"Master, the oath is not my bondage!" Yang Miaozhen said seriously with her long autumn eyes trembling and her silver teeth clenched.

She was brought up by her master since she was a child. After learning the truth, she felt more and more that her master seemed different from before.

The former master had no plans left, he escaped into the world of mortals, punished evil and promoted good, and was willing to do good.

Today's master is still full of ideas, but he has a kind of indifference towards the world. For some plans, he is willing to sacrifice too many people and is willing to work with evil spirits.

"Could it be that you are really emotional?" Zhang Lindao said in a calm tone and smiled:

"Your feelings are the red threads pulled by Master and me using Taoism to connect cause and effect.

You shouldn't really like him.

It is destined to be fruitless..."

"Is there nothing that Master can't calculate?" Yang Miaozhen turned her face to the side, raised her arm slightly, and wiped the corners of her eyes.

"That's too much. There are too many things that I can't count." Ren Zongdao Zhang Lindao's voice became a little hoarse:

“But there are some things that I don’t have to calculate at all, I just know how it will happen, what will happen, and what the outcome will be.

This is the experience brought to me by experience.”

The expression of Yang Miaozhen beside him became increasingly gloomy. Zhang Lindao continued to speak and comforted:

"Whether it's true or false, it doesn't matter whether you really like her or feel pity for her.

Maybe one day, my stupid disciple will reach a level beyond my imagination, and maybe he can save Zhao Wujiang.

But at that time, if you stand taller and see farther, you will see more and better men like Zhao Wujiang, who are astonishing and talented.

Maybe Zhao Wujiang will never come into your eyes again, and you won’t remember him at all."

"No!" Yang Miaozhen retorted, frowning.

The Taoist leader of the Renzong, the man who was revered as the fortune teller by the Daxia world, just smiled at this time and said nothing more.

He actually sighed in his heart.

He actually felt sorry for Zhao Wujiang, but there was nothing he could do about it. Many things were not controlled by humans, let alone gods who looked down on the world.

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Spring is coming, and grassland people are looking forward to this season when the grass grows and the orioles fly.

Deep in the ancestral court of the Jade Chamber, the high priest Linlang, dressed in red clothes like fire, was kneeling on the ground, bowing his head respectfully.

In front of her, stood a snow-white puppy. It was not big, and looked like an ordinary dog ​​that had only grown up for a month.

The snow-white puppy is fluffy and has gray-blue eyes. It is looking at the high priest Linlang with a hint of majesty. The dog's mouth is open and closed.

"Not worth it."

"My lord." High Priest Linlang kowtowed, lying on the ground, with a sincere voice filled with a hint of request:

"Please take action, Linlang is willing to guard..."

"You are a monster!" Gouzi said in a deep voice, his voice was obviously childish, but it was full of pressure.

He is the Great Lord in the mouth of High Priest Linlang and the wolf god of the grassland.

"My lord, Linlang wishes..." High Priest Linlang buried her head lower, her body trembling a little.

The Wolf God interrupted Linlang and continued speaking. Looking at this fellow man, he sighed:

"Even if he survives, it is almost impossible for him to come to you again.

Besides, his fate has been decided.

You and him are just acquaintances, why should you be like this?"

"My lord, I only ask you to give him a chance of life." Linlang kowtowed. This woman of unparalleled elegance knew that she and Zhao Wujiang only met once.

But she didn't know what was wrong. After Zhao Wujiang left, her feelings for him only increased day by day.

She wanted to control herself, but it became increasingly difficult for her to do so.

That glance back before leaving seemed like it lasted ten thousand years.

"Let's talk about it later." The Wolf God's gray-blue eyes glanced at Linlang who was kneeling on the ground and sighed.
Chapter completed!