"Fortune calculations, no money is allowed~ one counts ten thousand gold, and then one or two~ ......"

On the street of Cannes, there was a handsome fortune teller, leaning against a pillar, shouting lazily. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that around him, there is a group of rich ladies...

They all stared at him with those peach-colored eyes, as if they were afraid that he would disappear.

At this time, he sat up slightly, and a rich lady exclaimed impatiently: "Sir! Give me the math! I haven't been able to sleep lately~ I've been thinking about someone in my heart! ”

After the rich lady finished speaking, she glanced at the ink dye shyly.

The other leaned against her, turned her to the side, and said to Mo Ran with loving eyes: "Sir! Calculate what's wrong with my dirty heart! Recently, I've been jumping very fast~"

"Sir!! Count my ......"

"Count my ......!! Sir~"

……

The people on both sides listened to it until it was as usual, because it had been happening for almost a week.

They went from being stunned at first, to being as normal as they are now.

Mo Ran stared at this group of rich ladies at the moment and said, "You are not my destined people, I don't count." ”

When he said it, he was as light as usual, and his eyes did not have a trace of waves.

It's just that the more he is like this, the group of rich ladies around him all raised their chests with their hands, and said with peach blossom infatuation in their eyes: "Wow~ so handsome!" ”

"No, I can't do it~ I'm about to faint!"

"I'm going to marry you! Mr! Giving birth to a big fat doll for you!! ”

……

Mo Dye has been very helpless by these rich ladies these days, but he doesn't want to ask for their souls.

Just because it is not good for his belief in him, he, Husheng, and Yin Dong, all three of them are above the gods.

For them, faith is even more needed, at the beginning he could ask for the souls of others without fear, that is with Husheng on the side, and now without Husheng, he must be restrained.

It's just that there was no human species at the beginning, but now there is a power of faith for all human beings, even more than the divine power of the three of them.

If one day people all over the world... All to the world... If there is no nostalgia, the divine power of the three of them will also decrease one after another.

Just because they are the embodiment of this world and must be responsible for this world.

Therefore, when he slaughters the wicked, those good human beings will still be grateful to him.

It's just that his temper is sometimes out of line, and if he really can't help it that day, he may slaughter the city...

But in the meantime, his divine power must be restored to its fullest, or it will make him even weaker.

To tell the truth, the three of them are really boring, as long as they ensure their own safety, as long as they prevent alien invasion.

The rest of the time is spent in boredom, because there are gods and immortals below them.

So they don't have to worry about this kind of thing.

At this moment, a man dressed in a blue costume and holding a sword slowly walked over.

He looked at the writing on the ink dye, and said with a mocking smile: "Yo! A thousand gold? Then you do the math for me, if it's not allowed, then my sword will be merciless! ”

After he finished speaking, he added his lips, which made people feel very bloodthirsty when they saw this.

When Mo Ran heard the prestige, he suddenly smiled slightly, and said, "Your Excellency is my destined person, what do you have to do?" ”

After hearing this, the man suddenly snorted, and scolded and said: "You are a stinky charlatan, you dare to be wild in front of the master, do you know what my identity is?" Cultivators! Ever heard of it? ”

After hearing this, Mo Ran smiled and said nothing, just pinched his fingers slightly, and then said: "Your Excellency is a person from the Wandering Gate?" ”

The man was stunned for a moment, but grinned again: "I didn't expect our Xiaoyaomen to be so famous, and now even these charlatans know about it!" Good! Then you're doing the math for me! When will I become an immortal? ”

Mo Ran smiled and said, "What's so difficult about becoming an immortal? I do know of a treasure place that may be of use to you cultivators~"

When the man heard that there was a treasure land, his hot eyes were immediately like substance, and he asked greedily: "I can tell you!" Those who cheat on me will not end well! If you delay your master's time, I will not only cut you into a stick, but also smear your limbs with honey! Let the ants devour you!! ”

Mo Ran smiled: "Your Excellency believes it or not, you can know with me~"

And the rich ladies around him seem to be normal, just because in addition to this person who is free from the door, there are five people like him who have come to find ink dyeing "fortune telling".

In the end, I saw Mo Dye go back alone, and a rich lady couldn't help but ask him that day.

And he only replied with a smile: "They have all become immortals~"

So whether it's a threat to Xiaoyaomen, whether they can become immortals or not, this group of rich ladies knows... Ink dyeing will be back.

So a rich lady said to him, "Sir! Come back early! Today my father wants to meet you! ~”

It's just that as soon as she spoke, the rich ladies around her began to quarrel again, and everyone said that they wanted to bring the ink dye home...

And the person who was free from the gate smiled coldly, just because he had regarded Mo Dye as a dead man at the moment, regardless of whether the treasure land he said existed or not.

He's going to kill the ink.

If there is no treasure land, he will kill him for fun, and if there is, then this "fortune teller" will not survive in any way.

Just because the treasures were discovered by chance, thousands of years ago, there was a disciple of a small sect who saved an old man who was bitten by a poisonous snake.

In order to repay him for saving his life, the old man told him a very magical place, and since then, he has used this treasure land to become a peerless powerhouse in the cultivation world.

So since then, there is a theory of cultivation experience, in fact, what is the theory of training, those who want to experience it, they all want to try their luck and see if they can also find some treasure land of cultivation.

The two walked one after the other to a barren forest outside Kangcheng, and the people from Xiaoyaomen frowned and asked, "Hey! Stinky liar! What about the treasure land? ”

Mo Ran smiled back and said: "You can come with me, since it is a place that can help you turn into an immortal, it is naturally a sparsely populated place!" ”

"Humph! Forgive me for not daring to lie to me! Let's go!! The man snorted coldly and said impatiently.

And the ink dye who walked in front smiled and did not speak.

At this time, he had already walked to the depths of the barren forest, and the person who was free from the gate finally felt that in addition to the slightest mistake, he was completely infected by the "treasure land" mentioned by the ink just now, and lost his mind.

He stopped slowly, slowly pulled out the cold sword in his hand, looked at the back of the ink stain coldly, and said in a cold voice: "There is no so-called treasure land at all, right?" Do you still want to rob me? ”

After hearing this, Mo Ran let out a "poof" sound and laughed, and then said, "Robbery? That's a pretty good word! But... I don't want to rob your things, but your soul. ”