"How do you say for sure?"

Lin Xiangchen didn't refute her words, he just asked according to her meaning, and the expression on his face didn't change much, so that Luo Hua couldn't see anything from his face.

"I am a nine-life cat, my sense of smell is naturally more sensitive than that of ordinary immortals, I have been with Wang for a long time, and I am naturally very familiar with it, what I just smelled is not the smell of Wang at all!"

When Luo Hua said this, her emotions became excited again, her eyes and nose were red, and there were tears, and Lin Xiangchen couldn't tell whether she was acting or not for a while.

"So, where is Sikong Yang now?"

Luo Hua was a little confused by his ambiguous attitude three or four times, and thought in her heart that the two of them were rivals in love in Hanging Sky Valley, and she didn't know what was going on now, whether she wanted to tell Lin Xiangchen about Sikong Yang's whereabouts.

But Lin Xiangchen should have also asked Sikong Yang about the whereabouts of Tangtai Xia, so she didn't ask about his whereabouts for Sikong Yang, so she stopped her tears and said in a muffled voice: "Wang is naturally waiting in Wanxiang City to remove the mark for Tangtai Xia. ”

Her rhetoric was not inconsistent, and she always insisted that Sikong Yang was in Wanxiang City, and Lin Xiangchen was a little impatient.

"He's not here, you can find out, why should I say a word full of loopholes waiting for you to debunk me!" Luo Hua raised her eyes and glanced at Lin Xiangchen's expression, feeling that he should still not believe herself, so she hurriedly added two sentences.

"How do I know if you've set a trap in Wanxiang City waiting for me to jump?" Lin Xiangchen's gloomy eyes looked at her, and the Danfeng eyes that had no expression in the past were even more cold, which made Luo Hua feel frightened.

"You are now a hot big man in the Xuan Demon Continent, if something happens to you, even the Kunlun faction will not let me go easily, not to mention that you still brought me in in front of so many people today, and many eyes are looking at it." Luo Hua smiled bitterly.

After she said this, it was as if she had unloaded all her strength, and she lay on the ground at the angle of the binding, her white face against the ground, and her tears flowed down in strings, forming a small puddle on the ground.

"I don't really care where Sikong Yang is, if that person is not, then I have to worry about it more, don't worry, I won't go to Sikong Yang."

Seeing that she had given up struggling to distinguish, Lin Xiangchen picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup, and said slowly.

Luo Hua listened, but ignored him.

"Then let me ask you again, are you in the same group as the people who kidnapped Taixia?" Lin Xiangchen saw that she didn't answer, so he asked again.

"You're right! We're in this group! I'll break you up, and he'll look for an opportunity to kidnap her, and that's our plan! Satisfied? Luo Hua suddenly became angry, and said a lot of things without saying anything.

"And what are you going to kidnap her for?" Lin Xiangchen was not infected by Luo Hua's emotions, and still asked very calmly.

Luo Hua laughed angrily at his attitude again, she slowed down her speech, and said slowly: "I told you as early as in Hanging Sky Valley, Tangtai Xia is a top-level furnace ding physique, although it has no effect on our demon clan, but some immortals need this physique, guess what, what did we tie her up for?" ”

Lin Xiangchen rushed to Luo Hua, his face was cold, and he pinched her slender neck with one hand, exposing the green tendons on his hands.

"You dare!"

Luo Hua was deprived of her breath, and still had to stubbornly finish: "Lin Xiangchen, you can't protect her at all, what's more, are you really pure and don't lust for her body?" ”

The protagonist of the conversation between the two, Tan Taixia was still sitting opposite Lang Xing with a tangled face, a little tempted and a little scared by his suggestion.

"I'm mortal, I don't have a few years to live." She didn't hide anything, and told Lang Xing the reason for her consideration.

Lang Xing said in a word: "According to your physique, it is not easy to cultivate, you can't see it now, but I can tell you that Ye Zhao is the realm of the Great Perfection of Yuan Ying." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough—" Taixia choked on himself by his undisguised words, coughing and his face flushed, and he didn't know if he was angry or shy.

"What are you talking about?!" She quickly took the kettle and poured a glass of water to suppress the shock, the blush on her face faded a little, and she still looked delicate.

However, in the whole room, only Lang Xing could see her coquettish appearance, and he was unwavering in his beauty, both in appearance and in speech and demeanor, and he looked like a ruthless cultivator.

"You might as well think about it, after all, you want to marry Ye Zhao, it is for the sake of the common people in the world, and you should also work with him to seek the well-being of the general public."

Lang Xing's big hat was buttoned down, and Tai Xia couldn't refute it for a while.

