Super Great Fortune Teller

Xuanyi looked at Wang Qian in front of him and felt that he was not facing a person, but a judge. He was shocked. However, he still nodded and said, "I really want to."

Zhong kuijian didn't change at all. Wang Qian nodded and continued to walk towards the others.

When Wang Qian's Zhongkui sword was on Xuanshi's shoulder, Xuanshi said, "I will."

All of a sudden!

A sharp smile came from Zhong Kui's sword. There was a kid on the handle of Zhong Kui's sword, laughing wildly.

"You lied." Wang Qian took a cold look at Xuan Shi.

A terrible evil spirit suddenly burst out on Zhong Kui's sword.

Xuanshi was stirred into a blood mist by the evil spirit of Zhongkui's sword.

No matter Xuanyi or others, seeing Wang Qian's actions, they all took a breath.

They've never heard of this.

Wang Qian has no other way. If Xuanmen wants to develop step by step, it can't take shape without decades of effort.

Wang Qian taught these disciples Yin Yang Wuji skill. In the process of passing on the skill, Wang Qian only passed it on by word of mouth. Then, after making them swear not to pass it on to others, Wang Qian withdrew these disciples.

Qingzhou City.

In a hospital ward.

Han Feilin, with many tubes inserted in his body, was lying on the hospital bed, his face covered with purple.

In his side of Han Ping is an arm soft drop down, his arm has also been cast. In front of their beds sat a middle-aged man about 40 years old in a blue windbreaker.

"If the poor man in the village is not the one who is going to be rescued by fengshui, it's estimated that he is the one who is going to be rescued by Fengshui."

At this time, Han Feilin slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes can only open a gap, eyelid swelling, as if stung by bees in general.

"You Who is it? " Han Feilin asked feebly: "how can I be here?"

Hearing Han Feilin's words, Zhang Jiuling shook her head and said, "master Han, do you remember who I am?"

After that, Zhang Jiuling came to Han Feilin.

Han Feilin looked at Zhang Jiuling's face which was close at hand. He was stunned: "Zhang Jiuling, how do you know?"

"Master Han, have you really forgotten? How on earth are you hospitalized? "

When Han Feilin heard Zhang Jiuling's words, his face immediately showed the color of memory. However, when he remembered something, his face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or injured.

"Damn it! Those people, cough! " Han Feilin coughed again.

Zhang Jiuling went to Han Feilin, touched his chest and said, "master Han, this matter is over. In the future, you'd better not come to Qingzhou City. It belongs to the center of the South and the north. There are Fengshui masters from both the South and the north. Those people can't trust your Southern Feng Shui masters, and you don't have to blame yourself too much. "

Han Fei Lin took a long time to relax, then stared at Zhang Jiuling and said, "is that why I asked you to join the Southern Feng Shui Association, and you didn't join it?"

Han Feilin gave a bitter smile.

Zhang Jiuling nodded noncommittally and said, "almost. After all, I can't live without Qingzhou City."

"Can you lend me your phone?" Han Feilin looked at Zhang Jiuling and said.

Zhang Jiuling heard Han Feilin's words, but he didn't care and took out his mobile phone. Han Feilin immediately dialed Wang Qian. The phone didn't ring a few times, then a clear voice came: "hello."

Han Feilin tone difficult said: "Master Wang, we have an accident in Qingzhou City."

"What?" Wang Qian on the other end of the phone was stunned when he heard Han Feilin's words: "Qingzhou City? You wait for me. I'll be right there

After Wang Qian hung up the phone, he immediately asked the monk to drive, and they rushed to the airport.

Xuanyi and those Xuanmen disciples were arranged by Wang Qian to practice in biyuntian tourist village.

Along the way, the monk looked at Wang Qian's gloomy face and asked, "what's the matter, brother Qian?"

Wang Qian didn't speak. When the monk saw Wang Qian's gloomy face, he didn't ask any more questions. He drove quietly all the way until he got off the plane. Wang Qian's eyes were still cold.

Qingzhou City is located in the south of the Yellow River, at the junction of North and south.

This is a city with a population of one million.

The streets are as busy as Chuzhou.

Wang Qian and the monk took a taxi and rushed to the hospital in Qingzhou City. Seeing Han Feilin on the bed, Wang Qian asked with a trace of concern in his eyes: "old Han? What happened? Luo Yi, who hurt you so much? "

When Luo Yimen and Wang Qianran are mentioned, it's time for Taiyi to appear.When Han Feilin heard Wang Qian's words, he shook his head and said, "it's not taiyimen or daluomen."

Hearing Han Feilin's words, Wang Qian's face was puzzled: "isn't it Taiyi gate?"

At this time, a middle-aged man in a blue windbreaker came into the door. When he saw Wang Qian and the monk, his eyes showed a little surprise.

"Master Wang, sit down first." Han Feilin looked at Wang Qian and said.

Wang Qian nodded and sat on the sofa beside the hospital bed.

"This is Zhang Jiuling." Han Feilin introduced Wang Qian.

Wang Qian nodded to Zhang Jiuling.

After seeing Wang Qian, Zhang Jiuling asked with uncertainty: "is this Master Wang?"

Han Feilin nodded when he heard Zhang Jiuling's words: "yes, this is Wang Qian, the president of Feng Shui Association, Master Wang."

simultaneous interpreting "Master Wang is really as young as legend." Zhang Jiuling said with a smile to Wang Qian.

Wang Qian shook his head. Instead of being polite to Zhang Jiuling, he looked at Han Feilin and Han Ping and asked, "who hurt you?"

Han Feilin's face with a trace of bitterness, said: "it's a whole village of villagers."

"What? A whole village? " Wang Qian was confused when he heard Han Feilin's words.

"I said, Lao Han, did you lead Han Ping to the village to rob his daughter-in-law?" The monk said with a smile.

This guy can still be joking when Han Feilin and Han Ping are seriously injured.

When Han Feilin and Han Ping heard the monk's words, their faces also turned a little black.

"Forget it. I'll talk about it later. I'll treat master Han and Han Ping first." Wang Qian shook his head and said.

When Zhang Jiuling heard that Wang Qian wanted to heal his wounds, he showed a strange color.

"Monk, keep an eye on the door." Wang Qian said.

The monk nodded and then stood at the door.

Wang Qian took out the Jinyang pill liquid from his body, and then carefully applied it on Han Feilin and Han Ping's father and son. As soon as the Jinyang pill liquid was unscrewed, it sent out a refreshing fragrance.

After smelling the fragrance, Zhang Jiuling's face was full of shock: "is this the legendary Jinyang elixir?"