The soldiers of Pingfang City, who didn't know the hidden situation behind them, reacted and resisted to the death under the leadership of Bai Keqing, who personally walked down from the city wall.

Xiang Yiming quickly led the military horse to rush in, and Wenyuan, who had been seriously injured in blood, the infantry in the rear formed dozens of echelons when the defenders had time to deploy the defense, led by the elite front army to advance rapidly, and the advancing soldiers as a feint, the part outside the two sides of the light sharp around, creating a kind of illusion that the army had broken through the Pingfang defenders, gathered in the center, and surrounded the guards led by Bai Keqing.

Xiang Yiming looked at Bai Keqing who was in conflict left and right in the center, this Yu clan, he squinted. He knew that the pass of the city gate could not consume too much time, and he had to quickly seize Bai Keqing's control of the city gate after the soldiers in the inner city had not yet reacted, and rushed to the residence of the county guard with thunder to take the county guard.

"Can Mr. Wen Yuan still charge?" Xiang Yiming raised his knife, wiped the blood on his face vigorously with his hand, tilted his head to look at Wen Yuan, and suddenly roared in an agitated tone, "Let's crush them and take down this city that is related to life and death in the rear of Jiangyou!"

"Then the general should follow. Wen Yuan smiled heartily, even though he was from Tianji Pavilion, he joined this reassembled team with a task. But his expression was still resolute, like a soldier who didn't know his fate but insisted on going to the battlefield.

The shiny horses rushed from the center as they shrank on the sides and in the rear. Bai Keqing, who was wielding a sword left and right to conflict, finally heard the voice of his victory in exhaustion, and the struggle for power in this world always requires the greed of one person and the blood of ten thousand people to stain the red loess.

The soldiers who were loyal to him all around him fell one by one, he didn't have any guilt in his heart, today this group of people died under his own ambition, and in the future, he will stand on the white bones of this group of people, and face the entire Zhongzhou continent with a blind eye, so that this group of people can die as they deserve.

The nail piece was shattered, Xiang Yiming raised his knife and slashed at his chest, the whole piece of the chest was shattered, his whole body was shocked by the violent force, the whole person fell under the horse, his throat was sweet, and he spit out, and the soldiers around him looked at his clothes, and they all rushed to surround him, and put the sword on his neck.

Xiang Yiming didn't have any stop, under the leadership of Wen Yuan, he went straight to the place where Pingfang County was guarded, and captured the thief first, they knew very well the reason that the opportunity would not come again.

At dawn, the city of Pingfang was taken. Xiang Yiming stood on top of the city with his knife, looking at the sun on the horizon from afar, he turned his head and looked at a miserable white head in the box with tired eyes, his expression became more and more complicated.

From the Battle of Changping to the Yue Kingdom, he became more and more aware that the battlefield was a place that was not mixed with too many soldiers' grievances, and the battles were often purposeful.

He closed the box, slowly walked down the city, led by a soldier, slowly walked into a room, an old man carried him, looked at the stardial copper plate with his hands, and was dressed in plain clothes.

"Are you Zhou Shusheng?The City Lord of Wei said you want to see me?" Xiang Yiming stared at the old man's back, he turned his head and glanced at the huge stardial copper plate, his eyebrows gradually twisted, on the Zhongzhou Continent, only the star master would be interested in this behemoth in front of him, but the old man in front of him used to be a minister of government.

"The old man has been waiting for you, as this astrolabe says, you are the last person the old man has ever seen. Zhou Shusheng turned around slowly, his face was already dead, "More than 20 years have passed, and the man he predicted has finally walked in front of the old man." Hehe, he saw the fate that belonged to you and his daughter at the end of his prophecy!"

Xiang Yiming gradually furrowed his eyebrows, not knowing what the old man was talking about. "Who is he? What prophecy?" When he said this, he took a step forward and looked at Zhou Shusheng, who turned around and smiled kindly at him.

