When the clairvoyant was about to look into the depths of Ning Feng's soul with his eyes that turned white, he seemed to be hallucinating and heard a female voice that made him feel a little creeped out.

"I found that someone seemed to have wandered into my territory."

Not an illusion!

The next moment, the discerner noticed a somewhat annoyed soul wave coming over him!

"Are you planning to let others poach me again?"

"It's outrageous enough to send me a copy of that video, but you actually ended up doing it yourself..."

"He's mine!"

"Go away, mother!"

Feeling the turbulent soul fluctuations approaching rapidly, at this moment, the discerner knew what misfortune was mentioned in the "prophecy".

An angry legendary alchemist's unreasonable soul attack would definitely seriously injure himself in his current fragile state.

A prophecy that is only half true...

"Oh, old man, I really have a hard life."

Sighing, since he didn't find anything and was caught by the owner of the house, the old man no longer had the desire to stay here and forcibly disconnected this part of his soul.

Such a result will cause the soul to be injured, but at least it will not be seriously injured.

"Pfft! Ha!"

The clairvoyant opened his eyes suddenly in his seat and breathed laboriously.

After waiting for a long time, he rubbed his temples painfully and gritted his teeth:

"This is really, why are you staring at him!"

"Obviously she was a little autistic elf girl back then, but now she has become an old girl. Why is she so angry?"

"I remember that I didn't tease her much at that time. Didn't I just say a few prophecies? Speaking of which, what was it?"

Touching his beard, the clairvoyant said to himself uncertainly:

"It seems to be related to men..."

The muttering voice gradually became lower, and the clairvoyant slowly fell into a deep sleep. He needed to make up for the missing part of his soul as soon as possible.

And just after his soul disappeared, Shireen, who had already stood up on the big bed, curled her lips and lay back on the bed.

"What a nagging old man!"

"There is not a single reliable word in your mouth!"

"snort!"

…

…

Ning Feng, who seemed completely unaware of everything, slowly exhaled the moment the old man left and took over his body again.

Wiping the non-existent sweat on his forehead, Ning Feng murmured:
Chapter completed!