At this moment, between the endless sea hanging high outside the sky and the evil horse platform, a few people were nervously looking down at the changes in the light.

Kuafu was not patient enough, so he drank a whole can of beer in one breath, scratched his head and looked at Xuanniao: "Can it work?"

"How do I know?" Xuanniao replied without raising her head, frowned, as if she had seen some ominous clues.

Kuafu was stunned: "Isn't this what you arranged?"

The old man looked back at him, "It should be said that this was her own voluntary."

"..." Kuafu didn't know what he said, "There are always signs, right? You just didn't see anything?"

"No, use the star-seeing eyes to see clearly - it is completely lifeless."

Xuanniao raised her hand, picked up a few white beards on her chin, and sighed helplessly, "This is the destined disaster in her destiny. If she can't escape or escape, she may... She can choose to take the initiative to deal with the disaster, and at least she can still take the initiative in her own hands.

Next, it depends on her determination and cloud count. If you can pass through it, the sea will be wide and the sky will not pass through it. If you can't pass through it, you will be wiped out.

I can only give her a chance. Whether she can go against the will of heaven or not depends on herself.”

"...Is there no way?" Kuafu asked.

"Yes, I have."

Xuanniao raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the venue: "Did you see the little devil who just left the venue? Yes, it's Huai Shi. That little devil's fortune is so great. The natural dragon and phoenix among people will either be famous in history or be infamous for thousands of years.

If the little girl Xueya really wants someone to help her, as long as he is there, the possibility of success will be 10% higher. But the price is that she will be entangled with him in the future.

A better way is to find Bai Ze. With Bai Ze here, you will turn bad luck into good fortune and bring good fortune in times of trouble. You will have no worries about everything. As long as she does not leave Bai Ze too far, the death disaster will never come in the lifetime.

But look, didn’t she even speak in the end?”

For Xuanniao, this decision is not wrong. After all, it is better to seek others than to seek others.

Luck is ultimately limited. Bai Ze knew that his talent was too easy to turn his juniors into waste, so he ran away all day long. Of course, part of the reason was that she was lazy and was thinking about how to travel with public funds every day.

And Huai Shi... if the distance is too close, maybe he will be entangled in by the red line of the boy's wool ball... "

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned around and instructed seriously: "Xiaobai, you must stay away from the scumbag in the future, do you know?"

"ah?"

Bai Dizi looked up at him in a vague way.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it..." Xuanniao rubbed his brow tiredly: "Anyway, with the destiny of the Phoenix Wanjie Piyi, there will be no major happening."

Are you a little over-worrying?

This is a problem he has been trying to avoid:

After achieving Xuanniao, he had the ability to perceive the destiny of the Star Eye. With his always careful and stable style, he could say that he had never been in trouble and did everything smoothly.

But at the same time, is it a bit too cautious and rigid?

After all, elders cannot complete all the roads on behalf of children... Who is born to be willing to listen to other people's orders to be puppets?

Even if this road seems to be a dead end to Xuanniao, she wants to rush to the point, can she still tie her up every day?

She wants to go, so she will go.

At least you will not be doomed.

At worst, she would arrange for her to change her practice. The fourteen sublimation paths in the open, plus the four hidden in the secret, were space for her to display her skills.

But if possible, who hopes that their children will fail?

"The rebellious period is really troublesome."

Xuanniao sighed helplessly, looked at the girl beside her who should be about to reach the rebellious stage, and became more and more worried.

"Someone is here."

In the silence, Bai Dizi suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

In the sky, at the end of the endless sea, the dark lightning and thunder blew a wet monsoon.

A heavy rain is approaching.

.

.

Twenty minutes ago.

Yingzhou and Ryukyu, under the sunshine of the afternoon, the sea water rolled onto the golden beach.

Outside the bar, there were vague laughter and clamor of girls playing on the beach in the distance, with people coming and going, and it was bustling. But the bar that looked dilapidated was silent.

It was so quiet that even the dust dancing in the setting sun in the afternoon seemed to have sound.

