"Old man, how's it going?"

The hands in the sleeves were slightly clenched into fists, and they were oozing sweat.

Obviously, at this moment, she was nervous.

If the old man said that she was a lonely soul, would he frighten Ze'er and Da Mao?

The old man popped out one of the three copper coins in front of him and threw it in front of Qiu Yue.

"The old man can't figure it out."

Huh?

Such a result?

Qiu Yue was surprised, could it be because she was not from this world, so she couldn't figure it out?

"There are high-ranking people around the girl who cover everything, and no one can calculate your fate."

These words shocked the three of them.

This old man is so full of words, in this world, no one can calculate her life?

As for who will be the master next to Qiu Yue?

Could it be Suzi?

Covering everything, this is not something ordinary people can do, Qiu Yue really can't believe that Master will be so rebellious.

But if it weren't for Master, who would it be?

It's a brain-consuming question, and Qiu Yue hasn't figured out an answer, so she doesn't plan to think about it.

Anyway, she doesn't believe in fate, the future is full of uncertainties, what will happen in the future, who can say for sure.

It was Da Mao's turn, and with just a glance, the old man pushed the paper with Da Mao's name back to Da Mao's side.

"This is your current name, your old man in the past can't see it, now that you've come over, don't miss it again, your future old man can't figure it out."

This sentence has a deep meaning, Da Mao Nirvana is considered to be reborn, but what does that sentence mean not to miss again?

The big hairy eyes are deep with colors that others can't understand.

Fleeting.

In an instant, it was like reversing the long river of time and returning to a certain era.

The roaring killing intent and battle intent made people feel worried.

The three copper plates all returned to their respective fronts, and in the old man's opinion, he couldn't calculate it, so he naturally didn't take a penny.

"For so many years, this is the second time that the old man has not been able to see through a person's fate."

His eyes were deep, as if he had gone back in time through a time tunnel, and there was confusion in his eyes.

After saying this, the old man's body glowed, just like the fake Qiu Ze and fake Da Mao he met before.

"You will be the ones who will influence the future pattern, and this world will be, will be, will ......"

Roar!

At the end of the road of ten thousand tribulations, an earth-shattering roar drowned out the old man's words.

The light was blinding, and the roar was extinguished.

Qiu Yue, Qiu Ze, and Da Mao didn't hear the words clearly, as if they were deliberately arranged by fate.

They only heard the first half, and the second half disappeared with the sudden roar.

What will the world look like?

At that last moment, what did the old man want to convey to them?

Was that sudden roar really just a coincidence?

A palm-sized, white as jade-clear turtle shell lay quietly on the chair.

This turtle shell is very similar to the one in Zhang Sanfeng's hand, it is used for divination, but it is higher than his grade.

Was that old man made from this turtle shell?

If it weren't for the fact that the tables and chairs in front of them still existed, they would have thought that they were dazzled.

The three of them got up, and Qiu Yue picked up this turtle shell, which had nine lines on it, and it was said that each pattern represented 10,000 years, and these nine lines were 90,000 years.

After taking a deep look at the turtle shell, the three of them continued to move forward without looking back.

The moment they turned around, the tables and chairs were gone.

What the world will hold in the future, who knows?

Since they didn't know from the old man's mouth, they would create a good future for themselves.