"If someone teleports over, what happened in Kunyumen will happen again?"

Xiao Chen asked with a frown.

"Not necessarily, everyone does things in a different way. Not everyone, all forces will do rough killing."

The old fortune teller shook his head.

"However, if you don't do rude killing, you may not have any other thoughts... Some secret conspiracies may cause greater harm to the ancient martial arts world."

“…”

Xiao Chen was helpless. No matter what happened, they could only be "passive".

As the spiritual energy recovers, the restrictions on the powerful people in Tianwai Tian are getting smaller and smaller.

The strong people who come here will become stronger and stronger.

But they can't do anything.

"You don't have to be too pessimistic. Just like a neutral group comes here, it's not necessarily a bad thing for us."

The old fortune teller looked at Xiao Chen and comforted him.

"Maybe I will invite them over in a while...it is equivalent to being a guest to let them understand this world better."

"The recovery of heaven and earth is the general trend, and no one can stop it... What we can do is to get enough chips before this and have fun with them at the poker table."

"What if they don't have fun?"

Xiao Chen asked.

"Isn't it fun? Then I'll lift the table, no one has to play..."

The old fortune teller said lightly.

"So what we have to do is to have the chips to play cards and the strength to turn the table up."

When Xiao Chen and others heard the old fortune teller, they were shocked.

Flip the table?

Stop playing?
Chapter completed!