First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1552: The sloppy old way of fortune telling

Before, Su Yi had been looking at the sloppy old man who was a fortune teller.

When I heard Qingwei's voice transmission, I couldn't help but startled.

Chongqi.

A true immortal in the imaginary realm of demon Taoism, who wants to form a Taoist companion with Qingwei, who is at the level of Xianjun, can be called a daring person.

Su Yi looked at this person for a moment, and understood.

This heavy unicorn has a very obscure and heavy aura on its body. Not surprisingly, it should be the aura of the Qilin bloodline!

The unicorn, an ancient and powerful innate divine beast.

The unicorn, male.

Lin, female.

However, the bloodline power on this Chongqi is obviously impure, revealing a strange and mixed aura.

There is no doubt that this person is not a descendant of pure-blooded unicorns, otherwise, his bloodline power would not be so mixed.

Su Yi made a judgment, "This fellow wants to become a Taoist partner with Qingwei, I am afraid it is not just lustful!"

"There is no good or bad, only people call themselves, you don't believe it, why do you still slander the old man?"

Behind the fortune-telling booth, the sloppy old man sighed, looking very aggrieved.

"Defamation? Believe it or not, I will kill you old liar now?"

The hair is tied into a crown, and the heavy unicorn wearing a jade robe flickered between the brows, and suddenly raised his hand.

At this time, a thin middle-aged man beside him whispered: "Holy Son, Xianjun Qingwei is here."

Chongqi was startled, then turned his head and saw a familiar figure standing in the distance.

Even with the bamboo hat, the peerless demeanor still makes Chongqi's eyes shine.

"Luck this time you old liar!"

Chongqi snorted coldly, then turned around and walked towards Qingwei.

There was a smile on the handsome face, and he said: "Miss Qingwei, we meet again! Could this be the fate that has been destined in the dark?"

He wears a jade robe and has a tall figure. He is indeed very handsome and outstanding.

But Qingwei's pair of eyes hidden under the brim of her hat showed disgust.

She said coldly: "Whether it's my cultivation base or my identity, you should call me a senior. If you violate the rules, it will only show that you don't understand etiquette."

Chongqi was stunned for a while, then he couldn't help laughing, and said, "We'll be a family from now on, we don't care about the etiquette and rules!"

Speaking, he glanced at Su Yi next to Qingwei and said, "Who is this?"

Without waiting for Qingwei's answer, he smiled: "Let me guess, it must be the minion walking by Miss Qingwei's side, right?"

Minions?

Su Yi raised his brows slightly, and at a glance, it was obvious that Chongqi did it on purpose!

I don't care who I am at all, just put on the hat of a "minion" and humiliate it.

From this, we can also see how domineering and domineering this Holy Son of All Souls is.

Qingwei's pretty face sank, just as she was about to say something, Su Yi had already waved his hand and said, "Let him get out, or he will be killed."

Small words, but it seems like a thunderbolt on the ground!

Chongqi didn't seem to believe it, the smile on his face disappeared, "What... did you just say?"

In the depths of his pair of eyes, there is a bloodthirsty luster surging, which is breathtaking.

The surrounding atmosphere was suddenly suppressed and silent.

The strong men behind Chongqi all showed bad looks.

In the past, Qingwei might choose to forbear and give in because of her scruples about the All Souls Sect.

But now that Su Yi is here, she is not afraid of anything at all.

"Can't you hear me clearly?"

A terrifying power quietly permeated Qingwei's body, "Get out or die!"

Chongqi took a breath, and the immortal monarch's pressure rushing towards his face made his whole body stiff, like falling into an ice cave.

Suddenly, next to Chongqi, the thin middle-aged man stood up and frowned, "Your Excellency Qingwei, are you going too far?"

Chongqi's face was gloomy, and he stared at Qingwei coldly, as if waiting for an explanation.

Qingwei's charming eyes were full of murderous intent, and she said indifferently: "Within three fingers, if you don't leave with this idiot-like thing, I will kill you together!"

A few words, such as a cold wave swept through, making the atmosphere tense!

"Qingwei, you..."

Chongqi was furious and was about to say something, but was stopped by a thin middle-aged man. He could see that Qingwei had a decisive attitude and really dared to kill people in this black dragon market! !

"Your Excellency Qingwei, three days from now will be the day when the puja will be held, so you can do it yourself!"

The thin middle-aged man put down these words and turned away with Chongqi and the others.

Soon to disappear.

This turmoil has also aroused the attention of many people in the nearby area, and they are extremely surprised. The holy son of the dignified All Souls Sect was actually scared away!

The identities of Su Yi and Qingwei also aroused the curiosity of many people.

But no one dared to come forward and harass.

The immortal-level aura on Qingwei's body had already shocked many people.

On the contrary, Su Yi, who had no cultivation and aura, became the most inconspicuous one.

"Are you worried?" Su Yi asked.

Qingwei whispered: "I'm not worried at all, I'm just a little ashamed."

"Ashamed?"

"Because of my concubine, I have caused trouble for the son."

Su Yi laughed dumbly.

What does that count?

He walked straight to the fortune-telling booth in the distance. As for the conflict that happened just now, he had long forgotten it.

Qing Wei quickly followed.

