Liu Shiba was so frightened that he stood up.

Liu Shiba has long seen how powerful the fortune teller is, and I am afraid that Ning Min'er's level is far inferior to Liu Qianqian who is hiding her cultivation in front of her.

"What good or bad things do you feel?"

Liu Shiba's eyes flashed with golden light.

Liu Qianqian did not explain too much, but spoke with facts:

"When I was next to Qin Da, I once accidentally discovered that his face was covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult to see his face..."

Liu Shiba was stunned and said in surprise:

"You mean, you left Qin Da on purpose?"

"That's right! After I left Qin University, I found your grandfather because I found that he could help me realize some of my ideals.

But within a few days, this kind of mist also appeared above your grandfather's head. Only those who are fortune-teller can feel it.

Liu Qianqian explained softly.

"I understand what you mean, so tell me, what is your purpose?"

Liu Shiba's rural people's temperament began to rise again, and gossip began to burn.

Liu Qianqian leaned close to Liu Shiba's ear and exhaled softly:

"Among the dozen or so of us, some have always had mist on their faces, while others can see clearly...

I contacted Qin Da, and he almost died. I contacted your grandfather again, and your grandfather eventually died. And in the end, do you know why I agreed to Cao Xiong?"

"Because there is also a faint mist on Cao Xiong's face. If the prediction is correct, he is about to die!

But everything has two sides, one is the explanation of death, and the other is the explanation of mental instability."

Hearing this, Liu Shiba's expression finally changed. The fortune teller could predict a little bit of the future, in which his grandfather Liu Yixiu reached the eighth level.

"Tell me everything you know, and I'll see which people have mist on their faces.

Liu Shiba couldn't help but sneered.

Liu Qianqian nodded and whispered:

"There are only sixteen people in the storm, and most of them can be seen clearly.

The faces of these people are relatively clear, namely, No. 3, Lao Jiu, Farewell, Yamamoto Liuyi, Feng Qingwu, Luo Gang, Meng Tianfang, Cuihua..."

Liu Shiba said stupidly:

"Where are the rest of them?"

Liu Qianqian looked solemn and said coldly:

"Liu'er, Qin Da, Zheng Weida, Chen Haowen, Ning Min'er, Ning Haidong, Cao Xiong...

The faces of these people are often shrouded in mist. Either there is something wrong with them! Or they are facing a disaster and are about to die..."

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Chapter completed!