Chapter 409

The next day, early morning.

When Su Hang woke up from his dream again, this time, he didn't feel back pain, but an indescribable comfort.

After all, the current Su Hang is not like the past. After possessing the immortal body, Su Hang couldn't feel tired at all.

No matter how heavy the physical work he endures, the current Su Hang wouldn't feel any burden.

Although the old saying goes that an ox will be worked to death, the actual situation is that the field Su Hang is currently plowing is simply not enough to plow.

This is the biggest change that has happened to Su Hang during this period of time.

Su Hang lowered his head and looked at the beauty in his arms.

There was no exception this time; it was none other than Lianxing.

Lianxing at this time was fair-skinned, with a bit of charm in her maturity. Although she is not young now, relying on the heaven-defying effect of the Ming Jade Art, the real Lianxing looks only in her twenties.

Of course, for Su Hang, it doesn't matter how old she looks; practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

In any case, Lianxing can fully withstand the test.

It is imaginable that if one day Lianxing can also withstand this immortal cultivation force, she herself will change further.

Even compared to the fairy sister of that year, she would not fall behind by half.

Perhaps feeling Su Hang's movement, the gentle and sensible Lianxing also woke up just right at this time.

Seeing that she was lying in Su Hang's arms, her face flushed instantly.

"Mr., are you awake?"

Su Hang smiled faintly, touched Lianxing's face, and got up.

It was getting late, and he couldn't delay at all.

Although the current Su Hang does whatever he wants, in Xueyue City, he almost has the greatest freedom.

And Xueyue City also gives this distinguished guest the greatest authority; even if he wants to go to the Ascending Heaven Pavilion, there is no problem at all.

Of course, these are just apparent freedoms; the real situation is that Su Hang still has to be constrained by the system!

Only by fortune-telling more will he have more opportunities for the lottery, and the probability of obtaining peerless cultivation techniques will be greater.

Therefore, today's work must be done today; it must not, and cannot, be left to tomorrow.

"Mr. I'll go fortune-telling."

After saying this, Su Hang flashed in white and disappeared before his eyes.

And at the same time.

Outside the Half-Moon Inn, thousands of spectators gathered early in the morning.

These onlookers came from all over the world, from all Jianghu, just to see this world-famous first divine fortune-teller.

And as Su Hang's reputation grew, by now, even in the Huanghan Dynasty in the far east, Su Hang's name was everywhere.

And those royal nobles, high officials, and famous heroes in the Jianghu sometimes didn't hesitate to squeeze their heads just to ask for a divination from Su Hang.

And this time, unlike the past, there were a few new faces in the crowd, which was very different from the past.

One of them was none other than the leader of the Nujiao Gang—Lang Fanyun.

Lang Fanyun at this time was dressed in ordinary clothes, looking plain, and couldn't feel any internal Qi existence.

He was wearing a white plain robe, his hair was simply combed, and he sat on the southeast side, looking unfulfilled.

The current Lang Fanyun's Wu Gong had long reached the peak realm; it can be said that in the field of sword Dao, there are no more than three people in the world who can surpass him.

So much so that in the Jianghu, many people compare Wang Xianzhi with Lang Fanyun, and many good-natured people even simply call the two's sword Dao 【Lang Wang】.

For this kind of thing, Lang Fanyun and Wang Xianzhi's attitudes were surprisingly consistent, that is—they were too lazy to care.

After all, the Jianghu is not big, and it's not small. If you care about everything and calculate everything, you would have been tired to death long ago.

For such figures, if they are really unhappy, they just slap them to death; why would there be so much nonsense.

At this time, Lang Fanyun's expression moved slightly, and he said softly:

"Today I want to see what kind of magical powers this world-famous Mr. Su has, that he can know the past and the future?"

And at the same time,

On the other side of Lang Fanyun, another strange face also attracted everyone's attention.

This person was none other than the young villa master of the Divine Sword Villa, Xie Xiaofeng.

Xie Xiaofeng at this time was no longer dressed like a wanderer; he changed into brocade clothes, and what he held in his hand was the Xie family's divine sword.

Although Xie Xiaofeng was already forty-five years old, past the age of thirty, looking from afar, he was still a jade tree facing the wind, making people hard to believe.

Xie Xiaofeng looked at the empty stall in front of him, waiting patiently for the owner of the stall, with a respectful look.

On the contrary, a group of servants couldn't help but complain.

"This Mr. Su is really something, actually making our villa master wait so long!"

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"Indeed! Just a fortune-teller in the Jianghu, what is he!"

"When can a fortune-teller have such a lineup? If this continues, what will happen?"

"If you ask me, as long as the villa master gives an order, we will capture this fortune-teller and beat him up properly. If I don't, I won't be called Wang Tieniu!"

"Excessive! It's really excessive. We've been waiting for an hour, and we haven't seen half a shadow!"

Hearing the servants say this, Xie Xiaofeng said with a cold face: "Noisy!"

"If anyone is disrespectful to Mr. Su later, I will be the first not to spare him!"

After Xie Xiaofeng said this, the servants became quiet instantly, and those who just said they wanted to deal with Su Hang didn't speak either.

The servants looked at each other, not knowing what to say. For the first time in their lives, the servants saw their young master so solemn and so good-tempered. ===== CHAPTER 411 =====