The Domain of God

Wu Feng hesitated, he felt that he could no longer stay.

No matter how rare this event was, he couldn't wait any longer.

He had to leave this place first. He could only hear everything from Zhu Xiong.

Wu Feng's mood dropped, he quickly turned and left, and after a long distance, he left the center plaza. Wu Feng once again raised his head and looked at the sky.

Wu Feng looked around, and finally decided to waste some time at a small vendor's stall.

This was a fortune-teller.

Wu Feng did not interact much with the fortune-teller, but last time, he did interact with a Half Immortal Shi.

BOOM!

Wu Feng took out a gold spindle and placed it on the stall in front of fortune-teller, "Since you have nothing to do, come at me with your divination."

This fortune-teller had an unsightly appearance. His hair was disheveled and his face covered in filth, and he looked even older. His body was hunched, and curled up like a shrimp.

fortune-teller raised his head with all his might and looked at Wu Feng, then shook his head, "Your divination is not counted."

Wu Feng was startled, then he laughed out loud, and then he squatted down, "Why are you not doing the calculation for me? You didn't give us enough money? "

fortune-teller's eyes that were clouded to the point that they almost lost all light flashed with a light, "You originally didn't believe in fate, so why do you need to count? If it was a letter, you wouldn't have appeared here. "

Wu Feng became even more curious, "What do you mean?"

The fortune-teller said in a low voice, "You have already calculated it, don't you think so?"

Wu Feng was startled, "You even know about this?"

"Hehe, if you don't know what's good for you, then don't do it yourself. It's a good idea to use this phrase here."

fortune-teller chuckled, "Go. I can't count your life."

However, Wu Feng still did not leave, and laughed: "Help me! I'll give it a try, if you agree to it, I'll add more money."

fortune-teller's tone was indifferent, "If I cared about the money, why would I stay here?"

Wu Feng was startled for a moment, and then said with a frown: "What will be the only way for you to help me calculate?"

The fortune-teller sighed, "If you want to catch a turtle in a jar, how are you going to escape?"

Wu Feng muttered: "Break this urn?"

The fortune-teller continued: "If this Weng Jian cannot be broken, what should we do?"

Wu Feng was startled, there was nothing he could do.

The fortune-teller asked again, "How is it?"

Wu Feng shook his head, "To catch a turtle in a jar, there must be someone guarding the exit. Unless, unless the guard has mine. "

fortune-teller nodded: "That's it. If someone is deliberately letting you go, you can leave. If no one lets you go, how can you leave? "

Wu Feng sat cross-legged, "Senior, you are indeed a wise man. Although you didn't point out anything to me, you have already pointed out my current predicament. "But I've already planned it out."

"Some methods will only put you in dire straits." The fortune-teller said directly.

Wu Feng frowned. He also felt that the thing that Monkey was about to do was unreliable, but he really had no other choice.

Wu Feng sighed, cupped his hands and said: "Senior, please teach me."

"Everything that has happened today is because you don't believe it. If you believed me, you would have long since retreated. Where did this tribulation come from? You could have left yesterday, but you didn't. At that time, the chance to leave would at least be fifty percent. But today, it would be twenty percent, and tomorrow, there wouldn't even be ten percent chance of leaving. "

The fortune-teller shook his head, "If we can escape this time, will you retreat?"

Wu Feng frowned and did not say a word.

He had various things on his body right now, and fortune-telling had always been mixed with a lot of speculations on psychology. Wu Feng was too smart, smart to the point where he would not casually trust others.

"The fortune-teller shook his head," Sure enough, you are a Flood Dragon of heaven, how can you endure loneliness? Even if it wasn't because of some concern for yourself, you would definitely have turned the world upside down. "

"Bones are the bones of dead men, while qi is the fumes of dead men."

"If I don't die within three years, I will definitely die and be reborn."

Wu Feng was shocked. What a terrifying fortune-teller.

His bones were indeed the bones of dead people. What he was angry about was corpse poison, and corpse poison was the qi of dead people, the foul qi!

Thinking about what Shi Half Immortal said, Wu Feng felt chills down his spine, "Are you saying that within three years, I will be in trouble?"

The fortune-teller slightly nodded his head, "However, fate will always change because of a small change. Even if it's a dead end, it might not necessarily be a dead end. "When that time comes, it's impossible to guard against it."

"This is a plot to end the heart, and cannot be broken!"

Wu Feng's face turned cold, "I hope Senior is not threatening me."

