He raised his feet and walked along the bustling street, looking at the small stalls on both sides, smiling sideways at Lingfei: "I've never been shopping before, how about you?"
Ling Fei smiled sweetly: "Neither do I."
"Okay," Ling Wu stared at a fortune teller in front of her, and smiled at Ling Fei: "Then let's slowly enjoy it all the way back."
When they walked to the divination stall, the fortune teller raised his head and said: "Looking at the appearance of the two girls, they must be rich and powerful people. How about doing a divination? How about looking at good fortune and longevity?"
Ling Wu raised the corners of her mouth slightly, raised her eyebrows and looked at the fortune teller: "Sir, you should calculate yourself first."
The fortune-teller's face darkened: "As the saying goes, fortune-telling does not count yourself, why do you want to make fun of me?"
Ling Wu's eyes flashed and she looked at Ling Fei with a smile: "Believe it or not, although I can't tell fortunes, I know his fate."
Ling Fei smiled softly: "That's right"
Ling Wu smiled lightly and walked forward with a smile on her face: "I have never counted fate. For me, fate is in my hands. It doesn't matter whether I count it or not."
Just as she turned around, the divinatory tube on the fortune teller's table suddenly jumped, and the bamboo sticks inside shot toward Ling Wu's back.
Under the influence of Mr. Fortune Teller's internal force, each bamboo stick is no less than an iron flying knife.
Ling Fei, who was following Ling Wu, raised her eyebrows, but didn't even turn around, as if she didn't even notice.
Lingwu smiled with satisfaction, and suddenly turned around and reached out to grab the bamboo sticks flying in the sky. When her hand stopped, there was a handful of bamboo sticks in her hand.
In the horrified eyes of the fortune teller, Ling Wu sighed leisurely: "I said, although I can't tell fortunes, I also know what your fate is, so why do you have to ask me to tell your fortune?"
After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked back. After they had taken three steps, the fortune teller's body fell back, and there was no sign of life in his eyes.
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