"Tuoba Pre-Sutra, the best of the constellations. Zhou Shusheng stared at Xiang Yiming's blue eyes, and his hand pressed on the astrolabe, "The old man has been waiting for you for more than 20 years, just to give you a piece of advice, an ending he calculated for his daughter back then!

Xiang Yiming's hand holding the handle of the knife couldn't help loosening, he knew that Tuoba Qiansu was Tuoba Qian's father, when he was a teenager, he had seen Tuoba Qiansu a few times, it was a deep man.

"He said that if I could see you, then things might have reached a point of no return. Zhou Shusheng's tone became deep, he remembered the star master, the man who became more and more pessimistic about fate, the star master of the Tuoba family was a faithful believer in 'non-fate'! But when that man watched the things he predicted come one by one as scheduled, he slowly became silent, and became more and more convinced of the theory that fate is predetermined, "He hopes that you can leave her, and your fate will end with the death of his daughter!"

Xiang Yiming, who was standing in place holding the hilt of the knife, heard this, he couldn't help but increase the strength of holding the hilt, staring at Zhou Shusheng's face, his face twitched slightly, and the prophecy stopped.

An introvert who is not good at confessing himself is so restrained even in the way he vents his emotions. The old man noticed Xiang Yiming's hand holding the hilt of the knife, and he couldn't help but feel in his heart, such a man, if a woman really falls in love with him, it is really a fate, how can an introverted person please his sweetheart.

This is the end of his prophecy, and one of the three iron rules of prophecy is that prophecy can only see the result, not the process. Zhou Shusheng looked at Xiang Yiming and said, in the history of the Nakshatra Division, when a great Nakshatra Master, Su Lingtian, wrote "Zero Life" thousands of years ago, he laid down the three major iron rules of the Nakshatra Division.

Destiny is determined by tens of millions of people, and there is nothing predestined in the world; in the prophecy of the stars, eternal fortune has only results, not processes; and the fate of people in the world will eventually converge and lead to death.

There is a slight irony in these three iron rules, as well as a hint of helplessness and a hint of longing as a star master.

"What else did he say?" Xiang Yiming slowly walked past Zhou Shusheng's side, looked up at the huge stardial copper plate, and raised his knife.

"Nothing is predestined, and your choices may determine the outcome of the prophecy. Zhou Shusheng looked at Xiang Yiming's side face, "This is what he wants me to warn you, the handwriting on this paper is what the old man said just now." He took out a letterhead from his cuff and handed it to Xiang Yiming, "If you don't believe the old man's words, you can take a look for yourself." ”

Xiang Yiming took the letterhead handed by Zhou Shusheng, he opened it and took a look, raised the knife in his hand and slashed at the huge stardial copper plate.

Bang!

When the huge stardial copper plate collapsed and fell, Xiang Yiming turned around, he shook off the note in his hand, put the knife into the sheath, and his voice was difficult, "I never believed in the prophecy of the star master, my fate should be controlled by me!"

Zhou Shusheng looked at Xiang Yiming's back, he sighed, personal fate is destined to be connected with all beings in the world, this is the fetters in the world, personal desire, timidity, inferiority, bravery and a series of factors are destined to be mixed in the world, as long as you live, you are changing the fate of others, and you are also changing your own fate by others. Everyone who tries to control their own destiny, they are pathetic, because the destiny they control is nothing more than what others have instilled in them, including this idea of wanting to control their own destiny.

Everything comes out of nothing, and everything comes from birth to nothing.

"For the reason, you should make your own choice!" Zhou Shusheng looked at Xiang Yiming, who had arrived at the door, and his voice suddenly became thicker.

Xiang Yiming stepped out, and the sound of Zhou Shusheng falling to the ground suddenly sounded behind him. Xiang Yiming closed his eyes and paused, as the other party said, he would be the last person the other party would see.

"Fate?" Xiang Yiming opened his eyes, there were bloodshot lines on the eye mask, his hand was clutching the hilt of the knife, and there was a trace of blood on his cracked tiger's mouth.