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Chapter 1071 Black Hole(2/2)

In fact, this kind of calculation is a very simple matter. It is nothing more than using various causes and effects and various laws to try to see the vague scene of the past or future.

If the relationship between the two parties is close, the calculation will be clearer.

"Huh? Not in the Ultimate Continent?"

Jiang Du was a little strange.

Could it be that this Lonely Bitter Demon ran into the Chaotic Star Ruins?

Jiang Du couldn't figure out the vague direction.

In desperation, Jiang Du found an old fortune teller.

As the saying goes, there are specialties in the arts. The old fortune teller is best at making predictions, the divination aunt is best at predicting good and bad luck, and the sacrificer is best at the power of fate.

This kind of job of finding people naturally involves looking for fortune tellers.

The Real World of Hongmeng.

Jiang Du looked at the old fortune teller who was about seven or eight years old, showed a smile and said: "Old fortune teller, I'm here to help you!"

Old fortune teller???

help me?

"Do you want to grow up quickly, become an adult quickly, and become a Gu Gu girl quickly?" Jiang Du said with a smile.

The old fortune teller and Gua Gu are in love with each other. This is something that everyone understands.

It's just that the old fortune teller is sometimes older and sometimes smaller, which is really hard to accept.

"Ask me to tell your fortune again. Let's talk about it. I'll give you a price at that time." The old fortune teller said with his legs crossed.

"Simple, the location of a severely injured Yasheng is guaranteed to make you a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old." Jiang Du said with a smile.

Old fortune teller...

Forget it, forget it, we can’t beat it, we can’t beat it anymore!

And this guy can also invite his own teacher.

Not long after, the old fortune teller, who looked to be in his fifties, drove Jiang Du out of his wish with a dark look on his face.

The seriously injured sub-sage, shit, is about to become a saint, and he is not a being that should appear in this world. If you ask me to count, why don’t you ask me to count what color underpants my teacher is wearing today?

I'm shaking with breath and cold, it's so long again!

PS: The fifth update is full of sincerity, and I haven’t paid attention to it yet. Also, don’t say it’s going to be over every day, the system is still evolving happily, how can it be over...
Chapter completed!
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