Not to mention that the two of them dare to have such ambitions single-handedly, ordinary people are still struggling for food and clothing for three meals a day, if they are richer, they want to get more wealth, where will they think of others, let alone the world.

Whether they really think about it or do it, just being able to talk about it all the time is already different from others, not to mention that the two of them are not empty words.

He was somewhat convinced of their ambitions.

"Don't talk about that. I think about it, I want to learn divination from you. She suddenly made up her mind, and looked at Lang Xing with a pair of sparkling apricot eyes, which were full of determination.

Lang Xing was a little surprised, he raised his eyes to look at Taixia, there was no light in his dark eyes, and he asked in a vague voice: "Have you really thought about it?" ”

Taixia nodded heavily, and the golden step on his head also shook: "I think about it, I want to learn." ”

He smiled, his pale lips curled up in a pleasant arc, and he said unhurriedly: "It's not that you can get started if you want to learn, we have a divination class, and we pay attention to the word fate." ”

Tantai Xia also grinned with his smile, "I think it should be fate." ”

"But we have a conventional rule for divination, and over there, the diviner is not counted as himself, nor is he counted as his parents."

Tan Taixia really didn't expect her to talk to Lang Xing for a long time, and he actually revealed her true thoughts at a glance, but she was not panicked.

She doesn't need to calculate herself, she just calculates Ye Zhao's future, Lin Xiangchen's future, or Sikong Yang's future, she will always be able to see her own shadow, if these three people don't have their own future......

Then she will die one day after becoming a queen, and this tiger and wolf den needs to escape as soon as possible.

"I know your intentions, but I have to break your illusions, the future, once discovered, cannot be changed."

His words were the most ruthless, and Taixia suddenly turned white.

"So, do you still want to learn?" Lang Xing didn't rush to ask for her answer, he lowered his head and picked up the brush and continued to copy the notebook.

Tantai Xia has not been a life-believing child since she was a child, but also a life-believing child, she will be unbearable to fight against the fate given, and will indulge in the gift of fate, but no matter which one it is, she wants to live.

If she learns this divination arithmetic with Lang Xing today, her future will be clearer, so wouldn't she be the same as the days before Jilu, pinching her fingers and counting her death that day?

"I want to learn."

It's better than dying in vain one day, and Taixia flashed this belief and insisted on his original decision.

"Okay, I'll teach you." Lang Xing was also a little happy, with a happy look on his eyebrows.

Seeing him take out a few books from the storage ring and put them on the table in front of her, Taixia said with a faint expression: "You read these books first, and then ask me if you don't understand something." ”

There were four or five books on the table, and Taixia picked up the top one with some curiosity, the books were a little old, and they looked like they were often flipped, she turned the first page and read them with curiosity.

Lang Xing stood aside, staring at her every move, his face accidentally showed a trace of nervousness, watching her open the book cover, her hands involuntarily clenched her clothes, and her breathing was a little shorter.

She didn't spare any energy for Lang Xing on the side, she read the first page and thought it was very interesting, so she turned the second page and read it with relish.

As everyone knows, her action of turning the second page made Lang Xing breathe a sigh of relief.

He finally found the descendant of the fortune gate, and finally this vein was not lost in his hands.

It turns out that this book is a treasure crafted by the ancestors of divination, which is not only a unique secret book that has never been passed on to the divination sect, but also a magic weapon to detect whether it is related to divination or not.

If you have no fate, you can only open the page and see a blank space, and you can't see anything.

Lang Xing had been shuttling through the Xuan Demon Continent with these books for many years, and this was the first time he had seen someone see the handwriting on them.

He tried his best to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, not wanting to disturb Taixia's concentration at the moment, and silently recited the heart purification formula, and he was finally able to stabilize his emotions.

After all, you have to comprehend and understand by yourself, Lang Xing knew this, and did not deliberately stay by her side, and walked back to the desk, his arm trembled slightly and began to copy, but his hand was too shaky, one was not well controlled, and the big ink dots smeared the paper, and Lang Xing wrote the words in the morning.

He didn't feel sorry for it, his bloodless fingers twisted up the paper, threw it aside in a ball, and laid out a piece of paper again, calmed down, and continued to write.

When she read the book, she saw that at noon, there were several sounds in her stomach, all of which she ignored.

As an immortal, Lang Xing naturally had already opened the valley, and in the room where the two of them could clearly smell a needle, no one remembered that as a mortal, Tangtai Xia needed to eat.

Until the arrival of Yoshi.

Before the others could enter, the voice came happily: "I came to the Great Sacrifice here today because I have good news to inform the High Sacrifice." ”

Hearing this, Yutai Xia raised his head, and there was a trace of curiosity in his heart.

"What's the good news?" She asked.

Ye Zhao saw her at this time, and his face suddenly became gloomy.