The group pet boss is a living ancestor

Chapter 42 You will be ill
Song Li, who had a cold face, heard Lu Chaojin speak for her on such an occasion, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Chaojin, are you speaking for me?"

It seems that although Lu Chaojin was not satisfied with the gift she gave him, he was still touched!

Song Li suddenly felt that she had taken care of Lu Chaojin, and the progress bar had moved forward a little.

"No." Lu Chaojin turned his eyes away and didn't look into her eyes: "I just think it's a little ridiculous to want to determine the fate of others with one sentence."

"Chaojin!" The patriarch of the Lu family, Lu Chaojin's father, Lu Liang, was a little anxious when he saw this, "Don't be so rude to Master!"

Song Li's reputation among the four major families was notoriously bad, and he didn't want his only son to have anything to do with her.

Besides, that was Wang Yinyang.

He also planned to ask Wang Yinyang to calculate his gambling luck in the second half of the year. There are many large-scale projects that he needs a certain amount of luck to have the opportunity to carry out.

Wang Yinyang didn't expect one to be disrespectful to him, and there is a second one.

All the attention was on Song Li just now, and she didn't notice Lu Chaojin beside her.

At this moment, he took a closer look and wanted to tell his fortune, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't see any of his future and fortune.

This... what's the situation?
No, he can't panic!
He is Wang Yinyang, Wang Yinyang who was entrusted with a mission by God since he was born.

With so many people watching, he must not panic.

"They're all ignorant juniors." Wang Yinyang couldn't stop his anger: "The bad luck has come to his head, and he can still be so calm."

"Hehe—" Song Li sneered, her phoenix eyes narrowed: "I'll give you back what I said."

Wang Yinyang gritted his teeth and waited for Song Li angrily: "What do you mean?"

"Huh?" Song Li raised her right hand lightly, pointing to her left brain: "Your Yintang is black, you will be riddled with diseases, and you will lose your children and grandchildren."

Hearing the words 'broken sons and grandchildren', Wang Yinyang felt as if a basin of ice-cold water was being poured from his head.

He is the most taboo to hear these four words, because since he was sensible, his father told him that he must be an ordinary person in this life.

Otherwise, it is very likely that their royal family will perish.

He is afraid, but he is not reconciled.Such a talent is rare in a hundred years, he can't just waste it like this.

"Song Li, shut up!" Song Yaozu blushed angrily, and said angrily, "You...you get out!"

Song Yaozu is such a superstitious person who believes in Fengshui and metaphysics, and Wang Yinyang is such an effective master. Finally, one of his granddaughters invited her here, but the other granddaughter was so disrespectful to her.

His heart went up and down like a roller coaster all day, which was very exciting.

This accident Song Yaozu felt that his life almost passed away directly.

Song Li didn't change her expression at all because of Song Yaozu's scolding. She closed her eyes lightly, and her eyes fell on Wang Yinyang's kit, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth: "Give him the name Yinyang, Ghosts and gods, Dao and utensils, innate and acquired, metaphysical and metaphysical. Yin and yang take their names and do not work."

This was the note that Wang Shouyue had put in the kit by herself when Wang Shouyue knelt outside her house for a whole month.

"You... What do you mean by your arrogant junior?" Wang Yinyang's voice trembled slightly, and he could clearly feel that the little girl in front of him, who looked less than 20 years old, had an extremely powerful aura. field, he couldn't breathe.

(End of this chapter)