"This little girl, I see that your Yin Tang is black!

Green Yi was walking happily with two sugar gourds, and suddenly an old voice came from the side, and his tone was very serious. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The green clothes followed the prestige, and a short and thin old man with white hair and a very fairy style was looking at him with a serious face.

Wearing a purple and gold crown, wearing a gossip robe, fat socks and cloud shoes, carrying an ancient sword wrapped in cloth, holding a plain silk whisk in one hand, and a white cloth banner in the other, there are seven big characters on it: Happy to know the destiny of heaven, so don't worry.

This Taoist priest's dress is particularly abrupt in the place where the demon clan is entrenched, just look at the pair of antlers born on the back of this Taoist priest's head......

It turned out to be a demon.

"Old man, do you call me?" Green Yi looked left and right, and found that he was the only one who matched the three words "little girl", and suddenly asked with some curiosity.

"Yes, little girl. The demon Dao stroked his beard and said seriously, "You have a bloody disaster!"

......

When Qi Ming finally squeezed through the bustling crowd, he finally saw the green clothes who were talking to a demon not far away.

How do you walk on this street like crowding the subway in your previous life......

Qi Ming was secretly complaining in his heart, seeing that the old demon opposite her was dressed as a charlatan, Qi Ming was worried that the little girl would be deceived, so he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and walked quickly towards the green clothes.

Faintly, he also heard the conversation of an old man and a young person, but the people on the street were buzzing, and he couldn't really hear it.

"Little girl, the old Taoist looks at your face, you are a person who yearns for an unrestrained life, but in reality, there are many rules and regulations that restrain you everywhere, and you are very distressed about it, but there is no effective way to solve it......"

"You are innocent and kind, and you treat people sincerely, but sometimes you have to protect yourself by disguise......"

"You're a sane person, but you lose your mind when you encounter something that you really hate......"

Damn, isn't this all nonsense......

Qi Ming's cheeks twitched, and sure enough, charlatans are everywhere, and they are not a racial talent exclusive to the human race......

But seeing that the demon Dao was boastful, his mouth was like a river, and in a blink of an eye, he listed seven or eight character analyses that were sharp and precise in the eyes of the green clothes.

After a flicker, the green clothes sometimes fell into contemplation, and sometimes suddenly realized...... looked at Lao Dao with burning eyes, and looked adoring.

"Little girl, you are a blessed man!" the demon said as if summing up, and suddenly the words turned, shaking his head and sighing, with a look of pity, "It's a pity!"

Green Yi had already heard this, and when he saw this old man with antlers suddenly looking at himself and sighing, he was dumbfounded, and asked anxiously: "What's a pity?

"It's a pity, little girl, although you are blessed, you are short of breath!" The demon Dao looked left and right like a thief, lowered his voice, and said nervously, "Old Daoist, your Yin Hall is black, and there is a faint blood entangled in your luck canopy, which is a big disadvantage to you!"

"Ahh

"Hey......" Demon Dao let out a long sigh, looking helpless, and shook his head heavily.

Before he could speak further, someone suddenly squeezed out of the way, blocking him and the green clothes.

Old Dao Deng's heart was slightly angry, and before he could see the appearance of the person who came, the other party opened his mouth one step ahead of him, and his tone was full of banter.

"What else can I do? First of all, I can't help the old way, you beg him again, and he said that the law is not nothing, but the price is too great, how many years of life will be consumed by luck and disaster, and his appetite is smaller, he said that in three years, I am afraid that your pocket money for satisfying hunger will be gone. He said that in three hundred years, it would be enough to sell you for a fraction. ”

Qi Ming turned his back to Lao Dao, hugged his arms and sneered, raised his hand and flicked the green clothes and burst: "You girl, if you run around again, you are still stupid and happy to count the money for someone who is sold." ”

Green Yi covered his forehead with a look of grievance, but he didn't know who to believe, and glanced back and forth at Qi Ming and Lao Dao at a loss.

After teaching the green clothes, Qi Ming turned around, looked at the suddenly stunned old Dao with a rather unswerving expression, and reprimanded with a dissatisfied face: "You charlatan, you dare to stand here stupidly after I have exposed the trick, why don't you get out of here?"

The demon Dao was stunned for a long time, and suddenly grabbed Qi Ming's arm and shouted, "Little brother, you ......"

