Divine Physician: I can predict the future!

Master Chen held a box in his hand, and there was quite a strong aroma coming from it, presumably it was a meal he carefully prepared.

But now Xia Ming doesn't have the slightest appetite, he can't eat at all.

"Let's have a drink, both of us."

Master Chen put the food on the table, and poured Xia Ming a glass of wine seriously.

He said calmly: "What do you think of today's fortune-telling master assessment? Can you join the Blood Shadow Organization logically?"

"I think it should be about the same."

Xia Ming replied: "It should be no problem to win the championship in the end."

Master Chen drank the wine in his glass.

He thought for a moment, with a moment of loneliness in his eyes, and said in a rather guilty tone: "Everything is my fault, because I didn't understand the overall situation before that."

"If I could find out everything in advance, there wouldn't be so many problems, so don't worry about me!"

"This matter has nothing to do with you."

In any case, without Master Chen's recommendation, he would not have had the chance to participate in the Blood Shadow Sect's assessment.

Just didn't expect them to be so cruel.

If they fail to pass the fortune-telling level, all of them will be eliminated directly.

Master Chen thought for a moment and said, "By the way, what is the content of today's assessment?"

He told the whole story in front of Master Chen.

The latter froze immediately after listening.

Master Chen's eyes were full of curiosity, and his gaze towards Xia Ming was also filled with surprise and incomprehension.

After a long time, he asked: "Everything you just said is true, is there such a thing?"

The fortune-telling ability demonstrated by Wang Xiaogang is already enough for one day.He is also extremely powerful in all aspects, and there is actually someone who can keep pace with him, on par.

Even in some respects, it can faintly overwhelm him.

It is simply unbelievable.

Master Chen asked after listening: "By the way, do you know the name of that young man? With such superb fortune-telling skills at a young age, his own influence must not be weak!"

"I might still lie to others, but to you, I will tell the truth."

Xia Ming stood up and said, "His name is Zhang Tianshi!"

"Zhang Tianshi?"

The moment he heard these words, his whole body stiffened, looking a little unbelievable.

How can this be?

Didn't it be said a long time ago that the legendary Zhang Tianshi died a long time ago?
He can still live in this world, and follow Xia Ming to participate in the assessment of the Blood Shadow Organization?

That is simply nonsense.

Either Xia Ming was lying, or the man before him was lying.

"I can assure you that you have been deceived!"

He came to Xia Ming's side, patted the other person's shoulder lightly, and said in a very serious tone: "I can be sure that he is definitely not Zhang Tianshi. Zhang Tianshi has been dead for so many years. Who doesn't know in the entire Longguo Fengshui circle?"

"I don't think so."

"uncertain?"

Hearing what Xia Ming said, he froze.

With a hint of disbelief in his eyes, he said very curiously: "Did you really believe the nonsense about being a young man?"

"good."

He replied directly: "Besides Zhang Tianshi, I can't think of anyone else who can have such a powerful fortune-telling ability."

"That's weird."

Master Chen leaned on the chair and said, "Didn't I tell you all about it just now? Don't think too much, and don't waste your time now."

"Rest early tonight, and when you have enough time in the future, how about we have a long-term plan?"

"no problem."

He also gave an extremely positive answer in front of the other party.

"Think about it carefully, what will be the content of tomorrow's assessment, are you sure enough to pass?"

"At the moment I don't know."

For the answer to this question, Xia Ming really doesn't know how to answer it now.

He said very seriously and solemnly: "This matter has to be considered in the long run, and it cannot be rushed."

"That's what you said!"

……

Wu Xiaoyong, who was lying on the bed, tossed and turned, not daring to fall asleep.

Every time he was about to catch up with his eyes, he remembered what had happened during the day.

This made Wu Xiaoyong feel very uncomfortable.

At this moment, a thought suddenly and inevitably popped up in his mind.

He must leave quickly now, and he must not take part in the assessment again.

Otherwise, he would definitely die, which was something he didn't want to see.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Clenching his fists tightly, he gradually stood up from the ground, slowly making up his mind that these problems must be resolved next.

Otherwise, he will die without a burial place for the rest of his life.

Opening the door of the room, just as he was about to go out, suddenly a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

The latter clasped his hands in front of his chest, his eyes were extremely cold, and the mask on his face looked terrifying and hideous.

In his hand holds a gun.

"You, what are you going to do?"

The moment Wu Xiaoyong saw the other party, his whole body retreated continuously, and he almost fell to the ground.

He gritted his teeth tightly and said, "Master Zhang, why did you appear here?"

"Why am I here?"

What Wu Xiaoyong said just now made Hall Master Zhang feel extremely ridiculous, his face and attitude were quite gloomy, and he gradually approached the other party.

He also exudes a very strong and terrifying murderous aura.

"You still have the nerve to ask me now?"

Wu Xiaoyong clenched his fists and cursed directly: "Dear Mr. Zhang, I admit that it's all my fault. I want to quit now, and I don't want to join your team anymore. Can you give me another chance?"

"Please let me go, please?"

When he said this, he was very scared, and said tremblingly: "Can you give me another chance, I will never dare again?"

"Let you go?"

He said in a cold tone: "What kind of bastard are you? Why do you want me to let you go? Originally, you could obediently become one of our fortune-telling masters, but you are going to run away."

"I hate traitors the most."

Hearing what the other party said, he wanted to cry now.

His eyes were full of tension.

He said hesitantly: "Yes, I'm sorry, everything is my fault, I don't dare to do it again."

After saying a word, he suddenly fell to his knees.

His body was trembling constantly, but he just hoped that Hall Master Zhang would give him a chance.

"It is absolutely impossible for a timid person like you to pass the final assessment and become the fortune teller we need as a matter of course."

"Since you can't do it, why should we let you go now?"

As soon as his words fell, he pulled the trigger directly.

A bullet pierced his chest in an instant.