"What's wrong?"

Zuo Yang asked strangely.

"Uh--it's like that..."

Wanchengdi seemed to have reorganized the language, and then sighed, "Do you still remember the girl I met in the game before in the same city as me? It's the old man, what do you think she is? "

"I just met her in the game again. She has now had a new boyfriend, she is also a player in the game, and she is the boss of a large studio in the Imperial Capital. Unfortunately, the two of them have not been around for a long time. The man suddenly suffered a cerebral infarction and has now become a paralyzed person who can only move in a wheelchair."

"But this girl is also very honest. She didn't think about leaving the man when she reached this point. Instead, she kept taking care of her and even planned to marry the man."

"I'm also blaming my soft ears. After hearing this, I saw her keep wiping her tears, and I couldn't help but tell her what you saw before."

"She wants to see you now and ask if there is any way to get rid of it."

"Brother, I think this girl is very pitiful. If you really have any solutions, you can help her. She doesn't ask you to cure that man. She just hopes that she can be with that man in the future and no longer cause any harm to that man. I think she really wants to live with him for the rest of her life..."

"well……"

Wanchengdi's words are quite sincere.

In fact, just when this guy said the first sentence, Zuo Yang already knew what he was talking about. The man was Beixuan Immortal Lord. Some time ago, Beixuan Immortal Lord also looked for him specifically for this matter, but he refused it at that time.

Because in his opinion, the old man's sorrow is the retribution of the Immortal Lord Beixuan.

And the Immortal Lord of Beixuan should also have this reward.

then.

"You tell her for help, I can't do anything about this, I'm really helpless."

Zuo Yang said bluntly again.

In fact, with his current ability, solving the problem of Khapolang fortune-telling is just a matter of making a small effort. It only requires another drop of essence and blood. However, he had consumed 1 drop last time from Shen Wansan, the North of Selangor. It took a long time to recover. Now he has only 2 drops left.

It’s not that I can’t bear to let go of this little bit of essence and blood, but mainly because in Zuo Yang’s opinion, this matter does not conform to his principles, or the opportunity has not come.

"All right……"

Seeing that Zuo Yang said this, Wancheng Bi was naturally not good at saying anything, so he had to respond, "It seems that if she really likes that man and is good for that man, she can only stay away from him completely, right?"

This question actually asked the feeling of a sad love story.

Zuo Yang believed that a guy with thick lines like Wanchengdi could not ask such a question, and should be conveying the old man's words.

So, hesitated for a moment.

Zuo Yang said again: "Not necessarily. Tell her that anything in this world may change naturally, and numerology is no exception. But... I don't know what to do specifically, I have to ask her own heart."

There are many such examples in history, and physiognomy is sometimes slapped in the face.

But Zuo Yang likes to call it "a true miracle."

The prime minister can only be regarded as a ferryman wandering in the world. Some people have the opportunity to be ferrying on the ferry, while more people have to hike to reach the other side and change their destiny.

Isn't there such a thing?

——Things are in the works of man, and man conquers nature!

The existence of this sentence is not undoubtedly true, nor is it just a beautiful vision for people. The "real miracle" is real. Although Zuo Yang has never seen it, he has heard many related allusions from his grandfather... countless!

"She said she didn't understand, but she seemed to understand. No matter what, I'll ask me to thank you for her."

After a while, the enemy in Wancheng replied.

"Um."

Zuo Yang nodded slightly.

Looking into the distance, he also hoped that he could witness a "true miracle" with his own eyes.

only.

"How can one person's intention be enough for two people? This can only be considered wishful thinking at most."

Zuo Yang said silently in his heart, "The degree of Beixuan Immortal Lord can reach in the end depends on your choice and determination. If you continue to be obsessed with it... you will be really cold and no wonder others."

...

In the next two days, Zuo Yang was basically doing the same thing - escorting the escort.

Perhaps it seems that he is basically spending time and staying still, and has not improved his strength at all, but Zuo Yang is very clear about what he is doing.

There are not many people in Yihua Palace now. If a group of 6 people can form at most 8 escort teams, and each team can only escort three times a day, which means he can still escort here now... Therefore, he hopes to use this period to build confidence and a sense of belonging for the girls in Yihua Palace, and at the same time bring necessary shock to the robbers.

In this way, if the girls come again in the future, they will be under the influence of the girls above.

Enter a virtuous cycle where he gradually doesn't need to intervene.

Only in this way can Yihua Palace, as a sect destined to be a niche, continuously obtain more silver inventories, and be regarded as the driving force for power development.

This is the basis of everything.

Of course, in this process, Zuo Yang is also destined to receive a large number of sect contribution rewards.

In this way, his [Flower God Seven Styles (Wuque)] can also be improved faster and get the most valuable moves in it more quickly - [Transfer Flowers and Jade (Wuque)]!

However, this is obviously not an effect that can be achieved in one day. There is a long way to go... do your best.

at the same time.

Chen Yi's problem is getting worse and worse.

This girl is really stubborn and insists on finding a house by herself, and is unwilling to take up the precious time of the studio members.

In addition, she has a situation that even Wang Ying doesn't know:

That is dysmenorrhea.

Every time she came to my aunt, she was in pain, but she could grit her teeth and say nothing. Even Wang Ying, who lived in the same dormitory, never noticed it.

And these two days happened to be her "good time".

In addition, after coming back every night, in order not to fall behind, she insisted on playing games for a while, and even if she went to bed, it would basically be after 12 o'clock...

therefore.

She had been hot and exhausted from the time she came back the next afternoon, and kept coughing, and finally she began to get sick like Zuo Yang's "crow mouth" predicted...

And it was also the next afternoon that Zuo Yang received a courier!
Chapter completed!