Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 2897 The price of a hexagram has increased...

Early the next morning.

Jiang Nai walked out of the small room in good spirits, and saw Huangfu Qinghe and his party, and turned his head to look in his direction at the same time.

Everyone was sitting in the small courtyard eating at this time, with food such as steamed buns and water on the table.

"Morning, everyone!" Nai waved her little hand, and walked to the reserved small table to sit down.

This small table was reserved for her by Chu You, and a sumptuous breakfast had already been prepared.

Chunya Qiuye took a small bowl and spoon and handed it to her, and said with a smile, "Last night, the girl went to bed early, so dinner is useless, let's eat more today."

"Well, eat two small soup dumplings!" Jiang Naibi pointed his head with two fingers.

After Jiang Nai entered the wing room with Chu You and the others yesterday, they slipped away to Shanju Tu and stayed there for a while.

Strictly speaking, they are not too hungry. After all, they have already left the seal range of the Northern Ice Desolation at this time, and the sense of hunger and thirst is not so deep.

It's just a good habit of eating breakfast, Jiang Nai has been maintaining it for many years, and he is in a good mood, so let's eat more.

The torrential rain poured down all night, intermittently and without success.

Huangfu Qinghe and his group huddled in the main room aggrievedly, and sat and practiced all night, unlike Jiang Nai and the others who rested comfortably all night.

But no matter how miserable it is, it is better than the night spent in the rainstorm forest the day before yesterday.

Yesterday I finally had a tile to cover my head so that I wouldn't turn into a dog.

When Huangfu Qinghe looked at Jiang Nai again, his eyes were full of doubts.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Nai, a girl, could really predict the weather.

Seeing her sitting there having breakfast, Huangfu Qinghe couldn't help but cleared his throat and said with a smile, "Nai Nai, is there going to be a heavy rain next? Do you think it will be inconvenient for us to travel soon?"

Jiang Nai looked him up and down several times as if seeing something strange, "Patriarch Huangfu! Why are you still here?"

"Didn't you say you were leaving yesterday afternoon?"

Huangfu Qinghe was choked by her, and suddenly he was a little speechless.

"Aren't you leaving?" Jiang Nai looked at him with a smile, "Does the flying beast have to be fed again? It's already another night, feed it and start, but don't fly halfway and get bored."

"Oh, remember to give the money to the village elder for settlement. The accommodation fee plus breakfast and meals, as well as the feeding fee for flying beasts, just give me a thousand diamond coins."

Huangfu Qinghe was so angry that his face almost burst from the middle.

"Are you all right, Patriarch Huangfu?" Jiang Nai kindly looked at him a few times, "Seeing that your complexion is not good, is it because you are not feeling well?"

"It's okay." Huangfu Qinghe gritted his teeth, with a compensatory smile on his face, he had already scolded Jiang Nai thousands of times in his heart.

Huangfu San hurriedly smiled and stepped forward to smooth things over, "Sister Nana, you are really a person with great ability. You can even calculate the weather."

"In this way, you can help us see if we can travel smoothly now?"

"If you ask me for a fortune teller, you will have to pay for it." Jiang Nai showed a serious expression, "I will charge [-] diamond coins for a fortune teller."

"Third cousin, do you want to do the math now?"

When Chunya Qiuye heard this, she couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth silently.

Miss, this hexagram gold is rising. In the past, in Yuntian Continent, it was a hexagram of gold.

Now there are more than ten thousand gold and ten thousand gold!

Sure enough, in the Central Continent, everything has to go up.

Huangfu shrank back behind his old father with an umbrella, just wanted to be a transparent person, and didn't want to speak at all.

Huangfu Qinghe's face was livid with anger, and he glared at his ineffective third son.

(End of this chapter)