Qi Ming suddenly frowned, trying to break open his arm, but unexpectedly, a strange force from this demon path came out of nowhere, and it actually clamped Qi Ming's arm to death, as if he was afraid that Qi Ming would escape.

Qi Ming had the intention to use his spiritual power, but he was afraid that the momentum here would cause unnecessary trouble, so he had to frown and look at the demon road.

"Little brother, you ...... There's a bloody plague!"

Lao Dao looked at Qi Ming with a trembling voice, as if he had seen something terrible.

A breeze blew, and his snow-white beard and eyebrows trembled three times in the wind.

......

"Green, look. Qi Ming suddenly turned his head and looked at the ignorant little Lori behind him very seriously, "This kind of charlatan is almost the same routine, and when you come up, you will say that your Yintang is black and has a bloody disaster, and no matter how bad it is, everything will not go well...... If you encounter them in the future, just ignore them. ”

Green-clothed nodded stunned.

Lao Dao suddenly became anxious, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but increase a little, and he once again aggravated his tone: "Lao Dao is telling the truth, you really have a bloody disaster!"

"Come on, charlatan, in the novels on TV, my brother has seen a lot. Qi Ming said impatiently, "Let go, if you don't let go, I'll call Tianluowei." ”

Tian Luowei is one of the private armed forces of the Evil Spider Queen, and it is also the regular army of the Evil Spider Queen's territory.

Due to the special composition of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, each big and small demon king is similar to the existence of princes, and they are subordinate to the lord of the country, but they all maintain autonomy. Although the armies under the command of the demon kings are state-based, they are only under the jurisdiction of their respective demon kings.

If the dragons of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom are leaderless, such an establishment will probably turn into a plate of scattered sand in an instant, attacking and fighting with each other...... In fact, before the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, this was indeed the case.

It's just that the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, there is the Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom who swept this domain in the front, and the Ten Thousand Demon Queen who subdues the kings, the supreme ruler is strong enough, even if the army of the demon clan dies batch after batch, the king is still the king, and his status is unshakable.

As long as the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons does not fall, it is impossible for the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom to be shaken from within, in comparison, what army ...... It's all a trivial matter, just a tool to help the rulers maintain the security and management of the territory, and if they are not really elite, they can't have much impact on the superiors at all.

But if it's used against the civilian population...... That couldn't be more practical.

Sure enough, as soon as Qi Ming mentioned the word "Tianluowei", this old Taoist suddenly showed a look of jealousy, and he didn't feel relieved of his strength in his hands.

Qi Ming took the opportunity to withdraw his arm, didn't want to look at this old way, turned around and took the little hand in green and left.

Lao Dao stopped in place, his hands trembled a little, looking at the back of the green clothes who were reluctantly led away by Qi Ming, the corners of his mouth twitched for a moment, and finally sighed and put down his hands helplessly.

After a while, Lao Dao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly stopped a passing melon-eating crowd next to him, with a very serious expression.

"Sir, you have a bloody plague!"

The people who ate melons were stunned for a moment, and before he could have any psychological activities, Lao Dao had already begun to explain to him his life, birth date and physiognomy endlessly.

As he spoke, Lao Dao unconsciously turned his head and glanced in the direction where Qi Ming and the green clothes had disappeared, and countless colorful points of light were reflected in his somewhat cloudy eyes, corresponding to the pedestrians on the street one by one.

Among them, white, gray, gray-white light spots are the majority, and occasionally you can see a few blue and yellow light spots, and their corresponding people are all dressed in fine clothes, and you can know that their identity is noble at a glance.

The Zhu harem in the distance is even more purple and blue, which is extremely noble.

The restrained divine light in the eyes of this old Taoist, but the people eating melons on the opposite side did not see it, and it was the legendary Wangqi Eye, the authentic Taoist Wangqi technique.

But seeing the colorful heaven and earth in the eyes of Lao Dao, especially one point of light is the most eye-catching.

It was the divine light above Qi Ming's head, full of blood and qi, entangled with his luck, indistinguishable from each other, and he couldn't see the original color.

The boiling blood qi was tumbling endlessly, and there was even a tendency to disperse, and in the eyes of the old man, there were even a few wisps of blood qi along an invisible line, slowly crawling towards the green clothes next to him.

And the purple and cyan luck on the top of the green clothes' head, which was originally extremely noble, quietly stained with a trace of blood at some point, lingered like a bone appendage.