The veins on Ling Luo's forehead popped out, and he turned around. He thought silently in his heart: Not this guy, not this guy, definitely not this guy.
"Hey? Sir, why are you leaving? My predictions are very accurate. You just received a great opportunity not long ago. Along with the opportunity, there will be endless disasters."
The bad old man raised his voice and shouted at Ling Luo's leaving back.
Ling Luo's heart moved.
A great opportunity? Does it mean that in Nongying Pavilion, I received the great enlightenment Buddha light taught to me by Hua Nongying?
Ling Luo calmed down, thought for a moment, turned around, looked at the bad old man, and said: "The head of the Zhuxing Sect has issued a heavenly death order on me. This is something that all the nine deceptions know, old man
Son, it’s not surprising that you can recognize me.”
Ling Luo was not stupid and allowed the other party to fool him.
The little cicada didn't seem to dislike the old man's outrageous appearance at all. Instead, he moved up to him very affectionately, and landed on the old man's head, which looked like a chicken coop that hadn't been washed in months, and rubbed it affectionately.
"Madam, the old man has a clever plan." The bad old man refused to accept it. He pretended to be serious, narrowed his small eyes and said, "You will soon face a catastrophe. What you say is true."
"A big disaster? Immediately?" Ling Luo raised his eyebrows.
"Forget it, Luo'er, don't listen to his nonsense." Xuanyuan Yu couldn't stand it any longer. He stretched out a hand, grabbed his wife's slender waist, and pulled her away.
"Haha, sir, don't believe it."
The bad old man stretched out a hand to the sky and said, "Look at the sky, it was clear just now. But since Madam stepped into this street, it immediately became covered with dark clouds and filled with evil spirit."
Ling Luo raised his head, looked in the direction pointed by the old man, and saw dark clouds in the sky.
This is no ordinary dark cloud.
Ling Luo had felt this special aura not long ago in the Demon Sealing Sect.
It's a demon!
Ling Luo frowned slightly, his expression suddenly turned sharp, and the Wuxiang Sword immediately appeared in his hand.
At this time, Ling Luo suddenly heard a voice in his head. It was the Taoist Jiaocheng who was practicing with great concentration in the Babu Pagoda.
"Madam, this is the aura of my junior brother, Taoist Long! You must be careful!"
Ling Luo's face became darker and darker.
When she and Yu left the Demon Sealing Sect, they killed Taoist Long's disciple, a pangolin monster who didn't know the heights of the sky.
Unexpectedly, Taoist Long came to seek revenge so soon.
"How is it, madam? Do you trust me now?"
The bad old man chuckled, and his voice seemed particularly meaningful.
Ling Luo then looked at the bad old man seriously, his eyes became different, and asked: "Are you really the tree of life in the underworld?"
The bad old man just smiled and didn't explain much.
"My meeting with Madam is considered destined, so why not let me resolve this disaster for Madam."
As he spoke, the bad old man took out a piece of wrinkled bark from his arms, bit his fingertips, and drew a strange rune on the bark.
The rune was very simple, yet impenetrable. It looked vaguely like a simplified version of the creation rune.
The bad old man laughed, then blew on the talisman he had just drawn, and a ball of flame suddenly ignited on the talisman.