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Chapter 87

Call out the tree god and ask a question.

The other party said: "Emperor, if the red thread is dim for a long time, it will be broken. It's easy for others to say, but if yours is broken, it will never be reconnected."

For him, everything is opportunity, and it only happens once. If you miss it, you will miss it forever.

"How can I make it shine again?"

The tree god lowered his head: "It all depends on fate. If it were anyone else, if this one was broken, it might be entangled with another one." He said, casually taking a name tag and showing it to him, "

You see, there are many small holes at the bottom of this marriage card. This is the margin. If this one is broken, other threads can be repaired, but yours..."

Huaide took a look and saw that there was only one hole.

He raised his hand, and the name tag at the other end of the red line came into his palm, and he saw the name on it.

Jiahe.

It's not Li Jiahe.

The tree god saw him staring at the name tag and said nothing. Although Yue Lao could see the lines, he could not see the name on the name tag. He was the same as Yue Lao in this regard.

Huaide was silent for a moment, then made a gesture, and the silvery-white light spots gathered on the red thread, slowly wrapping it around the thread. He told the tree god: "This thread cannot be broken."

When the tree god heard this, his knees softened and he knelt directly on the ground. How could he be the one to make the decision in such a constant state?

He wanted to plead for mercy, but when he raised his head, he met Huaide's unwavering gaze. There was clearly no emotion in his eyes, but he felt the ultimate oppression. The breath around him was flowing backwards, and his body was about to burst, as if

If he didn't agree, his soul would fly into oblivion in the next moment. At this juncture, even if he borrowed ten thousand more courages, he wouldn't dare to say anything.

He had thought about it, and if that didn't work, he would go into battle and tie up the red thread himself. No matter what, he had ten thousand years of cultivation, and he couldn't protect even one red thread?

Huaide was finally sent away. He tilted his body and knelt down on the ground. The God of Wealth was not far away, and when he saw the tree god looking over, he hurriedly hid behind the door. He still doesn't know why Tianjun thought of letting him

Supervising the Marriage Palace can't be because both his and Xinglan's immortal robes are red, right?

The tree god was older than him. In the human world, the two of them should be uncle and nephew. At this time, seeing him sneaking around, he waved to him, "Come here."

The God of Wealth did not dare to delay, and ran over in small steps: "What's the matter?"

Tree God: "When you come to straighten the red thread every day, borrow the light from the other threads and try to see if the emperor's one can be illuminated again. If it cannot be restored, don't worry, just don't let it break."

Although the tree god knew about the marriage tree, taking care of it was not his job and no one taught him how to care for it.

The God of Wealth quickly responded.

The tree god said: "Our heads are tied to your waistband. If you don't want to die, just remember my words."

After saying that, he muttered and returned to the tree.

Great, now I have someone to back me up even if I die.

When Huaide left the Marriage Palace, he happened to bump into Li Jiahe who was coming out of Qiao Tingnian's place. She had a worried look just now, but now after seeing him, she became even weirder, as if she was afraid but wanted to get closer, so

At first glance, the facial features are quite lively.

Huaide wanted to laugh a little, so he called the person over: "What's wrong with you recently?"

This question was a good one. Li Jiahe also wanted to know what was wrong with him. Why did he feel fear in his heart when he saw him? But no matter how hard he thought about it, it would not matter. After all, she knew what he had done to her before, just like

Xinglan said that he was only hurt, but he did not lose his memory. But even so, he still felt that something was strange.

Huaide got straight to the point: "Are you worried that my red line is broken?"

Li Jiahe was dumbfounded. Xinglan was already an ordinary person, and Ge Lanzhou had not yet recovered Miaoyi's memory. The two of them couldn't entrust him with their dreams, so how did he know? She blushed and didn't dare to raise her head. This matter

It can easily be interpreted that she is worried about Huaide breaking up with her.

Seeing her expression, Huaide knew that he had guessed correctly.

When he was punished for Xinglan that day, because he was forced to recall to the sky, his soul was unstable and he was in poor condition. Later, because he was chasing Xing Lei, he failed to take precautions at the first time and made a mistake that caused the Xing Lei to chop down from behind.

Everything was wrong.

His soul was seriously injured and his consciousness was out of control, so his emotions were sometimes unstable. I think it was at that time that Li Jiahe encountered a time when he was lukewarm, and what Xinglan told her made her feel uneasy.

I didn't dare to get close.

He said softly: "That thread is constantly broken, and it has nothing to do with you or me."

Because her name is not on the name tag, she is just a variable in this world now. She is outside the Six Realms, and everything about her is not subject to any interference here. But even if he told her this explanation, she might not be able to

I understand, but it will only increase her burden and will not be helpful to the development of their relationship.

Li Jiahe didn't know what was going on here, so he just thought he was comforting himself. But seeing that he looked closer than before today, he felt a little relieved, but, "It really doesn't matter if the line is broken?"

If there is no impact, can she go to Lu Quan and Wen Sheng?

Seeing that she seemed to have other plans, Huaide changed his mind and said, "It's not that there is no impact at all."

As expected, Li Jiahe's expression was a little disappointed, perhaps because he had been frightened for several days, but he suddenly became enlightened after hitting rock bottom.

She also thought that if she really broke up, it would be a given, and it was definitely not something she could influence whether she seduced him or not.

The most important thing is that Huaide said just now that it will not matter if the line is broken. She thinks he is right. She is worried about the line being broken because she doesn't want to be separated from him. However, the two of them are destined to be separated. Separating now is just bringing the ending forward.

, and even if they are separated, she will still help him nourish his soul, so it doesn't matter whether it lasts or not.

After thinking about this, she breathed a sigh of relief, and without waiting for Huaide to speak, she said: "It doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter if it goes on or on."

This actually made Huaide unable to answer the conversation.

While he was silent, he suddenly felt the blood surge in his body, and glanced at Li Jiahe hastily: "I'll go back to retreat."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned into a ball of red and disappeared in a flash.

Li Jiahe was staring blankly at the red smoke that had not completely dissipated in the sky. He caught a glimpse of someone walking towards him out of the corner of his eye. He turned around and saw that it was Queen Deqin.

After seeing her, Deqin still had a bad expression.

"Are you looking for Tianjun again?"

Li Jiahe bowed his head and said yes.

She asked again: "What do you mean you came here this time?"

Li Jiahe originally didn't want to tell her too much, but then he thought that she had stayed here longer than Qiao Tingnian and had more knowledge than him. After thinking about it, he told the truth, "I want to find Wuzhiqi's tears."

Deqin frowned: "Wuzhiqi's tears?"
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