I saw that the woman next to me seemed to be a little colder, and just said to herself that she was a bulli, so she kept a straight face and didn't speak, and looked at the two quietly. But it's ready to go!

Jiang Ming glanced back, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If the old gentleman can't say it accurately, he can't take my money for nothing." ”

The old man said happily: "It's not accurate, don't want money! Little brother can rest assured, rest assured." After speaking, he straightened his waist and stroked his white beard, looking upright.

Jiang Ming thought: Anyway, this old man can't run, but it depends on how long he can pretend, and he must teach such a skinless and faceless person a good lesson. Then he made a gesture to take out the silver taels from his bosom.

Suddenly, a scabbard struck between the two. The scabbard is slightly wider, and the blue and white are faintly flowing with cold light, which is extraordinary at first glance.

"I'll give it!" a Qianqian hand stretched out, and two taels of silver were in the palm. "If you don't explain it today, you're asking for your own hardship!"

Jiang Ming was also stunned, he didn't expect that the woman who had been suffering silently just now would have such a temper.

When the old man saw the money, his squinting eyes flashed, and he shook his head and said, "That's natural." As he spoke, he took it from the woman's hand and put it in his arms in one go.

The old man was overjoyed, but when he saw Jiang Ming and the woman with a flat face, he quickly cleared his throat and said, "Just now I looked at the little brother's palmistry, even the old man is amazed." As he spoke, he slowly stepped forward and pulled up Jiang Ming's palm and spread it out: "Texture is numerology, which contains the good luck and evil of a person's life, marriage, and fortune ......."

The old man was extremely serious, and said with his finger along one of Jiang Ming's palm prints: "This line extends smoothly, but it is suddenly turned, messy and scattered, it can be said that the little brother is fateful, weird and changeable." ”

Jiang Ming said: "How should that be?"

The fortune teller took Jiang Ming's palm, his face leaned a little closer, and said slowly: "Look, the subtleties are divided into two relatively thick ones, but the direction is one left and one right, which is the opposite." ”

"Little brother, one thought of heaven, one thought of hell. ”

Thinking of heaven and hell, these eight big characters The old man said quite deeply, and it also shook Jiang Ming's heart slightly. What is heaven and what is hell?

Looking at Jiang Ming's thoughtful face, the old man spoke again: "Look again, this other line is bifurcated and criss-crossed, but it is profound. The little brother's relationship is destined to be bumpy in the future, unforgettable, and entangled!"

I only heard the old man's voice: "Sad!" and sighed heavily, looking very worried.

Even if Jiang Ming didn't believe in his life, he only heard the old man in front of him keep saying bad things, his face was gloomy, and he said, "Does the old gentleman have a way to change his life?"

The old fortune teller was overjoyed, and his face regained its initial look, and he said heavily: "Naturally......, there is!"

"What's it?" Jiang Ming just wanted to speak, but was asked by the woman next to him.

The woman frowned slightly, as if she couldn't wait for the old man to unravel the answer.

The old man stroked his beard and said: "Human fate is destined, and it is really a move against the sky to change the life lightly!" Speaking of this, the old man said with a sad face: "However." Little brother, you and I have a deep fate, and the old man is willing to show you a clear way. Just ......"

"Hiss" faintly broke the sound of the sky. The old fortune teller suddenly opened his mouth and was dumbfounded.

The sword was put into the sheath, and half of the white beard slowly fell. Sword aura raged in the air. The bamboo pole in the old man's hand and the white flags on it turned into powder and flowed to the ground.

"Full of nonsense!" the woman snorted, but it was extremely beautiful. Not to mention the old man, even Jiang Ming was stunned, and only sighed What a fast sword!

The old fortune teller with his mouth open on the spot, his beard was cut off by Qi Shengsheng's waist, which looked very funny. After staying for a moment, he immediately knelt down and cried: "The fairy spares his life! I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, and I beg the fairy to raise his noble hand!"

The woman's face was expressionless, and she didn't accept the money, but said slowly: "Today is just a slight punishment." If you pretend to be a ghost again, I will meet ......"

The old fortune teller just wanted to cheat some money. Seeing that the woman was richly dressed and had an extraordinary bearing, I didn't know that it was the young talent of that family, and she wanted to extort a sum of money. Who knew that the other party could take his life when he raised his hand, and when he thought of the entanglement just now, he was naturally afraid for a while, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly promised: "Don't dare, I won't dare next time!"

The woman glanced at the old man lightly, ignored the two, and left.

Because the woman punished the old man, Jiang Ming couldn't help but have a little good impression of her in his heart. Looking at the distant shadow, I only felt that this was a strange person. It's cold and lonely.

The old fortune teller still didn't slow down, prostrate on the ground, and kept shouting: "The gods spare their lives...... Spare ......"

This embarrassed appearance is very far from the fairy wind dao bone at the beginning.

Jiang Ming looked at the old man's pitiful appearance, and suddenly he was not annoyed. Picking up the silver on the ground, he said, "I have already said that the old gentleman may not be able to accept my money for nothing." Although this money belongs to the girl, it can't be cheaper for you, so I'll take it for the time being. ”

I didn't expect the fortune teller to be so timid, and he was still lying on the ground and begging. Jiang Ming couldn't cry or laugh, there are really all kinds of people in the world!

This chain of events has been delayed for a long time. Jiang Ming thought of his master and mother, touched the prescription on his chest, and strode towards the pharmacy.

"I'm tired of the king's shopkeeper, help me catch the side medicine!" When he arrived at Yongchun Hall, Jiang Ming hurriedly took out the prescription and handed it to a middle-aged uncle who looked very friendly.

