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The mistress gritted her teeth, struggled for a moment, took a deep breath, and then greedily stared at the essence of the sea demon's life, and finally a word burst out from the cracks of her teeth:

"good!"

She began to move with all her concentration, and swept across the table like a claw, and the calculation tools were filled with inspiration, as if they had suddenly had life.

Ning Feng nodded slightly when he saw this, knowing that the mistress was finally serious.

"If even this mistress of the gold tent can't be able to do it, then I will completely extinguish my opportunistic mind and focus on developing myself. When the two sides meet, I will try my best to decide the male and female."

As soon as he thought about this, Ning Feng's desire for gains and losses dissipated a lot and became calm.

If possible, if you can do it, it’s not bad to take shortcuts;

If this fails, the right path can also be done.

In fact, Ning Feng’s state of mind and nature at this moment are actually the basic conditions for taking shortcuts and exerting his strange plans.

Anyone who is serious about gains and losses is either successful or gives up, then it is not a shortcut or a magic plan.

If there is no shortcut, the bird cannot cross it, and the strange plan will die of a fetus. 9, w▲ww. There is no need to prepare in the belly, so it is better to follow the right path obediently.

Ning Feng was calm, but the mistress opposite him was already focused and unconsciously paying attention to him.

I only saw that this time the mistress used the calculating chip, but it had been replaced by the jade calculating chip. The jade calculating chips did not need to collide in the barrel. Instead, they floated up together and emitted nine-colored lights in the air.

Ning Feng extinguished his desire for gains and losses. Looking at it with an indifferent attitude, he was amazed and admired.

Under the detailed count of those jade pieces, there are 365 pieces, which correspond to the number of small circles. Each piece has different colors and lusters.

God knows where to find such roots and traits, and all kinds of different kinds of jade materials are used to carve this set of calculation tools.

Every piece of calculation is shining. There is also a strong smell of world on it, like Ning Feng's box of furnace copper. At first glance, it has been used for many years. I am afraid it is not just a treasure used by this generation of the old mistress.

They don’t know how many people’s fate has been calculated...

As soon as Ning Feng's brain turned here, he saw a sudden change.

Three hundred and sixty-five calculations responded to the old mistress's shout, and they all flew up and collided with each other. Some of the lights soared, some dimmed; some flew higher and higher, and some fell down...

Ning Feng understood this when he saw this. As long as there is only one person who flew the highest and brightest in the air in the end, he calculated the result and got the desired answer.

A trace of expectation just emerged and was extinguished in the bud.

"Bang bang bang bang bang~~~"

The sound of the bamboo chips that were much more violent than the previous destruction of the heavenly punishment, exploded. One of the three hundred and sixty-five jade chips was calculated and all of them were fried into powder in the air and drifted down.

"snort!"

The old mistress groaned again, and her wrinkled face showed an unnatural redness.

"I don't believe it."

This time, Yu Sangchou's destruction completely made the old mistress furious. She didn't even have time to have a different idea, but was completely covered up by her anger.

Ning Feng opened his mouth and before he could spit out the encouragement, he saw the old mistress take out a game of Go. Even the board and chess pieces were carved from different stones, with a quaint luster.

I hoped that the chess pieces would move, as if there were two invisible people talking on the chessboard, and they would fall to the Tianyuan position as soon as they started. Beacons gradually rose in the corners...

Ning Feng was obsessed with the impression that this method was simply amazing, but after just planning the matter, he didn't need to mention the confidence and expectations.

Sure enough, in less than ten breaths, the sound of fried beans bursting constantly, and finally the chessboard cracked and then exploded into countless gravels, sweeping across the entire golden tent like a storm.

Ning Feng was still ready, so he hid behind the chair and was not injured by accident.

The old mistress was much more miserable. She was a chessboard and divination magic weapon, and she had no choice but to hide and made a mess.

Jumped off the chair, the old mistress had a silver hair flying, as if she was caught one by one by one by one by one by one, with a smell of fangs and claws.

"Come again!"

These two words were roared by the old mistress himself, which made Ning Feng's ears look deaf.

This time, Ning Feng had no temper and didn't say a word, for fear that the old mistress would react as soon as she made a sound, and that would be a big deal.

