Chapter 1273： Geng Yun stroke (9)

Chapter 1273 Geng Yun had a stroke (9)

"Oh, you girl." Xuan Yin pinched her jaw and forced her to look up, "Ma Yuan is Ma Yuan, I am me, don't confuse them, besides, I am not his son!"

"It's not that your father didn't find other women." Ning Yue muttered.

Xuanyin choked, as if his father wasn't very dedicated, he said that like a father, like a son, no wonder Yueyue didn't trust him so much. He cupped her face: "Don't worry, even if you become fat like a pig, I won't let you go."

Ning Yue laughed out loud: "You are the pig!"

While speaking, the carriage stopped suddenly.

Xuanyin frowned: "Why don't you leave?"

The coachman replied: "In answer to your lord, there are too many people in front and it is blocked."

"This street is so wide, how can it be blocked?" Ning Yue asked, opening the curtain of the car window, and saw that the usually spacious street was indeed crowded with people rubbing shoulders, "Go and see what's going on. ?”

"Yes!" The driver jumped off the ground and walked towards the center of the crowd. After a while, he turned back with a dazed expression, "Princess Princess, she is a fortune teller."

"Everyone be quiet." A very young boy's voice sounded from behind the crowd. It had just changed, and there was still a hint of childishness, but the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

Ning Yue frowned, poked her head out, and looked over there, and could vaguely see a young man in black gauze and white shirt sitting beside a simple booth. The bridge of the nose is high, the sky is full, the corners of the lips are slightly raised, and the color of the lips is light. He sits there, his clothes are still, but the whole person exudes an aura of immortality.

"Master, can you take a look for me?" An old woman threw herself at his feet.

The young man said unhurriedly: "If you want to ask your daughter, then you don't need to read, she will be back in three days."

The old woman shook her body in disbelief: "Really... Really? My daughter has been missing for ten years... Will she come back? Master, didn't you lie to me?"

The young man said quietly: "I am a prophet, and I only tell the truth, not lies."

The old woman kowtowed three times excitedly, and left with tears streaming down her face.

Ning Yue looked suspiciously at Xuanyin who was in the car with a relaxed face: "What is a prophet?"

"A person who does not know the prophet." Xuanyin continued to wave the fan for her.

Over there, someone squeezed in front of the young man again. They were a couple, looking at their age, they were about thirty or so.

The woman asked with a smile: "Master, since you are so effective, can you help us calculate, when will we have a child?"

The young man glanced at the man calmly, and said: "You are destined to have no son, you have your destination, and he has his. Today is the day when your fate ends."

"You...you boy, how do you talk?" The man's face darkened, "Aren't you just a little brat? You're still pretending to be the disciple of Master Tianxuan! I think you're a genius! You don't have any skills!"

The young man said calmly: "Offending the prophet is a capital offense."

"You..." The man raised his hand and slapped the young man!

However, before his hand touched a single hair of the boy, his body shook and he fell to the ground. Among the onlookers, there was a senior doctor who was fairly experienced. The old doctor rushed to rescue him, but he only checked his nose and found that he had passed away.

This just fulfills what he said earlier: Today is the day when your destiny ends.

The woman was immediately stunned.

Ning Yue shook her head, thinking: "When I was in Huichun Hall, someone blackmailed us like this. I don't know if that man died for real or in fake form."

The young man turned his head suddenly: "If madam doesn't believe it, you can check for yourself to see if this man is really dead."

Ning Yue's heart trembled, she didn't say anything at all, could that guy be able to read minds?

The young man looked at Ning Yue quietly with his eyes as calm as an ancient well, and the crowd followed his movements and looked towards Ning Yue.

Ning Yue's eyes swept away, there were too many people, she didn't want to reveal her identity, so she lowered the curtain.

"Ma'am."

The boy's voice was extremely abrupt in the silent street.

"It's all here, may I send you a word?"

Is there something wrong here? She didn't know him at all, what message did she want him to send?

"Husband and wife are originally birds in the same forest, and when disaster strikes, they fly separately. Madam, be careful of butterflies."

(end of this chapter)