Just as Xiao Chen muttered, his cell phone rang.

He took his cell phone, looked at the number on the screen, stunned.

"No, right? This... has really become an old god?"

At the same time, he completely let go of his heart. The old fortune teller who could call him means he had left the no-man's land safely.

Since he heard that Old Master Long went to the no-man's land by going to the old fortune teller, he has always been worried.

Although he knew that the old fortune teller was very strong, the no one's land gave him the knowledge that it was a place of life and death.

This place is not absolutely safe by being strong.

"Hey, old fortune teller, I've finished calling, why are you calling?"

Xiao Chen answered the phone and asked directly.

"Haha, ask you if you win or lose."

The sound of the old fortune teller came from the receiver.

"Win, lose, and you say?"

Xiao Chen curled his lips, took out a cigarette from the bone ring, and lit one.

"It should have won. If you can't even win Wei Zichen, then I have to consider practicing a small trumpet."

The old fortune teller replied.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Listening to the old fortune teller, Xiao Chen was choked by a puff of cigarette.

This old guy...why do you want to practice a small trumpet at any time!

"Old fortune teller, you always say that, I feel insecure!"

Xiao Chen stared.

"Sense of security? Haha, was this thing given by someone else?"

The old fortune teller sneered.

"Too."

Xiao Chen thought about it, the old fortune teller said nothing wrong with it, and his sense of security was never given by others.

"Old fortune teller, have you left the no-man's land?"

"Isn't this nonsense? Can you call you in the no-man's land?"

The old fortune teller said again.

“…”

Xiao Chen was so angry that he rolled his eyes, but he was used to it.

"What exactly is the battle today?"

The old fortune teller asked.

"I killed Wei Zichen."

Xiao Chen smoked a cigarette and said.

"Oh? Wei Zichen is the son of Wei Lanzhe, the leader of Qingyan Sect. If you kill him, there will be trouble next."

The old fortune teller was a little surprised, but he didn't care too much.

"Well, so, in order to prevent Wei Lanzhe from causing trouble for me, I killed Wei Lanzhe as well."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"What? You killed Wei Lanzhe too?"

The old fortune teller was even more surprised.

"Wei Lanzhe is Qingming's disciple. If you kill him, Qingming will not let you go... Haha, you guys are in a lot of trouble."

The old fortune teller said that afterwards, he was a little gloating.

"Although I said nothing at the beginning and didn't let Qing Ming bully the young, you have killed his disciples. I guess he will come to you personally to avenge you... My words are useless."

"I know."

Xiao Chen's mouth curled up.

"In order to reduce the trouble, I will kill the ancestor Qingming today."

“…”

The old fortune teller didn't move any longer.

He was just surprised to kill Wei Zichen and Wei Lanzhe. The Qingming Ancestor was killed, which surprised him very much.

"Old fortune teller, how about it? Didn't you expect it? You said you know everything, but you didn't count your fingers? There was no strange phenomenon when the Ancestor Qingming fell?"

Xiao Chen said with a little smug and smiled.

"A bullshit vision, what is Qingming worthy of him?"

The old fortune teller is not angry.

"If you die, there may be a vision, and he is not qualified."

“…”

Listening to the old fortune teller, Xiao Chen was a little speechless.

"Old fortune teller, are you praising me as the chosen son of God? Or what?"

"Of course I praise you, I praise you for having a vision when you die."

The old fortune teller seemed to suppress his surprise and said with a smile.

"Cough... OK."

Xiao Chen pulled the corner of his mouth.

"I don't want to have any vision, nor do I want to die..."

"Qing Ming and Qingyunlou have a unclear relationship. This time Wei Zichen came out, but he didn't come out alone, right? If you want to kill Wei Zichen and Qingming, they will sit idly by. Don't tell me, you even killed the people from Qingyunlou."

The old fortune teller said.

"I didn't kill them all, one ran away."

Xiao Chen shook his head.

"There are four people in Qingyun Tower who killed three people and ran away one old one, but this old one probably won't live for too long."

“…”

The old fortune teller was no longer moving. He thought it was just a fight, just a matter of winning or losing... How did he develop to this point?

Even the people who came out of Qingyun Tower were almost dead?

"The old man who ran away was called Gaonian, do you know?"

Xiao Chen asked.

"I know... this old guy uses secret techniques, but he has the strength of the seventh level of heaven for a short time. Can you fight him now?"

The old fortune teller was a little surprised.

"The seventh level of heaven is just like this..."

Xiao Chen waved his hand and was quite domineering.

"Okay, don't brag to me, just talk to others."

The old fortune teller is not angry.

"Oh, he doesn't need me to deal with it..."

Xiao Chen didn't have any more moist words, so he told the old fortune teller about what happened today.

"Wan Tu betrayed the ancestor Qingming? Has he been looking for you before?"

The old fortune teller was surprised after listening to it.

"Yes, I told Wan Tu that if you have the chance, you will kill them. If you don't have the chance, you will find another chance in the future... I asked Zhuge Zu to go to Cangxia Cliff in advance, carved a large formation, and then formed a formation cage, trapping everyone."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"No wonder...or they could run away even if they couldn't beat it."

The old fortune-teller suddenly realized that if you have the will to do it, it was also because of the unlucky ancestor Qingming and the others.

"Is Wan Tu dead?"

"No, he has already brought the bodies of the ancestor Qingming and others back to the Qingyan Sect. I guess there will be some turmoil in the Qingyan Sect... However, this has nothing to do with me."

Xiao Chen pressed to kill cigarettes.
To be continued...