The Rebirth of the National Goddess

But Chu Jin can't tell people directly that the reason why she has such a skill is because of her high talent? This is too narcissistic!

So Chu Jin had no choice but to make nonsense, "My master, the old man, has passed away."

Hearing this, the middle-aged uncle said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I didn't know your master had already..."

"It's okay," Chu Jin smiled lightly, "The teacher has passed away for many years, and those who don't know are innocent."

Been dead for many years?

But Chu Jin is only eighteen years old.

But her cultivation base is more advanced than those who have cultivated for decades. Such a body of spiritual power cannot be acquired overnight, and her master has passed away for a long time, so all these years, she has relied on self-study?

Is this too exaggerated?

The line of words on the tablecloth when divination suddenly appeared in the mind of the middle-aged uncle, "Ancestral divination, predicting the future, planning for future affairs, exorcising evil spirits, sincerity leads to spirit." '

Ancestral divination?

Thinking of these four words, the pupils of the middle-aged uncle shrank slightly. Could it be that he guessed wrong earlier?

Her parents were not ordinary people at all.

But just like her, he is an expert who hides his secrets.

If this is the case, if there is a chance, I must visit them.

It's really not easy, actually in the secular world where the aura is so weak, to teach such a beautiful daughter.

How could this embarrass those children in the supernatural world with plenty of aura?

Even if those children eat spirit fruit every day for a hundred years, they still can't reach Chu Jin's level.

A person like Chu Jin is definitely an existence against the sky in the world of supernatural powers.

I have to quickly find a way to win her over, and I can't let people from the other two worlds take advantage of the loopholes.

If the supernatural world misses her, it will be a huge loss.

"Master Chu, did your ancestors also practice divination?"

Chu Jin looked at the passing scenery outside the window, "Yes, it was passed down from my ancestors, but when it came to my father's generation, he stopped divination for others, and turned to the business world instead. I did it because of a coincidence. , and then embarked on the road of a fortuneteller."

The middle-aged uncle nodded thoughtfully, "So that's the case, then I'm just asking, does your father and Lingtang live in the capital now? I have always admired the strong, so I must visit him sometime later. them."

Mentioning this, Chu Jin's eyes darkened for a moment, and then said in a normal tone, "My father is dead, and my mother... is a vegetable."

There was clearly no excessive emotion in the light voice, but it was tinged with an inexplicable sadness.

Another gaffe.

The middle-aged uncle wanted to slap himself a few big mouths.

Let your mouth owe, let your mouth owe!

It's over now.

Did you poke Master Ren's wound?

The middle-aged man hurriedly explained, "Master Chu, I'm really sorry, I... don't be sad..."

He had never experienced this kind of thing before, and he didn't know how to comfort Chu Jin, and his forehead was sweating anxiously.

"Sir, where are we going?" Chu Jin intentionally changed the subject, she was not in the habit of using her background to win sympathy from others.

The car kept heading up the hill.

If Chu Jin remembered correctly, apart from a large forest, there were no houses or residents on the mountain.

So, what is he trying to do?

"Abduction of underage girls?" Ah Zi from Zilei Space asked quietly.

"If this is the case, then this child will be in trouble, and this deity sympathizes with him very much..." It's not good to provoke anyone, but to provoke their brother Jin.

However, looking at this uncle's face, he doesn't look like a bad person.

"I'm going to get something from the mountain," the middle-aged uncle explained, "don't worry, it won't take too long."

Chu Jin smiled lightly, "Okay." Seeing that the middle-aged uncle didn't want to say much, she couldn't say much.

Phoenix Park.

The red sports car stopped outside the gate of the manor.

Bring up a cloud of flying dust.

Immediately, some servants came over and respectfully opened the door.

Zheng Chuyi got off the car surrounded by everyone.

She lifted her chin lightly, and stepped into the gate of Mo's house step by step among the crowd.

The corner of the mouth curled up in a proud arc.

The servants of the Mo family were already very familiar with her. Wherever Zheng Chuyi went, he could hear a respectful voice, "Hello, old lady, hello, Miss Zheng."

Everyone subconsciously chose to ignore Mo Feixue.

This made her look a little ugly.

Anyway, she is also the acting head of the Mo family, so how could she not have any sense of existence.

"Chu Yi, come with me, Master Zhang and Master Qin are already waiting for you inside." Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Mo Feixue took Zheng Chuyi's arm and led her to the VIP room.

Mrs. Mo followed behind, her eyes dark.

Why must this person be Zheng Chuyi?

I don't know if there is any news from Master Chu...

"Miss Zheng." Seeing a few people coming in, Zhang and Qin got up very excitedly, and hurriedly greeted them. Recognized, this is Zheng Chuyi.

In her whole life, the Empress only loves this touch of red.

Even, when she gallops on the battlefield, the battle robe she wears is all red.

Red wins blood.

It overshadows the thousands of colors in this world.

"Master Zhang, Master Qin." Zheng Chuyi greeted the two of them very dignifiedly.

How can the two of them stand up to Zheng Chuyi's words of master?

This is to be condemned by God.

See you at 5:30 p.m.

Deyin is going to bed.

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