Super Great Fortune Teller

The second dream trembles, she is not afraid of death, but at the thought of her worthless death here, not only sorry for herself, but also sorry for her father.

"Good! If you want me, I can marry you! " The second dream sighs.

"What are you talking about, miss?"

"Miss, I can't!"

Bai Changlao and elder Qin immediately retorted.

The second dream showed a cool smile and said, "anyway, for you, I'm just a chip. What's the difference between marrying someone from Luofu cave or this guy?"

Bai Changlao and elder Qin stopped talking.

Second dream looked at Wang Qian seriously and said, "I promise you that I can be your wife..."

As soon as cui'er heard this, her tears fell down. She seemed to feel that her young lady had been wronged.

Wang Qian felt like a villain who forced the good into prostitution. He frowned and said, "Miss second dream, you are too confident. Did I tell you that I want you to be my wife?"

"I tell you, I have many wives. Now you can only be a lover of mine. Forget it, I don't need a lover. Alas, you're too old for me."

Voice down, the presence of a number of elders are a Leng.

Is that what Wang Qian said?

Bai Changlao and Qin Changlao seem to have heard the most incredible thing in the world.

They even forgot the approaching black fog in the corridor.

The second dream is the most beautiful one, and it's also a rare dream.

This kind of physique can be met but not sought by practitioners. There may not be two for tens of thousands of years.

The second dream was choked by Wang Qian's words.

She is the proud woman of heaven. Unexpectedly, someone said that she was not worthy to be his lover.

"You! How dare you? " The second dream pointed at Wang Qian, and his body was shaking.

"Wang Da Chui!"

However, Wang Qian took out his own bloody compass at this time.

The hands of the compass turned slightly.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on Wang Qian.

Wang Qian took a few steps on the floor tile with a compass, and saw that the black fog was getting closer and closer. Wang Qianyi was calm and relaxed, which made Jiang Ping and Chen Fan feel strange.

"This kind of black fog is called Jiuyou Ember. It's said that it's a kind of fog from the hell."

"This tomb is tens of thousands of meters under the sea. The distance between the sea eye and the nether world is just a line." Speaking of this, Wang Qian walked to the front of the black fog.

The black fog was less than a fist away from Wang Qian.

As long as the black fog turned over, it was enough to engulf Wang Qian.

When they saw Wang Qian's action, they were stunned.

Even elder Bai, who thinks highly of himself, was shocked by Wang Qian's action.

Everyone didn't expect that Wang Qian was so calm and didn't seem to pay attention to his life at all.

Jiang Ping said, "Wang Da Master, what is this black fog? "

"Can you stay away? How come I haven't heard of Jiuyou ember... "

Wang Qian glanced back at Jiang Ping and said, "what can you know?"

"In your eyes, only those genius treasures are good things."

"Of course you didn't study this kind of thing, which is extremely Yin and evil in the world."

In fact, Wang Qian is also a crazy Taoist. He once mentioned something like Jiuyou Ember. He thought it would not appear on the earth, but he didn't expect it to appear in front of his eyes.

"However, it's just a strange ghost. Is it the ember of Jiuyou? Why haven't I heard of such a thing? "

"Boy, don't just make up a name and talk nonsense there. Take us out as soon as possible. I can spare your life." White long old cold hum a say.

The second dream hears this, the heart secret way is not good.

Sure enough, Wang Qian stepped back after hearing this, leaned against the wall and said, "there are still 10 seconds left."

"Old man, apologize to me right away, or we'll all die here together." Wang Qian looks at Bai Changlao with a smile.

"You

Bai Changlao's eyes were cold.

Wang Qian gently counted: "ten."

A lot of people can feel that the cold and overcast smell coming from the black fog is getting closer and closer.

Hearing that Wang Qian began to count down, everyone looked at him strangely.

Wang Qian smiles and looks at Bai Changlao.

This old man repeatedly provoked himself. Do you really think Master Wang is a soft persimmon? Even clay figurines have three characteristics of soil.

"Seven, you have seven more minutes to apologize." Wang Qian said lightly.When speaking, the black fog was less than 10 meters away from the crowd.

Even elder Bai didn't dare to fight any more. One of them was not very good. The speed of the black fog was faster. He had to die here next second.

At this time, cui'er is about to cry.

"Elder Bai, you'd better apologize to him. I know him best. I'll never stop until I reach my goal..."

"Yes, Lao Bai, apologize to him quickly. This kind of person is a madman. Why should we bother with him?"

Elder Qin is also a consolation.

Wang Qian smile, in the face of more and more close to the black fog, did not care.

A group of practitioners are already in a group.

"Three." Wang Qian's voice was like a ghost.

Another elder was swallowed up by the black fog.

The second dream looked at Bai Changlao in despair.

"I'm sorry, I'm wrong."

At the last moment, the string in Bai Changlao's heart finally broke.

Wang Qian outlined a smile: "elder Bai, your apology is not sincere at all. It's really disappointing. If this is your way of apology, I won't accept it."

Wang Qian leaned against the wall and looked like a fool.

"You

Elder Bai's face turned purple when he heard this.

He wanted to fight with Wang Qian immediately.

Elder Qin was the first time to bend down and say, "I'm sorry."

It's getting dark.

Bai Changlao bit his teeth and then bowed.

"I'm sorry, I'm wrong I shouldn't have offended you... "

Jiang Ping and Chen Fan feel that destruction is coming.

How many people have turned over their bodies for fear of getting into the black fog, but now Wang Qian is still there worrying about others' attitude of apology?

This makes Jiang Ping and Chen Fan want to strangle Wang Qian immediately.

Wang Qian chuckled and said, "it's almost the same."

"Lao Bai, you are so sincere. We have been out for a long time. Why should we die again?"

Wang Qian gave a faint smile, then stepped on the floor tile directly.

Click! There was a light sound at the foot of the crowd.

As soon as the crowd fell, the black fog engulfed the corridor.

Everyone fell into a dark space.

In the moment when Wang Qian came down, he had already propped up all his defenses, and the golden brilliance lit up the scenery around him.

Wang Qian is also afraid of other people's sneak attack. Just now, Master Wang has offended others, and he still has a lot of pressure in his heart.