"What a sun, isn't it, the guest?"

In the creaking sound of the wooden floor, the burly boss with a beach hat returned with a fishing rod, threw the fish basket aside, and looked up at the shadow in the corner.

In the shadow, the left minister stood respectfully, tilting his head and waiting.

"What to drink?" The boss glanced at him, rolled up the colorful sleeves of his shirt, exposed his furry arms, hung his hat on the hanger, and walked towards the bar.

Minister Left thought for a while, "Just just go to white water."

"We don't sell that kind of thing here."

The boss sneered, shook his head and bit the bottle of whiskey, and then slashed a whole piece of ice from the refrigerator and threw it into a wine glass as big as his head. Then he filled the wine glass with a gurgle.

Bang!

The wine glass stomped in front of the Left Minister, "I'll ask for it. America's special offer of pure manly whiskey, specializing in the treatment of Yingzhou sissy."

Minister Zuo's expression twitched, and he looked down at the whiskey with a significantly higher alcohol content. He didn't know if he should drink it. After hesitating for a long time, he sighed: "I came with His Majesty's will."

"That's all my business."

After the boss poured himself a cup, he tilted his head and slapped his mouth and half of it. He sat in front of the piano, casually lifted the lid of the piano, and played the buttons on it casually.

It's like being entertained.

It was not until the left minister looked bitter, picked up the wine glass and drank the whole bottle of strong wine in one go, that he touched his pocket, found a cigar that he had not finished smoking yesterday, and reignited it.

The curling blue smoke rose, blurring his face.

"You can say anything."

"It seems that it's not the right time to come down?" Minister Zuo sighed.

"I never said that Yingzhou people are not allowed to enter, but you always come too early or too late. The former is unpleasant, while the latter is even more unpleasant... I think it's better for you not to come, but this is your country."

The boss shrugged, "I'm just a passerby."

The left minister stood up, holding the emperor's will in his hand, and bowed to the bottom: "I beg you to take action to save the crisis."

So, the old man, known as the general, sneered: "It's okay to say it a long time ago. Hey, Yingzhou people like it so awkward..."

Minister Left still maintained his urgency, "Now he can only rely on the general to save the overall situation."

"Ah, that's true, but-"

The man thought about it and shook his head, "No."

Minister Zuo was stunned.

"Let me guess...you must think I'm a war madman, right?" The general smoked and said mockingly: "Once you have the chance, you will start war everywhere like a mad dog? Anyone, anywhere, everyone will meet and never stop until death..."

Without waiting for the Left Minister to answer, he nodded and admitted calmly.

“Yes, yes, I am.”

"But it's not the time yet, boy."

He laughed strangely, "It's not time for war yet, you must learn to be patient and wait and compromise. This is a common problem for you Yingzhou people. You always give up on others because of bottles and jars. Why don't you cherish your life?

As his hoarse words, the majesty of iron emerged from his blue eyes, the terrifying power that was high and the peak of the fifth level rose from this slightly old man, covering everything, and exerting tyrannical pressure.

The voice was word by word, knocking on the soul of the Minister Left like an iron hammer, and turning his language into a nail and wedging into his mind: "Since life is precious, it should be given equal value - but it is too cheap for you.

If you do not cherish your life, then others will not cherish you. If you do not cherish other people's lives, then others will regard you as ants.

Isn’t this the most obvious truth in the world?”

Minister Zuo's face was pale, and in front of this man, he no longer had the handsomeness of the past.

He could only forcefully pluck up the courage: "At least, please take back the Evil Horse Platform, your Majesty can..."

"Why?"

The general asked, "Is it just for a few sage stones? Or for the fragments on the broken mirror? It's too cheap, boy, do you really have to keep my words in your ears?"

The voice was low, like thunder blew from the left minister's ears, cruelly tearing his eardrums, causing him to fall to the ground in a mess.

Sticky blood flowed out of the ears.

He wanted to open his mouth and pray, but under the general's view, he could no longer make any sound.

Until outside the door, a slightly tender voice sounded.

"Wednes of God."
To be continued...