Chapter 213

Qing'er restrained some smile and said in a warm voice: "it's a tiger. You can understand almost anything. Do you think it's strange?"

Han Mo Xi had no unexpected feeling, and said in a low voice: "Ruihu is a black and white tiger with great intelligence in Tianshan Mountain. It is much higher than ordinary people's spirituality. So as long as Ruihu stays with people for a few years, he can understand what people say!"

Ruihua grinned and nodded. Yes, yes, it is smart!

Qing'er reached out and touched the tiger's head and brain, and said with a smile: "Ruihu, come on, hold one."

Qinger said and opened her arms.

As expected, Ruihu is very smart, and two step back and stand up straight, embracing Qing'er.

"Ha ha What fun Green son laughs a way.

Han Mo Xi looked at the happy Qing'er, the corner of his mouth showed a happy smile.

Then sat down next to Qing'er, picked up a black jerky and fed it to Ruihu!

"Roar..." Ruihu called happily and swallowed the dried meat.

Han Mo Xi and Qing'er have a good time with Ruihu in Luofeng palace!

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On the way to Baiyun City, Han Moze and Liu Rushuang walk out of a town restaurant.

Then I heard the voice of a white haired fortune teller: "the woman in white, I see your life is not long."

Liu Rushuang's face turned black in an instant. She looked around. She was only dressed in white. She snorted coldly. She went to the old man who was sitting with a flag. She lowered her head and asked in a cold voice, "what's the matter? Don't talk nonsense if you can't tell fortune

The old fortune teller raised his head, revealing a slightly dark and thin face, with a light on his face, so that people could not see whether it was true or not.

Seeing Liu Rushuang with a veil temperament like a cold moon, she chuckled and said, "there's a saying that you can't live without dying! Miss, if what I said is right or not, you will know after a while. As for the reason? I'm sorry I can't tell you. It's a natural chance. Don't let the dew out! "

"Hum, old man, what can't be revealed? You're just fooling around Liu Rushuang disdains cold hum, then turns to face the cold ink Ze light voice way: "Ze, let's go."

The fortuneteller stroked his beard, a calm look of bamboo in his chest.

Han Moze looked at the fortune teller carefully, and did not say yes.

Then he followed Liu Rushuang and continued to walk forward.

Sometimes I'd rather believe it or not. It seems that he has to protect frost all the time!

"Old man, how old can I live?" Lian Jiuhua walked to the stall and grinned.

The fortune teller knew he couldn't figure it out at all. But seeing that Lian Jiuhua looked like a rich son, he didn't cheat him. So he calmly reached out to Lian Jiuhua and said, "young master, let me see your palm."

"Look, even if you look, help me calculate quickly, and let me live more steadily!" Lian Jiuhua said with a smile.

The old fortune teller pretended to carefully examine Huilian Jiuhua's hand print, then smoothed his beard and said with a smile: "according to my opinion, the young master should be able to live to at least 90 years old."

As expected, Lian Jiuhua, a rich boy, immediately took out ten liang of silver and put it into the old fortune teller's hand. He said with a smile, "well done, I'm sure. This is the silver reward."

The old fortune teller took ten liang of silver with a smile on his face.

One day, he met such a rich boy. He didn't have to set up a stall to tell fortune.

Lianjiuhua swaggered away, smiling brightly on her face, as if she could live to be 90 years old.

Liu Rushuang and Han Moze of course saw that lotus Jiuhua took out ten Liang silver to fortune teller, and they were all in cold sweat.