God became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 100 The Immortal Sect’s Group Pet Does Not Talk About Martial Virtue (22)

Qian Lai hurriedly urged: "Quickly calculate, Master?"

"..."

Here, what else can I do besides being driven to the shelves.

"Living Immortal" said truthfully: "You have special identities, and you will not have children in this life."

Wen Zhu frowned.

Even if they have no relationship at the moment, and the identities of the two parties are really special, but hearing such unlucky words, it is inevitable that there will be an urge to smash people.

"Oh, that's it." Qian Lai pretended to be regretful, "Then let me ask what the master's name is?"

She looks like a flirt.

Wen Zhu pulled her back with a dark face.

A certain immortal trembled silently, but dared not recognize this careless person.

"Mingjun."

Qian Lai poked out a small head from behind Wen Zhu, and praised: "Master Ming Jun is really good at predicting things, no wonder everyone calls him a living god."

Wen Zhu's face became darker and darker, and his cold eyes swept over Ming Jun: "Heh, since the master is so amazing, why don't you calculate the date of your own death?"

Ming Jun: "..."

My lord, I beg you to be kind!
The cheated Ming Jun couldn't help but keep smiling: "It's hard to count yourself, you two... Let's meet again by fate!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. It is not known whether he fled in despair.

Qian Lai looked at his back, it was a pity: "Why did you leave like this, I still want to ask a few more questions."

Wen Zhu pulled her into his arms with a cold face, "If you want to ask, just ask me."

Qian Lai had a "you're joking" look on his face.

"Don't be funny, he is a real god, and what he said is true, brother, don't join in the fun, my dear."

Qian Lai, who didn't realize that there was something wrong with his approach at all, patted him on the shoulder and continued walking through the lantern festival.

Wen Zhu doesn't like this place even more now.

There is also a faint desire to destroy this mountain.

Maybe the world is so small, or the fate is not exhausted, the two met Mingjun again not long after.

At that time, a couple was looking for his fortune-telling.

"Brother, who do you think that couple is?" Qian Lai didn't rush over, and chose a place where they could hear them talking.

Wen Zhu is not interested in playing this kind of game, but seeing Mingjun is not pleasing to the eye.

"Be an heir."

Qian Lai gave a thumbs up.

"That's right, brother is awesome!"

Wen Zhu, who didn't think there was any praise for this at all, wanted to turn around and leave, otherwise he was afraid that he couldn't help but go up and beat Ming Jun up.

Why do you feel that the little girl followed Ming Jun on purpose?
Is that man good looking?

As a god born day and night by the essence of heaven and earth, Ming Jun's appearance is naturally not bad, and his white Taoist robe has a sense of immortality, which even made a few girls blush.

Not only that, everyone loves to join him, maybe this is the charm of the God of Wealth and Wealth.

"Master, tell our mother-in-law, when will you have a child?" said the husband of the couple.

Ming Jun really wants to say that he is not a fortune teller from the lower realms, but the gods are kind and willing to reveal the secrets in order to accumulate merit.

"Madam's hexagram is false, and at the same time your essence and blood are insufficient, I am afraid that you will never be pregnant in this life."

Hearing the sound, the wife cried out sadly.

"Cry, cry, cry, you still have the face to cry!" Hearing this, the already upset husband slapped his wife on the face.

"Our family married you for the sake of our children. Now that you're all right, you can't even lay an egg. What are we going to do with you? Damn, don't cry!"

The wife burst into tears and was slapped on the ground. The husband was still angry and kicked her.

(End of this chapter)