The city of Monkey King

The Shentu family is ranked in the top 100 in the northern boundary of the Xianjie.

Deer family, the family of the top ten in the northern boundary of the fairyland.

The soul of Xianzong, the fairyland of the bulk.

These three are all killed in the hands of Qin Feng, especially the Shentu family and the soul Xianzong. These two forces are dead and wounded in thousands of people, such a large-scale death, and still die in the hands of local monks, their respective high-level It was shaken.

And the people who caused this all the time... Qin Feng did not care.

Jiangzhou City, the building is over the old land.

Qin Feng’s body is hidden between the clouds of the night, his knowledge... is passing through the Yunshui Kyushu at a very fast speed. Every grass and every stone in the Yunshui Kyushu is clearly checked. Chu!

The knowledge covers Yunzhou Kyushu. For a Jinxian, it is not difficult, but this practice is too arrogant and will attract attention.

For example, at this moment, the knowledge of Qin Feng has been stared at by hundreds of other gods. There are also some quasi-sacred monks. These gods who are eyeing Qin Feng want to know... Qin Feng is so large-scale Open mind, what is looking for.

"Nothing..."

After an hour, Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes, and did not care about the followers who followed him, and they had a meditation color in their eyes.

He only thoroughly searched the entire Yunshui Kyushu, but did not find traces.

"In the end... from where."

Qin Feng was low and low, looking at the black leaf in his hand, there was doubt in his heart, and there was still a trace of anxiety. Since it was known that the Nangong Yi people were arrested, and they did not find the Nangong Yi people, they were relieved.

"Do you are looking for the source of this leaf?"

At this time, from the hundreds of gods that followed the Qin Feng gods, the rest of the gods found that there was nothing worth paying attention to in Qin Feng, so the seven seven eight eight were scattered.

Only the last one left, a sound was sent to Qin Feng.

The sword brow slightly wrinkled, Qin Feng listened to this voice... This voice, he is very strange, absolutely never heard, but do not know why, he is very familiar with the tone of this voice.

Without any hesitation, Qin Feng sought the source of this knowledge, and his body shape directly fell into the void, looking for this **** to go.

Zhangzhou and Qingyuan City.

A pedestrian bridge, there are fewer people coming and going in the night, in the middle of the bridge, there is a fortune-telling stall, a man with a mess of white hair, and the hair is swaying in the night wind. There was a dilapidated gossip figure in front of him, holding the hand of a young girl, and turning her head and turning around.

It turned for more than ten seconds, and finally, it was closed with a closed eye.

"Little girl, according to the old road, you are afraid of blood disaster today."

After the old man said this, he slowly opened his eyes. A ‘blood disaster’ shook the face of the fortune-telling girl and asked what to do.

"Hey, I said, don't let this old man count. You see that he is dirty and dirty. Whenever he will be fortune-telling, he knows how to shake his head and say, where is the **** disaster."

The other girl next to the girl is scornful, pulling up the girl's hand is to get up and leave, while walking and not forgetting to turn back this fortune teller.

"Oh... I don’t listen to the old man’s words, it’s a loss.”

The fortune teller pinched the gray goatee, laughing and whispering.

Suddenly thought of something, this smile suddenly stagnation, shouting in the direction of the two girls away: "Girl, you have not given money for fortune telling!"

At this time, before this fortune telling, a person slowly came over, it is... Qin Feng.

Looking at this fortune-telling man, Qin Feng determined that the same kind of gods, that one of the sounds, is the fortune-telling man.

"who are you."

Qin Feng slightly looked down on the fortune teller, and the fortune teller also restored the previous high school.

"Why don't you say a word to your friends?"

The fortune teller was not surprised by the arrival of Qin Feng. He smiled and opened his mouth. At the moment he opened his mouth, all the pedestrians on the bridge were still, and they kept the last moment of their movements.

Qin Feng did not care about the changes in the pedestrians of the bridge. He only half-squatted down and extended a hand toward the fortune-telling man. If you want to count it, let the old man count it.

The fortune teller is also very professional. Lifting the dirty hand is to seize the hand of Qin Feng and start to seriously squat.

For a long time, it was the same as the fortune telling the girl before. Close your eyes, shake your head and shake your head. It’s just a god-sticking, swaying for a long time, closing your eyes.

"It seems that the friend is not alone."

The opening is such a sentence, Qin Feng's brows wrinkled fiercely, and there is a bit of vigilance in his eyes. This sentence is not a person. It has many meanings.

The most important thing for Qin Feng to avoid is that he is the body of two people.

Because he is not a person, there is a Sun Wukong heart in his body.

"what for."

Qin Feng's expression did not change, just asked.

"What else can you mean? What do you mean by Taoist friends? What does that mean?"

The fortune-telling man opened his eyes and loosened the hand holding Qin Feng. He lifted the folds and looked at Qin Feng: "Yes, I haven't asked the old way. It is fortune-telling to find the old way. What kind of life is counted? ?"

"There is another thing to forget to say, fortune telling fifty."

Qin Feng did not speak, just looking at the eyes of the fortune teller, the heart... already has a raging fire.

This fortune teller...

Could it be that he is looking for happiness? !

Still fortune fifty pieces!

It is obvious that the voice made me come, and I knew that I was coming to inquire about the source of the black leaf. I had to send a voice to let myself come, but now I came to ask myself what to ask. This is not what the monkey is. ? !

"Dao, my temper is not very good, but I also hope that the long jokes can be stopped."

Qin Feng’s tone is a little bit bad. He just wants to know where the black leaves come from, instead of spending time with this old guy who plays in the world and gives fortune telling.

"It’s clever."

The fortune teller looked at Qin Feng and grinned: "The temper of the old man is not very good."

this moment…

The air seems to be condensed.

Qin Feng’s eyes showed the cold light of the frost, looking at the fortune teller in front of him.

"who are you."

Qin Feng originally wanted to get angry, but he knew more clearly in his heart... If this person does not know himself, it is absolutely impossible to have such a dialogue with himself.

The previous conversation seems to be provoking...

However, Qin Feng’s heart is faintly felt. This fortune-telling man seems to be deliberately taking pleasure in himself. 2k novel reading network