True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 665 Unbelievable, the fortune-teller’s vest has dropped [1 more]

  Even if the fortune teller of O Zhou died 80% in the 300-year-long witch trial, it took more than a hundred years for the fortune-telling world to gradually regain its vitality.

  But there will never be a fortuneteller who doesn’t know the title of “calculator”.

  In those days, after the prophecies of the fortune-tellers appeared, some fortune-tellers complained about the fortune-tellers.

  Since the oracles have the ability to predict, they can naturally change.

   But the fortune-teller does not.

   Instead, he watched as the fortune-telling master, known as the "Witch Sorcerer", was killed by the Holy See.

  So now Ozhou's fortune-tellers are divided into two types of emotions towards the fortune-tellers.

  Most reverence, the other part resents.

  But no matter the former or the latter, they are afraid of the arithmetic.

  The fortune teller.

  The dust in the palm of the hand, cut off the future life, divination for good and fortune, God counts the world.

  This is the true god.

  The old woman's eyes widened when she realized who she had met.

  After that, he opened his mouth uncontrollably and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

   "The fortune teller!" The old woman laughed frantically, her face still deeply unbelievable, "You are a fortune teller! You are actually a fortune teller!"

  If her divination ability hadn't been suppressed to disappear, she couldn't believe it at all.

  The fortune teller is a little girl who is not yet twenty? !

  The old woman's face was gray and she completely lost her resistance to confrontation.

  How dare to fight against the fortune-teller.

  The old lady slumped on the ground, but suddenly, she let out a scream: "You prophesied, why didn't you stop it?!"

   Indeed, many of her ancestors died in that witch hunt.

  "The torrent of time is irreversible. It is not my prediction that came out first, but this matter is the first to come to a conclusion." Ying Ziying said indifferently, "I can't change things without any variables."

  Witch hunting is a major event of the century.

  This is the catastrophe of the entire earth.

   can be different from a person’s fate or death point, it is simply a gap between heaven and earth.

  Even if she tried to stop her at that time, the **** person would still die in various ways in the future.

   is of no use.

   "You lied!" The old woman's teeth trembled, "You can stop, you can definitely stop! If you stop, they won't die!"

   said, she was like: "I understand, you are an Oriental, you want the hexagram fortune teller over there to overwhelm us!"

  "It's really interesting." Ying Zijin rolled up his sleeves, "If I remember correctly, your ancestors are not innocent. How many people have been killed by divination?"

  The old woman's teeth creaked, but there was no way to refute it.

  嬴子衿 ignored her, but picked up a box on the closet.

Inside    is a set of tarot cards.

  Ying Ziyan tilted her head and smiled lightly: "No wonder you are not afraid of the evil force that comes after forcibly changing the cause and effect. It turns out that you have to find someone to stop the disaster.

  The old woman's expression became frightened: "No! Don't!"

  The girl looked indifferent, and her inner strength came out.

   "Crack!"

  The box split in an instant, and the 78 tarot cards inside were all shattered.

  The old woman let out a heart-piercing scream, her body twisted in pain, and her skin sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  This is the consequence of backlash.

  In the past few decades, the old woman has been doing a lot of evil by relying on divination, and forcibly separated many lovers.

   Ying Zijin's eyes were light: "Seriously, if you don't do it to Nishizawa, I still don't know that O Zhou has you as a person."

  The old woman's expression changed again, as if she had remembered something: "Nishizawa, Nishizawa, he actually..."

  It is no secret that the lords are standing behind the Laurent family.

  But the fortune-teller only has friendship with Nishizawa Laurent.

  The Nishizawa that Holly liked, turned out to be the king of Fei Lengcui three hundred years ago? !

  Extreme pain, the old woman didn't have the energy to think about how Cize Laurent lived until now.

  The girl put on a baseball cap and walked out of the wooden house, ignoring the movement in the house.

  The night is getting deeper.

  Ying Zijin raised his head if he noticed.

  She narrowed her eyes and saw a very small star passing through the sky.

  This means that a powerful fortune-teller has fallen.

