On the astrologer's platform with twinkling lines, the old man chanted a spell with great effort while using mysterious magic to create a mirror of time.
In the mirror, a beautiful girl rides a golden-winged unicorn, holding a colorful ring in her hand. The picture is so holy and beautiful that one cannot bear to blaspheme it.
"She is the daughter of destiny?" The young man kneeling under the stage looked at the simple image quietly with his eyes as dark as the starry sky, as if he wanted to carve the person in the painting into his mind.
"Yes, twenty years from now, the daughter of destiny riding a golden-winged unicorn will be the last hope of our continent." The old man said weakly.
"You should have heard of this prophecy. All I can help you is to deduce the origin of this woman's appearance. Find her in advance and don't let others get ahead of you. This is your last mission. As long as you complete this mission, you will
We can reach that level.”
"Are there any other tips?" A look of determination appeared on the young man's face. Has he finally reached the ultimate mission? Even if this mission takes twenty years.
"Ten years later, on the third day of March, the daughter of destiny descended on the Duan family in Qicheng, Xihe State."
"Hey, how could this happen?" The old man tried his best to draw another mirror image, but unfortunately there was only a thick layer of fog on the mirror. "Isn't it possible?"
"Don't be fooled by false appearances. Trust your heart rather than your eyes. Remember this." After the old man said the last sentence, his body gradually faded until it slowly dissipated.
"Xing Lao." The young man tried feebly to grab something, but he only clenched his fist tightly.
I spread my hands feebly, but there was nothing.
As the so-called secret cannot be leaked, Xing Lao spent all his life to accurately predict the final mission for him, making the mission that was originally as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack become traceable.
All this is because of him.
If it hadn't been for him, Mr. Xing wouldn't have left in such a hurry.
The young man knelt quietly, with his head lowered, and his long hair fell down, covering his brows and eyes tightly.
"Mr.
!”
He punched the dark golden ground of the astrologer platform hard, making a buzzing sound.
The entire astrological platform fell into silence again, as if he was the only one left in the world.
Outside the astrological platform, a glimmer of light flashed in the dumb servant's eyes.
"Can I finally get rid of this identity and say, 'Ten years later, on the third day of March, the Duan family in Xihe.'? Mr.
In just ten years.
The prophecy about the "genius girl riding a golden-winged unicorn" spread loudly on the mainland, and only a few people knew another sentence: "Ten years later, on the third day of March, the daughter of destiny descended to Qi City in Xihe State.
Duan family."
As for the appearance of the destined daughter, only one person knows.
The Duan family, which was originally just a small weapon-making family, had a slight upward trend. The head of the family, Duan Tianyu, inquired in many places and finally learned about the prophecy. The words left by the Duan family ancestors about the Heavenly Hammer recognizing its master also pointed to the same year.
Time flies by.
Five years, three years, one year.
It's almost here, it's almost here, it's finally the third day of March again.