In fact, the old mistress also forgot Ning Feng at this moment. Her hunched body almost burst into frustration, leaving no room for herself to think. Almost as soon as the stone powder on the chess board fell down, she grabbed another thing.

Ning Feng's pupils contracted and his expression changed.

This time, he was a little confident.

The old mistress grabbed the most inconspicuous turtle shell on the entire desk, but it was placed in the center!

These tortoise shells are obviously old. Not to mention the old mistress, even her grandmother, I am afraid that they are not as old as these tortoise shells.

It is covered with traces of carving and roasting with knives. It is the most primitive and most accurate calculation tool for the way of heaven.

Well, Ning Feng has high hopes for it.

The old mistress couldn't sit still anymore, and she danced back and forth on the ground, spreading her hair and dancing with her hands, just like a great dancer.

Although these actions are ridiculous, the effects are not vague at all.

With her movements, countless spiritual lights gathered over, and with a bunch of spiritual lights as fuel, a bunch of spiritual fire grew in the void.

The tortoise shell has a spirit, and it flies by itself and falls on the spiritual fire, as if the spirit turtle is still alive, it is as natural and comfortable as it drags its tail in the mud.

There were indescribable light sounds coming into my ears, which were slow and even at first, but later on, and gradually became a sense of general trend.

Ning Feng heard it in his ears, as if it was winter and spring, he stood by the frozen river. He heard the sound of the ice river melting little by little with spring.

If Ning Feng hadn't been fully focused, the cracks that could hardly be noticed began to appear on the tortoise shell like a human palm pattern.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I wonder how many times can I use such a treasure?"

"If this old mistress hadn't been blinded by anger and frustration, she wouldn't have been willing to use this treasure."

Ning Feng thought about it with his toes that the old mistress really invested a lot this time.

In this way, the tortoise shells passed down from ancient times still have enough space to form new cracks. They will definitely not be easy to find, and the value of each piece will not be lower than a treasure of heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, he held his breath more and more, fearing that the old mistress would be reluctant to let go of it again.

In fact, the old mistress had long remembered it, and regret was like a bug, and she was gnawing on her heart.

"I'm obsessed with it, why do I use tortoise shell for that brat? I'll accompany you, and the last few pieces."

She wanted to stop. The problem was that the operation was, the tortoise shell calculations, and she couldn't stop when it started. She was in a difficult situation.

"Forget it, just be done."

"The essence of the life of the squid demon!"

The old mistress began to imagine again.

It was probably because her previous experience was too painful. As soon as the imagination started, she spontaneously pulled it out. Whenever those beautiful scenes appeared, nothing good happened.

This time, it is no exception.

"Swish~"

This is the sound of flames rising.

The tortoise shell completely cracked without warning, and from the cracked gap, there were a bunch of flames rushing.

In an instant, the tortoise shell turned into ashes.

Ning Feng could even see the virtual image of a spirit turtle screaming and annihilated.

"Bang!"

The old mistress seemed to have a fist on her chest hard, and she took a few steps back, and her muffled groans were like thunder, and two blood lines slid through her nostrils and flowed down.

The tortoise shell was destroyed and the mistress was injured.

Is the destruction of the treasure heartache for the mistress? Or is it a small matter? The key is that the punishment of heaven turns into spiritual fire, burning her soul, which is the root of the injury.

The old mistress was disbelief and screamed:

"Boy, tell me quickly, who do you want to calculate? Is the throne?"

She just counted a throne, and at best she had no results or caused the other party to notice it. She never suffered such a big backlash.

This is a real punishment!

"That's not, that kid is just like me, at best a little better than an ordinary person."

Ning Feng shrugged and said a truth that was not the truth.

The old mistress has no doubt about this.

The initial bamboo calculation can be driven by the bamboo calculation, which is enough to prove that the other party is not a real strong person, otherwise the bamboo calculation will not be able to lock in the other party at all, and it will always start to calculate.

This is almost a mortal.

When will they calculate the whole family of the people and calculate a mortal, and they will pay such a price and get nothing?

If the old mistress had the same past life as Ning Feng, she would definitely scream: "This is unscientific!"

Unfortunately, she didn't.
To be continued...