……

"Although Xianjun Qingwei rejected my pursuit many times before, she didn't dare to really tear her face, but today, she actually humiliated me in public! There must be a reason for this!"

Chongqi's eyes were red, and his face was gloomy and terrible.

"It's a bit odd indeed."

The thin middle-aged pondered, "Perhaps, Xianjun Qingwei has found a trump card to rely on."

Chongqi frowned and said, "Didn't it mean that the Immortal King Liuyun of Xiaoruyizhai encountered a doom that could not be resolved, and he has been in retreat? Isn't Qingwei aware of the consequences of tearing his face with us?"

The thin middle-aged said warmly: "Holy Son, you don't need to worry about these. When the dharma meeting is held in three days, I can guarantee that Xianjun Qingwei will bow his head!"

Chongqi sighed: "I'm not worried that she won't bow her head, but it was just too embarrassing! Especially the **** next to Qingwei, he should be cut with a thousand cuts!"

The thin and middle-aged man smiled and said, "That's a thousand cuts! However, we have to wait until after the puja."

Zhongqi took a deep breath and said, "I can tell the difference."

……

In front of the fortune-telling booth.

Hang a flag with a couplet on it:

Look at the sun and the moon in the palm of your hand, and calculate the blessings and misfortunes in the world.

Take the universe in your sleeves and cut off the good and bad omens in the world.

Su Yi looked at the flag with great interest.

Behind the fortune-telling booth, the old man with a rosy nose, triangular eyes, and scruffy body was also looking at Su Yi and Qingwei.

When seeing Qingwei's graceful and proud figure, the old man snorted, swallowed his saliva, and looked wretched.

Qingwei frowned. Earlier, why didn't Chongqi kill this old hooligan?

Fortunately, the sloppy old man quickly shifted his gaze and landed on Su Yi. A pair of turbid triangular eyes suddenly straightened and froze there.

The hands tucked in the sleeves are shaking uncontrollably!

"A sentence must be added to the upper and lower couplets of this couplet."

Su Yi said to himself, "At the end of the first link, you should add the sentence 'depending on your mood', and at the end of the second link, you should add the sentence 'I have to add money'."

Qingwei had a little taste and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Behind the booth, the sloppy old man suddenly got up and was about to leave.

"Stop."

Su Yi spoke.

Very plain and casual words.

No threat in any way.

But the scrawny old man's scrawny figure froze, and the leg he had just stepped out was retracted.

He turned around with difficulty, with a wry smile on his face, and bowed his hands to Su Yi: "Everyone on the Black Dragon Street knows that Xiao Lao is an old liar who relies on fortune-telling to make money, and please raise your hand, don't be embarrassed. Little old man."

Su Yi's eyes were meaningful and he said, "You can deceive other people, but you can't deceive me. It's just like what you gave that guy just now, but it's not ambiguous at all."

The sloppy old man looked gloomy for a while, and tentatively said: "Dare to ask your Excellency where is holy?"

Su Yi said: "Do you really want to keep pretending?"

In this fairyland, there are very few people who can recognize him, and this old **** is one of them.

In fact, even Su Yi never expected to meet this old guy at the Black Dragon Market.

The sloppy old man smiled awkwardly and said, "It's not that I'm pretending to be confused, I really can't believe it."

Su Yi's eyes were subtle, and he said, "I can't believe it, you old man's life is so hard, you can live to this day, and it looks like you are still alive and well."

The sloppy old man smiled wryly and shook his head: "Alas, Lao Tzu's situation is not as good as before. After that immortal catastrophe, up to now, he can barely survive in the world."

"Find a place to have a drink?"

Su Yidao.

The sloppy old man refused without hesitation, saying: "I'm this rude mouth, in the past long years, has caused too many disasters and dooms, and I have sworn that I will never get involved in this world..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Yi grabbed his shoulders, brought him to him, and said with a smile, "You old bastard's oath, you don't even believe in heaven, let's go."

He couldn't help but drag the sloppy old man away.

Qingwei followed closely behind, feeling quite uneasy.

At this point, how could she not see that this old rogue-like guy is actually a hermit master?

In a restaurant.

Facing the table full of delicious food, the sloppy old man has no appetite at all, but instead sighs and frowns,

Su Yi took care of himself drinking and said with a smile, "Answer me some questions and I'll let you go."

"Can you not answer?" The sloppy old man cautiously probed.

"Can't."

Su Yi raised his glass~IndoMTL.com~ and drank it, "Don't worry, I won't let you infer heaven's secrets and fortune-telling."

The sloppy old man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and grinned, "I should have said it earlier."

He started to eat and drink, his mouth full of oil.

Su Yi rubbed the wine glass with his fingertips, his eyes were deep, and he said, "How did the enemies who attacked me with Xue Xiaozi together found my retreat?"

At the beginning, Wang Ye was attacked by a group of peerless enemies when he was in retreat, which finally triggered a "Battle of Eternal Night" that shocked the world.

But until Wang Ye's reincarnation, he was puzzled and couldn't figure out how those great enemies found his retreat.

Pfft!

The piece of meat that the sloppy old man had just stuffed into his mouth was sprayed out, and a violent dry cough occurred.

He said angrily, "Why do you all think that Lao Tzu knows about this?"

Su Yi's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said in surprise, "Is there anyone else who is looking for you to inquire about this?"