King of Fortune Telling: Ali, you will have a bloody disaster!

But the people who were immersed in it were still sighing for a while.

"Alas.... I hope that this young master Tianbao can really turn back and stop doing things that damage yin and bad morality. "

"Who can predict what the future will bring? In these years, it is already very good to be able to take care of the three meals in front of you. "

"Oops, Master Su, don't hurry up and shake the second lot~!".

Originally, the atmosphere was dull, but when someone in the crowd shouted the lottery, everyone suddenly woke up.

"Yes, yes, Master Su, shake the second lot!"

“......"

One says the lottery.

Like a piece of red-hot iron thrown into a pool of clear water.

Snort

The atmosphere of the audience boiled instantly.

Looked at.

Su Chen also said, striking while the iron was hot, "Let's shake the second lot!"

"Giggles..."

A chosen bamboo skewer landed on the table.

"The number of lots for the second lot is ——?!".

Su Chen learned from the hosts in his previous life, and deliberately pulled his voice high and long.

Suddenly, the entire Suzaku Street fell silent, and only the sound of the cascading sound echoed.

All the people of Chang'an followed the shouts and became inexplicably nervous.

All of them

seemed to be about to raise their throats, and their expressions were tense.

Because everyone understands.

As long as the Sino-Soviet master signs, it is undoubtedly a change of life against the sky and a reshaping of life!

"Seventy-three!".

As soon as the number of signatures is out.

The people on the street immediately complained.

After all, the winning rate, not winning, is always the majority.

"Seventy-three signatures are here. "

A low, deep voice suddenly rang out in the crowd.

I saw that in the crowd, a huge burly figure slowly walked towards Su Chen's stall.

This person is so tall that he stands out from the crowd and is extremely abrupt.

"Tsk... What kind of smell is this? Why does it stink so much!!".

"Vomit~ It's too choking, this smell.... vomit~".

"It's the smell of this big man, how many days has he not taken a shower? Even the one that came up from the dung pit smells better than the smell on his body. "

The big man strode in, and the people on both sides of the crowd covered their noses and retreated from side to side like a tide, lest they avoid it.

"Huh....?".

Seeing this, Su Chen's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

How stinky can this be, as for everyone to exaggerate like this?

So, he sniffed curiously.

Damn!

The smell entered the nose, and the stomach immediately turned over.

If it weren't for Su Chen's quick reaction and the use of the aura in his body to force it down, he was afraid that he would vomit out all the food he ate last night.

He stretched out his hand, and two talismans immediately appeared in his palm, without the slightest pause, summoning the spirit and releasing the talisman, and throwing it out casually.

Two talismans flew out.

A floating maple leaf rested steadily above the head of the big man, scattering a glimmer of light.

The other swept out like a streamer, straight up into the air, with a crisp sound of "呯~", and a ripple like water waves rippled in all directions.

Suddenly, the stench in the air was swept away, and there was even a faint scent of orchid.

The stench has been removed.

But the appearance of this big man still disagrees.

He was gray-haired, covered in rough animal skins, with shoulder-length hair tangled and bearded on the edge of his face.

From a distance, it looks like a mountain savage who drinks blood.

'What is the origin of this man?'

Even Su Chen was a little curious, and couldn't help but secretly activate the Stealing Machine Method.

Heaven is surging, spying on fate.

Soon, this savage's past experience was like a marquee, projected in Su Chen's mind one by one.

The lights go out, and the gods wake up.

Su Chen woke up suddenly, and at the same time, his heart was shocked.

If you compare the down-and-out young master just now with it, then this person is undoubtedly more than ten or a hundred times worse.

Su Chen asked himself, if he had encountered such a miserable life, he was afraid that he would have a mental breakdown.

Taking the bamboo stick, Su Chen calmed down and asked

"This hexagram friend, congratulations on winning the lottery, I don't know what you want to calculate?"

The big man's big eyes narrowed slightly, like the pupils of a beast, flashing with the light of a yin owl, which was terrifying.

"Breakthrough!".

It was as if the word had been squeezed out of his teeth.

Filled with hatred!

Having learned about this person's past, Su Chen was not surprised by this answer.

But the people around him were puzzled.

"Hexagram friend, I guess the word 'breakthrough' in your mouth means so. "

After a few deep breaths, Su Chen said lightly

"Your current cultivation is at the peak of gold, and you are only a step away from the platinum realm. "

"But the difference between this realm is the difference between cloud and mud. "

"For this reason, you have been trapped in the mountains for ten years, fighting with the demon seed all day long, but not only how many demon cores have been absorbed, but you still can't break through this shackle. "

was broken by a word, and a trace of surprise flashed in the big man's gloomy eyes.

You must know that there are less than 100 cultivators in the entire Chang'an City.

Cultivation is not something that ordinary people can understand.

The other masters in the city can only be regarded as trivial things for ordinary people at best.

Originally, he didn't have much hope, but when he heard that there was a Master Su on Suzaku Street, who could be regarded as a cultivator, he hurried to Chang'an.

"What Master Su said is very true, I implore you to guide me to a breakthrough. "

Or maybe it's so excited that the big guy trembles a little.

However, hearing Su Chen's explanation.

The people were already stunned.

"My God~ is actually a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Realm, no wonder it looks so terrifying. "

"With such strength, even if it is placed in Chang'an City, it is also a first-class master, like the king of Dali Temple, who is a secret agent of Lord Li, and his cultivation is only the third order of the Golden Realm!"

"With this strength, it's still a chicken feather? Money and power, isn't this just a stretch of hand?"

"Shhhhhh Be quiet, don't be heard by him, one is not happy, you burp as soon as you raise your hand!!".

"Yes, yes, little bit, little bit...."

All of them were silent.

Regarding the fear and strength of the cultivators, these flat-headed people are tacit.