Fang Junmei is so smart. He remembers Gao De's tricks of meeting people in his life, not talking about friendship, but only trading, and never dares to forget them.

A pair of eyes narrowed, realizing that something was wrong.

"...Fellow Daoist, you seem to wish that I owe you a favor. Is it because of something that I did to let me down?"

Fang Junmei stared at the other party and said leisurely.

But his eyes became extremely sharp, and he was a majesty that only human ancestors had. Through his eyes, he suppressed the other party.

Gao De instantly felt like falling into an ice cave, and his hair stood up. He knew that he had just been anxious and had a flaw. If he couldn't answer this question well, he might not be able to survive today.

In an instant, the outside world disappeared.

It seemed as if only two people were left at the corner of the street, and the world became strangely quiet.

A drop of cold sweat came out from Gaode's forehead, and the person's mind flew.

After only a few breaths, he said solemnly: "To be honest, Brother Dao, I collided with Lightning. You also know that I had a few conflicts with him. We fought several times. I knew he was your brother, so I was anxious to ask you for this favor to save your life."

Gaode is also very proficient in language art.

"You killed him?"

Fang Junmei asked again immediately, her expression getting colder.

"No, absolutely not. I swear to you. I have never killed him. I have only fought a few times, and I have not found anyone else to kill him."

Gao De replied immediately.

"Where is he now?"

Fang Junmei asked again.

Gao De smiled bitterly and said, "I really don't know this anymore. Everyone has gone their own way."

When Fang Junmei heard this, he stared at him deeply for a few more times, and thought for a moment: "You need to make a vow to me, and I guarantee that what you said just now is true."

"Of course it's no problem!"

Gao De agreed readily.

Although he had thought for a short time, he had considered every word he had dealt with in the past two paragraphs, which was similar to the matter, but the meaning was completely different, and he took advantage of God's loopholes.

And what happened to him, Lightning, and the mysterious Bai Daier later?

Fang Junmei nodded slightly when she heard this.

The two flew to a remote place outside the mountain.

Gao De made a sworn oath and thunder passed by, and it was indeed safe.

Logically speaking, Gaode is not a creature in this world, and has not been reincarnated in this world, so he should not be bound by the oath of human ancestors.

But perhaps because he had been in this world for a long time, or for other reasons that cannot be understood, God still obeyed after this person made an oath.

When he arrived here, Fang Junmei nodded slightly again.

Gao De looked at him and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Junmei said, "Let's go, find a secluded place and help me calculate this hexagram."

Gao De nodded happily, knowing that this favor was halfway through. Fang Junmei has always valued friendship and friendship. If this favor is used well, he can save his life.

Just in the nearby mountains, a cave was opened up. After the two of them entered, they just finished it.

Gao De also took the initiative. This time he took out the fortune-telling sign, and he actually took out the sixty-four fortune-telling signs, and did not avoid Fang Junmei.

In the middle of the small cave, clouds and mists are evaporated. Among the clouds and mists, sixty-four hexagrams of the emperor are floating and sinking, and the light is shining!

"Please sprinkle a drop of blood on every hexagram with brother Dao!"

Gao De pinched his inexplicable hand gestures and said quietly.

Fang Jun's eyebrows were silent, and he cut his fingers, and sixty-four drops of blood popped up.

Hissing-

It was as if cold water was poured on the red-hot iron. After every drop of blood fell on the top of the hexagram, it made a hissing sound, and the blood-colored mist rose.

Soon, sixty-four blood-colored mists evaporated, as if sixty-four blood-fog flowers were blooming in the cloud-white mist.

Gaode's body, the aura of Taoist heart burned, and he flew his fingertips, making complicated marks in the direction of the sixty-four hexagrams.

call!

call!

The golden mark flew away like a flying, and after it melted into the fog that covered the hexagrams, the fog suddenly rolled wildly and turned, but the speed seemed to be unfast, and no abnormal hexagram was shown.

Gaode's hand gestures are pinched until they fly.

The staring eyes became more and more serious, and my body was sweating like rain.

The sixty-four flowers of blood mist bloomed and closed, as if they were about to melt into something, but before they were formed, they dispersed halfway.

"What's wrong..."

Gao De murmured in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Junmei glanced at him and said lightly, knowing this guy's temperament of being unable to get up early without profit, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with him. He just thinks that Gaode is playing with a flower gun and uses a bitter trick to gain greater favors.

Gao De said seriously: "I just calculated casually before, and I didn't know what I would calculate, but now I look at it, I'm afraid I have to calculate a great thing related to Brother Dao."

True or fake?

Fang Junmei threw him a half-believing look.

Seeing this, Gao De smiled bitterly and knew that he had never had a good impression in the other party's eyes. Now that he called the wolf, he didn't believe it anymore.

The mind is yin and I want to interrupt this fortune telling!

But when I think about it again, this favor is really important. No matter how difficult it is, I have to take it and earn this favor.

"Forget it, Brother Dao, today I am trying to spend half of my life energy to help you calculate the result of this hexagram!"

Gao De gritted his teeth and said.

Fang Junmei didn't say anything and gave him a look of your performance.

Gao De's face turned darker. After cursing Fang Jun's eyebrows in his heart, his gestures changed, and the blood-red light came from his palm.

Huhu--

It was still a complicated mark, but from here it turned blood red, hideous and eye-catching, as if there would be blood flowing down after a while.

one!

two!

Three!

The blood-colored marks were injected, and the fog was turning faster and faster. The sixty-four blood mist flowers in the center turned into a vortex-like red airflow.

But still - it did not condense into a hexagram.

Seeing this, Gao De smiled harder and harder. Now he was in a difficult position, so he could only grit his teeth and pinch his hands faster.

The man's handsome face, like a young man, began to pale quickly, his black hair began to turn white, and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes began to gradually emerge.

In just a short time, I grew old.

Fang Jun's eyes swept over Gao De's appearance, and felt his vitality passing by. He finally believed it a little, and at the same time, he became a little nervous about the result of this hexagram.

A cup of tea!

Two cups of tea!

Time passes by little by little.
Chapter completed!