  嬴子衿 lifted his hat and left the town without any haste.

  The wind blew, the wooden door opened and closed, and the town was quiet, as if no one had been here.

  **

at the same time.

  Imperial Capital.

  The fifth ancestral home.

  Fifth Chuan, who was closing his eyes and meditation, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the sky with some surprise. Then, after calculating with his fingers, he took a breath: "The Freya in O Zhou is dead."

  He fought against the old woman.

  The old woman's divination ability is very strong, and because of some evil ways, she was once suppressed.

  Fortunately, Fifth Chuan learned a lot of feng shui formations from the books that Ying Zijin left for Fifth Shaoxian, and only then forced the old woman back from the east.

  Feng Shui Formation is something like O Zhou does not have.

   Fifth River sighed for a long time: "This scourge is finally gone."

   is a good thing.

  Wuchuan coughed suddenly, he took the tissue and wiped it, the tissue was stained red with blood.

  It is a miracle that he can survive until now, after all, the fifth family has always died very early.

  Wuchuan looked at the opposite room, the light inside was still on, and smiled comfortingly.

  In this way, after his death, he can safely hand over the fifth house to the fifth month.

  **

  Once the fortuneteller dies unnaturally, the spells she cast will also dissipate completely.

  After Nishizawa got up in the morning, the dizziness and exhaustion were gone.

  He regained his vigor again.

   "My boss is good to me." Nishizawa snorted, "It's a pity that I can't contact Norton the dog, or I have to show off to him."

  Nishizawa also found out that Ying Zijin’s return to Earth this time might be because of some difficult problem, and his boss’s ability was limited.

   But even so, she still went to avenge him

   "Master." Outside the door, Job knocked on the door and said respectfully, "Miss Ying is here."

  Nishizawa immediately turned over and got off the bed, and after finishing wearing it at the fastest speed, he opened the door.

  The girl was still wearing the clothes she had before she left, and there was no dust on the white T-shirt.

  It's hard to believe what she really did, as if she was just drinking a cup of tea.

   "Boss, are you okay?" Nishizawa was very concerned, "Are there any injuries?"

  Ying Ziying put his hands in his pockets and glanced at him lightly: "Do you think I am you?"

   Nishizawa grabbed his blond hair, very helpless: "I don't know why my body is so weak."

  Job was right in one sentence.

  His body is like this, how can he find a girlfriend?

   "Yeah." Ying Ziyan nodded slightly, "I am leaving soon. In July, we will meet in the Muller Strait."

  The gates of the seven continents and four oceans leading to the city of the world are in the Mueller Strait.

   "Of course." Nishizawa's expression became serious, "I must go to the City of the World."

   "Go." Ying Zijin waved her hand perfunctorily, and threw another medicine bottle to Nishizawa.

  She left the castle of Laurent and boarded a helicopter.

  On the plane, Sinai is working on a computer.

  Fu Yunshen was answering the phone with a cold expression.

  A few minutes later, he ended the call and walked over: "Yaoyao, it happened suddenly, I need to go to the war zone."

   "You take her around in other places in O Continent, don't go to the ancient martial world until I come back."

  "War-torn zone?" Ying Ziying curled his eyebrows, "What happened?"

  "Large-scale turmoil." Fu Yun said faintly, "I don't have enough manpower, I need support."

  嬴子衿 looked directly at him: "I will go with you."

  The war zone was full of artillery fire, and even Fu Yunshen could be injured.

  After all, the inner strength of ancient warriors is not inexhaustible.

  Once the internal energy is exhausted, there is no way to be invulnerable.

  She also heard from Nie Yi that Fu Yunshen was able to admire the IBI because of his many births and deaths to maintain world peace.

  It's only in the past two years that his life has been a little easier.

  Liao Zijin specially examined Fu Yunshen's body.

  Some injuries, which could have been avoided by his ability.

  Obviously, these injuries are done to protect other people.

  Fu Yun was silent for a while.

  He leaned down, rubbed her head, and smiled softly: "So, you go to IBI and bring Anthony with you, okay?"

