Bright red blood flowed out from between the fingers.

Su Fan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Why is this old man's blood red?

Is this guy really from some mysterious race?

Countless possibilities flashed through Su Fan's mind.

"I'll check it out, it's true, it's true..."

After a while, the old man wiped the blood from his mouth, put down his hand, and slowly exhaled a breath.

"Half of this old man's life is gone now."

Su Fan: "..."

Is it that exaggerated?

Seeing the old man telling fortunes until he vomited blood, there was a burst of ridicule from around him.

Then the crowd dispersed in a hurry, obviously feeling that the old man was not reliable.

"Master, how do you feel?"

Although he felt that something was wrong with the old man, he had made an oath to heaven after all and would definitely not harm him. Su Fan still had to be concerned.

"It's okay, it's okay, I won't die."

The old man waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

"Master, is it such an exaggeration? Isn't it just a matter of fortune-telling?"

Su Fan's expression was a little unnatural.

If it's true, he hopes it's false.

If it's fake, then the old man's acting skills are really awesome.

"A fortune telling? That's easy for you to say. Ahem, do you know how much it will cost to tell a fortune for someone like you?"

The old man's expression had softened a bit, but Su Fan was so angry.

"Then have you figured it out?"

"Hmph! If the old man takes action, he will be able to capture him easily."

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately became energetic.

"Then tell me quickly, what did you calculate?"

Su Fan looked curious.

"I figured it out..."

The old man lowered his voice, and then lowered his voice just to be on the safe side.

"A pair of hands."

Su Fan: “!!!”

"A pair of black hands, pure black color, this thing is very important, you must not lose it."

Seeing Su Fan's furious expression, the old man knew that he was right.

"How...how did you know?"

Su Fan's voice was trembling.

This old man actually figured out the relics left by the Black Hand Immortal Emperor.

"Nonsense, of course it was calculated."

The old man's face looked a little ugly.

"Fuck! Master! You are the real master."

Su Fan was convinced.

"It's still nonsense. Can I lie to you? Ahem."

Finally, Su Fan was convinced. The old man still felt very accomplished.

"Master, tell me quickly."

Su Fan looked eager.

"I haven't calculated the specific situation. It will probably kill me. However, these black hands are only part of that thing. You need to keep looking for it. When you find everything, all the mysteries will be revealed."

After hearing this, Su Fan suddenly fell into silence.

After the old man said this, it’s as if he didn’t say it.

"Master, I got the pair of black hands accidentally. What is the rest? Where should I find it? Please make it clear."

The old man shook his head with a profound look on his face.

"Everything has its own destiny. You just need to remember and keep looking. Destiny is a thread and it will guide you."

"That's...okay."

Su Fan looked helpless. The old man had already vomited blood for himself. He couldn't force the old man to death.

"My lord, I have one more piece of advice."

The old man took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Master, tell me."

Su Fan looked respectful.

"You have to be aware."

"What realization?"

"The consciousness of sacrifice."

Su Fan frowned.

"Master, are you saying that I will die?"

"No, not necessarily."

The old man shook his head and continued.

"It may or may not be you, but it is definitely your closest relative. No one can see through your fate. Everything depends on your own choice."

Su Fan suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

Because the old man's tone at this time was somewhat similar to Shang Yan.

"I understand, Master, thank you."

Su Fan said sincerely.

"My lord, extend your right hand."

Su Fan immediately stretched out his hand.

The old man stretched out a finger, put it into his mouth, and then bit the fingertip hard, and bright red blood immediately dripped.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Shh!"

Signaling Su Fan not to speak, the old man stretched out his bitten finger and copied the black eye revelation pattern on the back of Su Fan's right hand.

He followed the lines and copied the pattern.

The originally black eyes quickly turned red.

"Condensation!"

With the last stroke, the old man clicked on the center of the revelation pattern.

That is the position of the eyeballs.

"Phew...done."

Withdrawing his hand and wiping the sweat from his head, Su Fan looked at the old man and could clearly feel that his breath was much weaker.

"Master, what have you done?"

"It's nothing. I did some tricks and it should be able to block it for a while."

He lightly snapped his fingers, and with a crisp sound, the pattern on the back of Su Fan's hand faded at a rapid speed.

After a while, it disappeared.

"Master, you got rid of the revelation pattern?!"

Su Fan's voice was full of surprise.

"Of course not."
To be continued...