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Chapter 212 Xiao Ce's Fate

"If you can escape this disaster, you will surely fly into the sky and overtake the sky in the future!"

"But the rise of a true dragon will make blood flow into a river, and the sky will change the earth!"

"I have a piece of advice: the person who saves you is the person you are closest to, but the person who harms you is the person you respect the most!"

"This disaster is destined to be true, and you can't escape it even if you can't escape!"

"I don't know that you don't believe in fate, but it will come true within three months!"

Long Wu asked: "Who is the person you respect the most, and who is the person you dearest?"

"The secret of heaven cannot be leaked, and the leakage will not come true!"

Dong!

As soon as this was said, Long Wu stepped out, grabbed the collar of the Saint of Heavenly Dragon with his big hand and shouted: "You obviously have the method to break the catastrophe now, why don't you say it and wait for it to come true?"

"Because, without this catastrophe, he cannot pass the catastrophe and ascend!"

"So this disaster must be fulfilled. If he can be reborn, he will transform!"

"So, this disaster cannot be changed, nor can it be changed!"

"A lifetime of death!"

The words of the Saint of the Heavenly Dragon trembled heavily in Long Wu's mind.

The Saint of Heavenly Dragon continued: "The dragon roared in the sky and changed to the sky, and it turned into a dragon when it encountered wind and rain. This is a disaster he was born with. His future is a person who entrusted the great responsibility of the world!"

"Daxia has been in chaos for thousands of years!"

"And he is the one who turns the world and rebuilds the destiny of heaven!"

Long Wu asked, "Where can't be broken?"

"Then you die!"

Can't break.

Then he died.

Only, rebirth in response to disaster.

Xiao Ce's face was not as calm as Gu Jing, and there was no turmoil in his heart.

Because he doesn't believe in fate.

So, he won't take it to heart.

In his opinion, these are just this abbot who is talking nonsense.

What is the dragon roaring in the sky? It turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and rain.

Pure nonsense.

In other words, so what if it is true?

If you can't break it, you won't die at all.

Anyway, he would rather die than betray Daxia.

This is his oath.

Men should be just talking about it.

Moreover, once you rebel, you will inevitably suffer.

Xiao Ce suddenly stood up: "Today, with your words, I can blame you..."

"I don't have to ask for a crime from the donor, I have not had much time!"

Xiao Ce ignored it and turned around and left the Zen room.

When Long Wu was about to leave, the Saint of Tianlong, who was sitting on the cushion, opened his eyes: "Mr. Long, please stay!"

Long Wu stopped in confusion and turned around: "Is there anything else?"

The Saint of Tianlong said, "The donor asked me before if there is a way to resolve it. I said there is, but it is to use the donor's life to resolve it. Don't forget this!"

Long Wu nodded: "Of course I haven't forgotten!"

"Are you not afraid of death?"

"Die for him, don't be afraid!"

"Okay, it's indeed a hero. You will be left with a strong stroke in the history books!" The Saint of Tianlong looked admiring and continued: "Only your life can resolve his disaster, this is also my letting you stay.

One reason!”

Long Wu frowned: "What about the second one?"

One, two.

"The second is that you are the person he is closest to!"

Long Wu said, "The person he is closest to is not me!"

"Wrong, it's you. In Mobei for five years, you fought side by side with him and shared life and death. Although you are not a brother, you have long been a brother who has passed away. In other words, you are even closer than a brother!"

"So, you are the one who is closest to you!"

"Even if it's not related by blood!"

Long Wu's heart was trembling: "How did you know that he is the King of Mobei?"

The Saint of Tianlong said, "It's like I know, you will come today!"

Immediately afterwards, the Saint of Tianlong took out a secret bag from his pocket and handed it to Long Wu, and continued: "Please hold this secret bag. If you encounter a situation of death, you can open it. It can save your king's life!"

"Remember, it is a dead situation that can only be opened, otherwise this situation will not be solved, and you will die in the situation!"

Since the Saint of the Heavenly Dragon revealed Xiao Ce's identity, Long Wu has believed it without doubt.

With a thud, his knees fell to the ground.

At this moment, it was his Long Wu's respect for the saints of the Heavenly Dragon!

This kneeling is a strategy for Long Wu to thank the Saint of Heaven and Dragon to break the disaster!

He can die.

Xiao Ce, can't die!

This is his mission.

From the moment he met Xiao Ce, Long Wu had decided that his life belonged to Xiao Ce alone.

But the Saint of Tianlong raised the Buddhist beads and stepped out, saying, "The star is gone, the Emperor Star appears to be reborn in the ashes, and the heaven and earth are reshaped!"

After the abbot left, Long Wu slowly stood up and walked out.

When Xiao Ce saw Long Wu walk out, he asked, "Why are you coming out now!"

"You won't really believe that the abbot's words, right?"

Ye Yuxin became interested: "What did the abbot tell you?"

"Say I am the Emperor Star!"

"Then isn't mother the emperor and the queen? It turns out that dad and mom have been born together!" Coco clapped his hands and clapped his hands.

Xiao Ce said, "Koke, don't say these words in the future, do you know?"

"Coco knows, don't worry, dad, Coco's mouth is very tight, no one will tell you, even Lele sister, Coco!"

Xiao Ce nodded with satisfaction: "I'm so good!"

Xiao Ce and his party walked down the stairs to the bottom of Tianlong Mountain. Unexpectedly, the long-lived bell that had just arrived at the central Tianling Ancient Temple actually rang. Tianling Ancient Temple, the thousand-year-old temple rules, must not ring the long-lived bell.

Ye Yuxin exclaimed: "Husband, this is the long-lived bell!"

"The long-lived bell of the Tianling Ancient Temple rings, something must have happened!"

Xiao Ce nodded: "Go up and take a look!"

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the ancient temple in Tianling, many monks were chanting scriptures in the Main Hall.

Xiao Ce met the little novice monk before and asked, "My little master, what happened!"

"Abbot, passed away!"

Ye Yuxin exclaimed: "What did you say? The abbot passed away. He was walking in a dragon and tiger step just now, why did he pass away suddenly?"

"Because, the abbot is waiting for the people who have been waiting for it!"

Xiao Ce frowned, have you been waiting?

Who are you waiting for?

Ye Yuxin said, "This is rumor. The abbot is already 135 years old. The reason why the abbot has not passed away is just to wait for one person to appear!"

"After this man appears, he will pass away!"

"I always thought that this was a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

"But who is the person he is waiting for?"

Ye Yuxin's beautiful eyes looked at Xiao Ce: "It's not you, right?"

Today, it is strange that the ancient temple of Tianling, which has not been cut off for thousands of years, has cut off the incense today.

There was also a little novice monk who greeted Xiao Ce at the door.
Chapter completed!
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