   "Deal." Ying Ziyan simply put his bag directly in his hand, "The medicine inside should be enough for a while, wait for me."

  **

the other side.

  The ancient martial arts world.

  Judicial Hall.

  Today is Jiang Ran’s day off.

  After he finished training, he came out with his waist and saw Ling Mianxi waiting for him outside.

  Jiang Ran was very moved: "Sister."

  Since he was bullied in the justice hall, Ling Mianxi would personally pick him up every time he went home.

   "Well, let's go." Ling Mianxi looked at him up and down, a little disgusted.

  Jiang Ran took his mobile phone from her, and after taking a look at the news, he frowned: "Sister, there is turmoil on O Zhou."

  He clicked on the picture, and it was full of artillery fire.

  The number of casualties is increasing.

   Jiang Ran thought of something, his expression changed: "Sister, the war is chaotic over there, so did Nie also go?"

  Nie Yi’s ancient martial arts cultivation is far from the level of the ancient martial master.

   can prevent bullets, but cannot stop bullets in the air with inner strength like Master Guwu.

   "I know." Ling Mianxi paused, "So I won't have time to pick you up next week, so don't go home and stay in the judicial hall."

   "No, sister, you have to run over too?" Jiang Ran was taken aback, "If something happens to you, what will aunt do?"

   said, he frowned again: "Nie Yi didn't tell you anything?"

  Hearing this, Ling Mianxi was silent for a while, and said in a very soft voice: "The first time he went out on a mission, he told me about it."

   Jiang Ran couldn't figure it out: "What did you say?"

   "Here." Ling Mianxi threw the phone to him.

  Jiang Ran was surprised: "So generous to show me the information between you two directly?"

   "I'll show you what's wrong, it's not shameful." Ling Mianxi shrugged, "Could it be that you still want to rob your brother-in-law?"

  Jiang Ran: "..."

  艹.

  He is a straight man.

  Not only did he couldn't talk about Xiu Yu, he never talked about Ling Mianxi.

  Jiang Ran is thankful that Ying Zijin is not a talkative person, so she won't keep smashing him.

  He lowered his head and read the text message Nie Yi had sent to Ling Mianxi.

  There is a time in the lower right corner, it is September 2019.

   has been more than two years ago.

  Nie Yi’s writing style is the same as that of his own, very simple and straightforward.

  【Xiaomian, if something happens to me, don’t wait for me. 】

   Jiang Ran's heart trembled.

  He remembered that this point in time happened to be a riot somewhere in the world.

  Nie also went. Fortunately, he did not die, but he also suffered serious injuries.

  He pursed his lips and returned the phone to Ling Mianxi: "Then you still..."

  Nie Yi’s work is no different from the ancient warriors of the Judiciary.

  First of all, what they want to protect is the people of Dawn.

After   , it is home.

  "This is his duty." Ling Mianxi put the phone away and said faintly, "If he is not responsible, I will not be with him."

  She tilted her head, "You joined the Judicial Hall without taking an oath?"

  Jiang Ran scratched his head: "My level is not high, and I will swear when I reach the first level."

   "Yes." Ling Mianxi nodded, "Your current cultivation base is still too low."

  Jiang Ran asked again: "Where are your girlfriends?"

   "Oh, Fuyi is still in retreat." Ling Mianxi said, "I can't stay. Letting me retreat for so long is no different than killing me."

  Jiang Ran shrugged.

  If his cousin really took possession of it like Yue Fuyi, she might already be half a step away from the ancient martial master.

  After a few steps, he suddenly found something wrong.

  In September 2019, Ling Mianxi was only 16 years old.

  Jiang Ran: "..."

  Nie is also over.

  **

the other side.

  Thank you.

  The housekeeper hurried into a yard and whispered a few words in Xie Nian’s ear: "Miss, the news is true. The news on the secular world is all this news. Nie is not in China."

   "Very good." Xie Nian opened her eyes, a cruel smile crossed her red lips, "Prepare to do it."

  (End of this chapter)