The turtle shell's divination lasted for quite a long time. Although the turtle shell had already operated by itself under its own power, a sound of metal objects colliding in the entire room, ding ding dong dong, one round after another began.

The young man from Tianji Pavilion took action from time to time, stacking various seals and knots on the turtle shell to create layers of ghost shadows.

At the same time, everyone felt the mysterious and subtle aura at the same time. During the period when that magical aura filled, Ningxia really felt something close to the essence of the rules from this magnetic field that was very different from the world.

Don't ask why a little rookie like Ningxia has an understanding of the rules of the law of heaven. In fact, since she came to this world, for a while, a wisp of the spirit of this thing has been entangled in its body, and its ghosts have not dissipated.

At first, Ningxia didn't know what it felt like to be monitored and blocked. Later, every time she got closer to the original characters, the feeling would be stronger. Until she was far away from these original characters and was bound

The feeling of being restricted will disappear.

She knew vaguely what was entangled around her, but she didn't care. She didn't feel bad anyway. The owner of this body drowned and died. Although she was owed cause and effect, she was obedient and serious.

.Of course, Ning Xiaoxia habitually ignores her identity as a "smuggler". Who are you not guarding against?

After a long time, Ningxia felt something was wrong. Isn’t this guard against her? I was afraid that she would get involved in her own son and daughter.

However, Ning Xiaoxia really has no plan. First, it is a matter of principle, and second, it is a matter of courage. The principle is very obvious, and how could Ning Xiaoxia, who is not thief-hearted and courageous, really destroy the male and female protagonists? Besides, just pick up the bargain

It's the real kingdom, dog head jpg.

Ning Xiaoxia, a new generation of good "indigenous people", made the rules of heaven have no choice but to withdraw the ghostly spirit in disappointment, and instead came to visit from time to time, saving a lot of effort. Anyway, Ning Xiaoxia

If you don’t commit suicide, go around someone else’s little baby, everything is easy to say, and it is even happy to give some sweetness Ningxia and raise her.

In this way, Ningxia is not very familiar with things like the rules of heaven, and of course there is nothing to be proud of. But Ningxia does feel that kind of rules from the turtle shell that looks a bit mysterious and feels quite mysterious.

The power of the same source.

It seems that this Tianji Pavilion is quite famous.

But putting aside other things, to be honest, this is really a bit like the scene of a "charlatan" fraud. Of course, only Ningxia complained silently in her heart, while other zombies were all looking at the rotating turtle shell with a look of amazement and admiration.

"Clang!" The dark green turtle shell seemed to have used up its last little strength, and finally shook. The light quickly dimmed and fell hard on the wooden table.

The small silver object inside fell out of the turtle shell and a gleam flashed from afar. Ningxia vaguely recognized that it was an irregular polyhedral lump.

It looks like it is made of silver. The top of the head can clearly see a pictogram with fangs and claws under the reflection of light. It can't be understood, but it looks very obscure.

Ningxia stared straight for a while and felt dizzy and a little ached. Sure enough, she, a modern person, was not in the same way as feudal superstition.

Just as she was rushing her eyes to ensure she was awake, He Ming on the other end had already completed his divination. He looked unpredictable and pondered for a while.

The atmosphere at the scene was inexplicably heavy. Everyone stared at He Ming, who was waiting for him.

"It's not good." He Ming's tense face couldn't help but collapsed slightly, and even a faint sense of panic: "A sign of great danger."

As soon as he finished speaking, the zombies at the scene couldn't help but panic and were vaguely commotion. This was calculated by He Ming.

Everyone knows very well about He Ming. Of course, the initiator of the rebels is not so much Fang Zhuo as He Ming.

Strictly speaking, He Ming is the real core of this team. Fang Zhuo was sent by the other party to lead the zombies out of the main city.

Just before the setting fire in Ningxia, He Ming calculated through divination that the east wind was about to rise that day, which was a good time for the uprising.

Sure enough, when the Catholic City was in chaos by Ningxia, Qin Ming's team was overwhelmed, so they took advantage of the situation and pulled the flag and revolted. Without waiting for the other party to react, several major events occurred.

It was also their team that no one was affected by ore. In this large area of ​​casualties, a team was actually brought up and stood opposite Qin Ming.

Although they knew that their strength was far inferior to Qin Mingfang, they never gave up. No matter how difficult the process was, they vowed to kill Qin Ming and then return to Eternal Night with peace of mind.

This is the wish of all of them. Each of them is willing to risk extinction to exchange for another real death.

In this process, He Ming played a very important role. His rare magical powers helped them successfully escape the destroyed WeChat.

Therefore, the entire Xicheng rebels believed in him and relied heavily on his abilities.

Now for such a zombie, the core of their team has calculated the evil hexagram, which is no less than dropping an atomic bomb among them, which has devastating damage.

Everyone was panicked, it was too sudden. They were all used to relying on He Ming, but the other party told them that you have encountered a big problem. How can you not panic?

Yes, let alone them, Ningxia is a little panicked. What a shame, even if you can tell a fortune, you can immediately make a bad omen. It's so scary.

The others were still stunned, and Fang Zhuo was not so patient.

His intestines were straight and in a hurry. How could he rest when he heard such news? He didn't just rush over and grabbed the person and asked, "Brother, what are you talking about? OK, I suddenly made this happen.

It was still fine a few days ago.”

"At that time, we were just going to do everything going well when we started a crime. Are there any gods and Buddhas unhindered? What's going on with this great bad omen?"

"You're not drunk, you're wrong."

But Fang Zhuo understood that they, a living dead, could not say that they were drunk, but were just comforting themselves. He also knew that most of the things He Ming could say were true.

They might be in real trouble.

Facing Fang Zhuo's questioning, He Ming pursed his lips without saying a word.

If he could, he hoped that he would have calculated it wrong. But the Tongtian Divine Technique is a secret that the Tianji Pavilion does not pass on, and it is a powerful tool for the world to measure good and bad luck. Eighty or nine out of ten of the things that are calculated are calculated.
Chapter completed!