Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1381: Cold ink

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"You are dying."

The indifferent man opened his mouth, making Ling Xian's brows frowned. He didn't expect this person to see that he was dead soon.

Even though the ghost face fairy medicine has already got rid of half of the curse, the remaining curse still eats away at his longevity, which can indeed be described as short-lived.

At the moment, there was a dignified look in Ling Xian's eyes, but he didn't say anything yet, but the big girl and the little wife on the river quit.

"What are you talking about? You are dying!"

"You dare to curse the son, you are living impatiently, right."

"Although you are pretty good-looking, but it looks like a piece of ice, how can it be worth one ten thousandth of the son?"

The girls are chattering, they are not happy anymore.

No way, in their hearts, Ling Xian is the unquenchable sun, and they are the stars that revolve around him.

At the moment, some people say that he is about to die, and they are naturally unhappy.

This made Ling Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't expect these women to defend themselves so much.

However, what the indifferent man said was the truth. Although it was a bit exaggerated, he had already been seduced by death. No one can refute this.

At the moment, he waved his hand at the girls and said: "He is right, I am indeed dying."

Hearing this, the women were stunned, and then they showed a bit of sadness. Many women even started to cry.

This left the icy man speechless. After holding back for a long time, he suffocated a sentence: "You...you really have a womanhood."

"I would rather not."

Ling Xian smiled bitterly and shook his head, and said: "I don't know your name, Gao?"

"Cold ink."

The iceberg man opened his mouth and stood proudly on the flat boat, like an iceberg standing tall, and it was cold for hundreds of miles.

"People are as they are."

Ling Xian let out a chuckle, then constricted to smile, and said with a serious face: "I want to come, your Excellency, boarding, not just to say a word to me."

"Of course not. I boarded the ship for you."

Leng Mo faintly said: "I know you, a monster who was born out of nowhere and moved the world."

"Reward."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "I just want to know, since you can see that I am dead soon, can you remove the hidden dangers from me?"

"Everyone knows the emperor, but how many people can become the emperor?" Leng Mo asked back.

"Understood." Ling Xian smiled slightly, not disappointed.

How can the curse that even the invincible **** emperor be helpless can easily get rid of?

"I boarded the ship, just want to see what kind of evildoer that can pass the test of the gods, by the way, I will give you a divination." Leng Mo said lightly, really as the name suggests, indifferent to the extreme.

"Divination?"

Ling Xian came with interest and smiled lightly: "Interesting, I don't know what you want to do for me?"

"Counting you and Tuoba Liufeng in a battle, it is good or bad, success or failure." Lengmo stood with his hands in his hand, dancing with white clothes and black hair, showing the grandmaster's bearing.

"Interesting, you can count it, I would like to see if it is accurate."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, she was also peerless, not inferior to cold ink, and even worse.

"My Gua, I have never miscalculated."

Leng Mo spoke faintly, his eyebrows glowed, and mysterious symbols emerged, like stars, illuminating the sky.

Suddenly, the rhyme of Taoism is flowing, mysterious and unpredictable.

"What is the power of Wuhun..."

Ling Xian raised his eyebrows, saying that the spirit of martial arts is indeed magical, and it can actually test good and bad luck and predict the future like a deduction.

"Strange hexagrams."

Leng Mo frowned slightly as he looked at the peculiar symbol that exuded Taoist rhyme, and then stopped urging the martial soul.

"What does this hexagram say, is it success or failure?" Ling Xian was very interested.

"Unsuccessful or undefeated, in other words, opportunities and risks coexist." Leng Mo shook his head.

"In other words, there are opportunities for me, but there are also dangers?" Ling Xian smiled faintly, and did not take it to heart.

It's not to deny Leng Mo's deduction ability, but no matter what he calculates, he must go to this battle.

Not only because he has made an appointment, but also because he desires to have a strong opponent, especially when his life is not long, he desires even more.

And Tuoba Liufeng is undoubtedly the best candidate.

He is one of the brightest stars in the Xuanwu Continent. His combat power is definitely the top of the Rongdao Realm, and he will definitely allow Ling Xian to fight!

"Not bad."

Leng Mo nodded lightly and said: "It seems that if you fight with Tuoba Liufeng, interesting things will happen."

"Maybe." Ling Xian smiled indifferently, with a look of expectation shining in his star eyes.

"It's not maybe, it's destined."

Leng Mo corrected and said: "My Gua, never goes wrong."

"Well, you say destined is destined."

Ling Xian was too lazy to argue with this person, saying: "So, you will go to watch the battle?"

"Nature." Lengmo cherishes the words like gold, and the words are concise and concise.

"I think so, how to say, Tuoba Liufeng is your competitor." Ling Xian gave a deep and indifferent look.

This caused Leng Mo to frown slightly and said, "Indeed, it's not just Tuoba Liufeng, you and the Seventh Demon are my competitors."

"Sure enough..."

Ling Xian smiled faintly. Only the Shenhuang candidate can have the confidence to regard the Shenhuang candidate as a competitor. In other words, it is Leng Mo, one of the brightest stars in Xuanwu Continent.

He had already noticed this.

Although Leng Mo looks imposing, but what kind of eyesight does he have? At a glance, I can see that Leng Mo is like a wild beast, powerful and outrageous!

"You are very nice, it's not worth it, I came to see you." Leng Mo's expression was calm and his tone was extremely flat, but he could hear that his praise came from the heart.

"You are good too."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said: "How, do you want to go with you?"

"That's what I meant." Leng Mo did not refuse.

Although from a certain point of view, he and Ling Xian are rivals, but at least not for now.

"Let's go, then, just take a look at whether your hexagram is accurate."

Ling Xian smiled at the corners of his mouth and tapped the hull with his toes.

This stunned everyone on the banks of the Jianghuai Lake.

Because there is a forbidden space here, creatures below the sixth level can't fly at all. In other words, Ling Xian is a strong person above the sixth level.

Although Leng Mo was the same, it was not as strong as the shock brought by Ling Xian, because in the hearts of everyone, he was just a low-ranking man.

However, at this moment, he has become the strongest of the sixth stage. How can everyone not feel shocked?

"My God, the son turned out to be the sixth strongest!"

"No wonder I think he is like a deep sea, unpredictable~IndoMTL.com~ turns out to be stronger than my ancestor!"

"It's so handsome, it's like a goddess descending from the earth!"

The girls stared at Ling Xian in a daze, their obsession became more intense, but soon they turned into bleakness.

Firstly, he is too good for them, and they don't think they are worthy. Secondly, he is short-lived.

"Well, it's a pity that such an excellent person will die soon."

"This is probably the **** jealous of talent."

The women sighed, and even many women have quietly wiped their tears.

This made Ling Xian stagger and almost didn't fall from mid-air.

He is indeed a curse with no solution, but at any rate there are still twenty years to live. How come they feel like they are running out of time?

Ling Xian smiled bitterly, too lazy to bother, and flew straight towards Izuyun Mountain.

Lengmo followed closely.