddenly he stopped again, a strange brilliance reflected in his eyes, and the next second it turned into fear.

"You unexpectedly..."

The voice stopped abruptly again, and the short man opened his mouth and stared, staring motionlessly at the old man on the armchair.

He remained lying on the ground, but his head was slightly raised.

Seeing the appearance of the short man, Liu Cheng couldn't help but feel a little inexplicable. He just faintly felt a cold back in his back, and he turned around subconsciously.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't look, even he himself was shocked when he saw it.

I saw the old man on the Grand Master’s chair, a pair of gray eyes staring at Liu Cheng, and the latter was facing those eyes, just as if a pair of sharp knives were facing his back, standing in place. Unspeakable uncomfortable all over.

"Old... old man, are you awake?" Liu Cheng paused, and said, he inexplicably felt that he had some difficulty breathing, and the whole room was unspeakably depressed.

The old man's originally limp limbs, at this moment, under Liu Cheng's shocked application, he moved slowly, and he tried to stand up by himself.

It was a bit difficult at first, but when he stood firm and stood there, his whole personality was different from top to bottom.

If the old man was originally like a wounded lion, then he is definitely a beast that can eat people.

There was a strange feeling in Liu Cheng's heart, the old man with wrinkled skin in front of him was faintly spreading an aura even more fierce than Huo Lie.

"Quick...Quick..." The short man was lying on the ground struggling, and kept reaching out to grab somewhere outside the door, but he couldn't grasp it, and didn't know what he was going to grab.

Liu Cheng was puzzled by what he meant, and tentatively asked, "What do you want!"

"Go... hurry..." The short man couldn't speak clearly anymore, as if something was stuck in his throat and his voice was vague.

"go!"

"fast!"

Liu Cheng's mind flashed like an electric flint, he looked at the short man on the ground again, this guy was reminding himself to go!

As soon as he reacted, a strong wind rang in his ears, and in the next second, a dry palm with bulging veins was already on his shoulder.

When Liu Cheng saw this, his shoulders and heads were like electric shocks, his body trembled, and he swept back hurriedly. At the same time, he shouted, his right hand stretched out, and a slender silver needle was immediately pierced out.

Qingtian Nine Needles is not only a unique technique in medicine, it is also an extremely clever technique to confront the enemy.

The silver needle pierced the old man's wrist silently, and the latter's body immediately paused.

Liu Cheng hurriedly shouted: "The old gentleman suddenly shot, is it a bit unkind?"

"Uh...find death!" The old man was expressionless and wrinkled, as if it was a dry yellow skin on his face, he suddenly reached out to grab Liu Cheng again.

With the tip of Liu Cheng’s ears, he just heard that the silver needle had fallen to the ground, and the old man’s big hand grabbed him again. He was startled and anxious, and hurriedly swept backwards, withdrawing seven or eight steps, but the old man still refused scratch.

The old man's feet were steady and fast, and he was totally different from the kind of candle in the wind just now, and the strength of his hands was not weak at all, even far better than ordinary peers.

"What the **** is going on with this old guy, how can he suddenly have such great strength!" Liu Cheng was shocked in his heart, and he retreated to the door.

"Quick...Go..." The short man was still struggling on the ground, the fear in his eyes was hard to conceal, but he was already very difficult to move at the moment, and it was extremely difficult to move a little.

At this time, the old man had already walked to the short man, "Rebel, die!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly lifted his palm and slapped the short man's forehead with a vicious palm.

Liu Cheng was shocked when he saw this, and regardless of the old man's special circumstances at the moment, he hurriedly shot, waving seven or eight silver needles out of the sky with a wave of his right hand.

The old man felt that the silver needle was so strong that he didn't dare to resist it, and hurriedly hid back, then temporarily let go of the short man lying on the ground.

"Boy, your skills are not small, say, who is your master?" The old man stared at Liu Cheng and asked coldly.

Hearing his voice, Liu Cheng was a little stiff, like a machine stuck, which was very weird. He did not answer the old man’s question, but instead asked: "Old gentleman, although your disciple did something wrong, the crime is not enough. Die! It would be too cruel to hurt the killer like this!"

"Cruel?" The old man smiled grimly. "These two beasts took advantage of my serious illness and wanted to take my baby. It's a pity that the old man was so skilled that they didn't succeed. If they changed their places, they might also treat the old man. Killer, hum, to blame, I can only blame even God for standing on my side!"

The old man spoke very slowly, almost jumping out word by word. It took more than a minute to finish speaking this long paragraph.

If he hadn't just stretched out his hand sternly, Liu Chengdu would have doubted whether this old man would have died just halfway through his speech.

"But old gentlemen, they are all like this now, why can't they sit down calmly and adjust their grievances back then," Liu Cheng continued, "Even if they were wrong, did the old gentlemen do everything right?"

As soon as the old man's eyes rolled, his face was dry and he could barely see his expression, except for the sharp sharpness in his eyes.

"This animal even told you what happened back then?" The old man changed his tone and asked rhetorically.

Liu Cheng nodded, "Yes, I have almost understood your grievances back then, which is right and wrong, I am not an outsider to say, but today's situation may not be the problem of your two apprentices!"

"Hahahaha," the old man laughed loudly, his laughter was extremely blunt, and he still felt like jumping out one by one. The atmosphere in the whole room looked weird under the old man's laughter.

Suddenly, Liu Cheng's body trembled, only feeling the temperature in the room drop sharply, and he subconsciously squeezed the two silver needles.

In the next second, only a sound of "簌" was heard, and something shot straight towards Liu Cheng. He waved his hand subconsciously, and the silver needle in his hand flew out.

At this moment, the short man lying on the ground suddenly shouted: "Little...heart!"

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