Whenever there was no medicine in the Heart Cultivation Palace, Chen Zhiyi would come to this pharmacy to grab medicine, and sometimes Jiang Ming and Li Mengru would follow. I also got to know the shopkeeper of this pharmacy king. The king's shopkeeper has been in Yonghe City for more than 20 years, and he is friendly and deeply loved by the people in the city.

Seeing Jiang Ming's panicked face, Shopkeeper Wang didn't dare to slack off, so he quickly took the prescription and looked at it seriously.

Jiang Ming saw that the shopkeeper Wang was so serious, and his heart was also extremely nervous, and he couldn't help but slow down his breathing and wait.

I saw that the king's shopkeeper's eyebrows gradually approached. After a long time, he raised his head and said, "But your master's old illness has flare-up? ”

Jiang Ming even flashed a trace of thought in his heart as if he had heard it wrong. Looking at the face of the king's shopkeeper, he realized that he had heard clearly, and that the thought was nothing but wishful thinking. He opened his mouth and said dumbly: "Yes, shopkeeper Wang, I have seen my master's illness this time, and it is much worse than usual." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly asked, "What can the shopkeeper do about it?"

At this time, Jiang Ming's heart was in a mess, and he forgot that this cold poison was difficult to remove, so he actually put all his hopes on the shopkeeper in front of him.

Looking at Jiang Ming's expectant look, Shopkeeper Wang put down the prescription in his hand and said slowly: "Your master's medicine has been taken from me for so many years, and I naturally know it in my heart, but this time I suddenly added a lot of medicine......

Speaking of this, the shopkeeper Wang sighed deeply and said, "Alas, although I have practiced medicine for decades, I have never seen the illness on your master's body. Even this prescription was written by your master, and we are ordinary people after all. I'm ashamed!", he beckoned to the apprentice in the shop to start grabbing the medicine.

Jiang Ming naturally understood that the cold poison on Li Changfeng's body was difficult to cure, but what could he do at this moment? Facing the doctor, there was a glimmer of hope...... It's just human nature.

Jiang Ming also knew that he was in a hurry, if the shopkeeper Wang had a way, why would the master have been tortured by this cold poison for more than ten years?

"Walk slowly~" the apprentice in the pharmacy shouted kindly.

Approaching noon, bustling streets. A thin teenager who lost his soul.

I just hope it's warmer......

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Above the Qi Peak, Lingyun Sword Pavilion.

The two white figures come and go, and their swordsmanship is fierce. It was Yu An and Lin Yi.

The two kept testing each other, looking for flaws.

Yu An handed out a sword, and Lin Yi dodged to avoid its edge. In an instant, the two fairy swords collided and were at a stalemate. Then, with all their efforts, both of them flew out upside down.

After landing on the ground, the Fenglin Immortal Sword in Yu An's hand rippled with crimson light, and the sword intent soared into the sky. With a sword slash, there was a faint sound of phoenix roaring, and the vigorous sword qi formed a faint red blood light, as if the air was burning, and it flew towards Lin Yi at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Lin Yi's wrist moved lightly, and the Luoyan Immortal Sword in his hand seemed to feel the master's state of mind. The brown glow, which had already dimmed a lot in the previous battle, was now bright.

Looking at the sword qi in front of him, Lin Yi pursed his lips tightly, and shook the sword vigorously, and three brown sword qi like wild goose feathers rushed towards the dark red blood light with a "whoosh".

Where the two-color sword qi impacted, the red light was like a broken bamboo, rushing through the two Yanling sword qi one after another. Lin Yi's face turned pale at this time, and he only felt that the hand holding the sword was trembling, staring ahead.

The dark red blood light collided with the last Yan Ling sword qi volley, and between the light curtains, the sword qi was staggered, and it was difficult to separate.

Seeing this, Yu An moved the fairy sword as he wished, and the red light of the two Yanling sword qi suddenly burst into blood, and the phoenix broke through the air. The sword qi was like a phoenix in Nirvana, driving the surrounding air, flickering with ancient flames, stabbing towards Lin Yi.

Lin Yi secretly complained in his heart: his senior brother really did it. His eyes were staring at the flaming phoenix that was close at hand, ah! With all his strength, he swung the Falling Goose Immortal Sword in his hand to block the invincible red light.

Between the lightning and flint, there was an imperceptible "dang", and the bloody phoenix just hit the sword body of the Luoyan Immortal Sword, but behind it was like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing.

Lin Yi, who had no blood on his face, sat down on the ground with weak legs, panting heavily. I was just about to relax, glad that I was safe and sound, but suddenly the corner of my eye flashed.

A white shadow swept through the air. In the blink of an eye, the Fenglin Immortal Sword was aimed at Lin Yi's neck.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly. The chill hits!

After a long while, Lin Yi regained his strength, opened the sword around his neck with one hand, and said in a stupid voice: "Senior brother, I was almost killed by you." ”

Yu An looked serious, and regardless of Lin Yi's hand that removed the sword, he still pointed directly at Lin Yi, and said flatly: "You are dead." ”

Lin Yi said impatiently: "Yes, yes, thanks to the mercy of Senior Brother's subordinates." As he spoke, he jumped up, patted his buttocks with both hands, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, your swordsmanship has improved a lot, hehe." ”

Yu An slowly put away the Fenglin Immortal Sword, and said with a straight face: "I will be merciful to your subordinates, but others will not." Today, if you are a ruthless person of the Demon Sect, I am afraid that you are already a corpse. ”

Lin Yi smacked his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Senior brother, what kind of corpse is not a corpse, how unlucky!" Then he followed with a smile and said: "Isn't there a senior brother here, it must be fine!"

On the top of the mountain, clouds and mist shrouded it.

As far as the eye can see, it is the northwest land, with poor mountains and bad waters. Lingyun Sword Pavilion, standing at the threshold of danger, guarding the demons of the border wilderness!