The fortune-teller sighed, "I already said, you don't believe me, but your life doesn't count. Now that I have said it, you have the words again. "

Wu Feng hesitated for a long time before saying: "What should I do?"

The fortune-teller said: "Retreat hastily, do not use the hidden dragon."

Hidden dragons are not allowed to be used. Hidden dragons are not allowed to be used!

Wu Feng clenched his fists, is this for real?

Was it a scam or did he really know his fate?

"However, right now, I have no way out. If I retreat, countless people will want to kill me, including my family and friends."

Wu Feng clenched his teeth, "I hope that senior can come up with a plan that can bring out the best in both worlds. No matter what the conditions are, I will agree to it.

The fortune-teller looked at Wu Feng for a while, until his eyeballs which could barely see the whites of his eyes turned into a vortex, and then said: "Now that I have thought of it, who is the person who would betray you the most?"

"No need to say it out loud."

Wu Feng raised his brows, the first person he could think of could only be Yin Jiuwu!

fortune-teller said again: "Remember, do not kill this person. Do not kill him under any circumstances. However, there is only one chance, and the chances of success are less than ten percent. "

"Remember, remember."

With that said, fortune-teller closed his eyes and did not say another word.

Wu Feng asked: "Why?"

However, the other party did not react at all. It was as if he was asleep. Wu Feng asked a few more times, but the other party still did not reply. Wu Feng was helpless, he could only put down another gold ingot.

"Junior will take his leave."

Wu Feng stood up and cupped his fists as he left, the fortune-teller still did not make a move.

Wu Feng sighed, he could only turn and leave, but deep in his heart, he remembered these words. Regardless if it was true or false, perhaps he needed to guard against it.

Because, this was not the first person.

Although Half Immortal Shi didn't say what would happen next, he did say something similar.

These people were all extraordinary individuals. Their methods were profound and unfathomable. It was difficult to say whether or not they had the ability.

"An urn?"

Wu Feng's figure quickly shuttled back and forth between the city walls.

"As expected!"

Not only was there someone following him, he could also sense the aura of experts from the city walls.

It was already impregnable outside. Anyone who was suspected of being in there would find it difficult to leave.

This had already formed an indestructible urn!

"As expected, this situation is difficult to overcome. It's even more troublesome than I thought."

Wu Feng frowned, a monkey's step, would only push this matter to the top of a mountain.

One mistake could cause this matter to go out of hand.

Because, only Wu Feng could cure the corpse poison.

The people of medicinal spirit valley were not stupid, they would not be unable to guess the relationship between the two of them.

"Sorry for the trouble."

Wu Feng frowned, then casually walked back.

As he passed by the booth of the fortune-teller again, he saw that the other party was still lying there quietly. Some didn't know, but some thought that the fortune-teller had already passed away.

Wu Feng looked around, but didn't discover anything.

It seemed like the other party had already distanced himself, and was no longer willing to come into contact with him.

Wu Feng rushed back to the tavern. The sky had already darkened, and he was walking around in the vicinity. It could be said that he had around half a day's worth of time.

Zhu Xiong was already present. His expression told Wu Feng that there wouldn't be any problems with this battle and he had already entered the final ranking.

"Sect Leader."

Zhu Xiong took out a piece of paper, "When I came back, I saw this piece of paper on the table. Take a look."

Wu Feng took it and looked at it, there were two words written on it, "Success."

Zhu Xiong once again said: "Sect Leader, what is the meaning of this? Or is it someone who put it in the wrong place? "

Wu Feng shook his head, "I'm fine."

This word must have been left behind by the monkey, which meant that he had already made his move on the young master of the medicinal spirit valley.

This matter was already at the tip of the iceberg. He had no choice but to make his move.

Zhu Xiong said again, "Tomorrow is the day after me, Dong Jiangquan and a disciple of the medicinal spirit valley. That is to say, after tomorrow, it will also be the end of everything."

Wu Feng nodded, he naturally understood.

Zhu Xiong continued: "If it's over, the prize will either be in Dong Jiangquan's hands, or mine. This time, he will not go all out. "

Wu Feng nodded his head again. Even if Dong Jiangquan did not use his full strength, it would still be no problem.

Zhu Xiong frowned: "How do you think we should leave tomorrow?"

Wu Feng muttered to himself, "Old method, at that time, don't be in such a hurry to leave. If the situation isn't good, then we'll stay in Barling City for eight or ten years, and even that will be with great fanfare. "