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"Understood."

The divine fortune teller gritted his teeth and showed a ruthless expression: "I'll tell you!"

"We haven't said anything yet?" Qi Zifan sighed.

"Even if you don't tell me, let me count on the chance of survival." The fortune teller was about to cry: "But your highness, if I can't bear it later, can you save my life?"

"able!"

Qi Zifan nodded: "If you die, I will reverse time and space and bring you back."

"???"

"You came here with the mentality that I must die?"

The fortune teller really cried.

"no!"

Qi Zifan shook his head solemnly: "The most that can be said is - you die, you live again, you die again, you live again."

The divine fortune teller's face twitched: "... You want to die more than once?!"

"If it's just one time, are you sure you can figure it out?"

"I···"

There is a certain certainty that there is a ghost.

He sighed long and short.

It is considered the vitality of the entire world of cultivating immortals!

The cause and effect in this is so great that the divine fortune teller alone cannot calculate it. Even if Qi Zifan helps break the cause and effect and calculates it, the backlash will be enough to kill him.

"Come on!" The fortune teller took a deep breath: "I won't die anyway, so I will do whatever I want!"
Chapter completed!