Fate is indeed everyone's enemy, even those who have never known him, at this moment have a kind of soul suppression, reflexively feel uneasy, uncomfortable.

Who willed to submit to his own fate? Unless the person's fate is smooth sailing, extremely perfect.

But is there such a person in the world?

Perfect in all aspects, he has never been happy.

The monstrous venerable moment of power and power turned into a wisp of annihilation dust in the end.

They are the culmination of the evolution of fate and the embodiment of the ruthlessness of fate.

However, no one thought that fate would be like this.

Elegant wind, vast and introverted, plain white and skeletal palms are slightly exposed under the robe, and the expression is not very clear, because it is covered by the misty white air.

No one dared to say a word.

Because of his existence, it seems to capture the muscles and bones between heaven and earth, and insert everyone's ribs.

In the silence, everyone was staring at him, but this person didn't seem to notice it, just so faintly, slowly, his gaze wandered away from them

finally paused on Zuo Wei.

In fact, the most surprising thing is Zuo Wei's expression, which is a relieved and extremely suspicious expression.

Shao Siming looked at her sideways, and obviously saw the suspicious light in Zuo Wei's eyes, as well as the secretly curled fingers.

Well? Isn't it too exciting?

After all, it is the biggest enemy in his life, and it is also the fate inherited from the moon god, and it is inevitable if he is excited.

However, she always felt a little strange.

Night Robin, who was standing behind Zuo Wei, frowned. Gently stepped forward, put the palm on Zuo Wei's shoulder, and touched it gently.

Zuo Wei came back to his senses, and when he looked at fate again, he was confused. With a faint edge, he said slowly:

"I once said that we would inevitably see each other when there was a plane war~~ Could it be that my eyes are not good? But I can't see your face clearly."

For some reason, she just has an inexplicable obsession with this face, maybe she wants to know what her biggest enemy in life looks like, just like many dying people want to know what the enemy who killed them looks like.

Well, I guess that's the mentality.

Fate heard Zuo Wei's words. didn't have a big reaction, as always, he looked at her with shallow eyes, even if he couldn't see the face on the other side clearly, Zuo Wei still felt that this person's eyes were very sensitive when they fell on her.

Halfway through, he spoke, "Are you sure you want to see my face?"

Nima, isn't this nonsense! Night Robin and the others rolled their eyes.

However, the other party's voice was a little hoarse, like a lit cigarette, with a faint softness and vicissitudes, but for Zuo Wei. This voice made her slightly stunned, her eyes flashed, she didn't speak, just stared at him.

After the resentment on the battlefield appeared, the roar faded. As if afraid, the scene was very quiet and quiet, so quiet that it could be clearly heard falling down a leaf.

Xu agreed with Zuo Wei's wish, and his fate was silent, and the white gas on his face quickly faded, revealing a clear outline.

At first glance, what Zuo Wei saw was the other party's eyes, which were as clear as springs and streams in summer, light and warm as a spring breeze. Clear and mild, like a peach blossom in June.

The nose, the mouth, everything is really just a face.

However, it was this face that made Zuo Wei's expression change instantly!

"Ah" Night Robin's face also changed drastically, and he couldn't help but snort softly.

How sensitive they must be. Zuo Wei's reaction alone is intriguing enough, not to mention that Robin is so weird overnight.

Look at it more seriously, fate

This person they thought would be a serious and cold old man, or a fairy wind and bones, would be such an elegant young man.

He is like a son who goes back and forth between the high halls and pavilions, leaning on the mahogany pillars on the bright summer night, brushing his sleeves to add incense, and quietly listening to the moon and playing the flute.

will also sit in the water pavilion on a sunny day in the morning and fish out of thin air.

will also be on the snowy road, lonely to walk slowly, stepping on one footprint after another.

Or, he would walk aimlessly and easily among the beautiful and slightly beautiful plum blossom forests, and then he would stumble upon a beautiful young girl, and he would stand motionless behind the tree, looking at her with burning eyes and a little distraction.

Watching the girl go from loneliness to rebelliousness, from rebelliousness to happiness, from happiness to loneliness, and finally to despair, this process is faster than the flowers blooming and falling, like fireworks in an instant, and before she has time to grasp it in the palm of her hand, it has ended poignantly.

And at this moment, this somewhat sad, but faint and bright man, is diluting his figure, ethereal and ethereal standing in front of Zuo Wei, face to face, an arm's length, just right, not to make people feel that their breathing is hindered, and not to make people feel too far away, however, it is such a distance that also gives everyone a frightened fear.

Fate, the biggest enemy, is so close to Zuo Wei at this moment!

The only point on the left has no reaction!

Shao Siming and others subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull Zuo Wei~!

However, fate had to move his lips.

"We're finally meeting. Ah Wei"

Different people only have different names for Zuo.

Xiao Wei is the name of Zuo Jinxuan and the elders of Lu Lingyan and others to Zuo Wei, and later they also called Zuo Wei when they heard that Renqing.

Zuo Wei is not a person who can make people feel close at will, it's not that they don't want to, but they don't dare, they can't, just like Situ Jingxuan, they can't reach the point of calling her Xiaowei, and they can't call her the world lord or other titles, so they each have their own way of calling them, whether Zuo Wei recognizes them or not, it's good to get used to them anyway. For example, Zero Three will call Zuo Wei a dead woman, while Situ Jingxuan will shout "she" in front of outsiders and "you" in front of Zuo Wei, without involving names, only the purest titles for each other, as if this will leave the two of them in the world.

Night Robin will be more casual, because they are often together, and the title is whatever they want, Zuo Wei, you, you guy, you woman

And people like Shao Siming and Qian Yubing, who are more deserted, often call Zuo Wei's name directly, but Wu Ma Yunxi and they will be closer.

But no matter who it is, no one, at least until now, no one has called Zuo Wei, with an intimate title like "Ah Wei", and such a affectionate tone.

It's not that I don't want to, but I still can't, not enough, don't dare.

Originally, everyone didn't shout, so forget it, people are always like this, what others haven't done, you can't do it yourself, and you have an excuse for psychological comfort, but as long as one person does it, this tension comes.

What followed was more or less jealousy!

Nervousness, this is the feeling of Shao Si Ming, Night Robin and Zero Three, these "ill-intentioned" people at the same time, and jealousy, different shades.

Then the gaze changed.

Shao Si Ming's eyes became very deep, looking back and forth at Zuo Wei and Fate, Qian Yubing frowned, his breath was a little colder, and Ling San and the others were very nervous, staring at Fate and Zuo Wei with their eyes.

Dudu and others were also stunned, eh, who is this person?

The baby stared straight at fate, tilted his head, his eyes wide open, and seemed to be thinking about something

The biggest change in mood is still Night Robin, because this face perfectly coincides with a face she remembers deeply in her heart, the reason why she remembers that person's face is not because she has a longing for him as a person, but on that day, at that moment, she will always remember the girl in her heart, curled up in the corner like a homeless child for the first time, and shed tears.

She still remembers the temperature at which she embraced her, and at that moment, her rare vulnerability and dependence.

So after that day, she remembered the man in the photo more deeply than she remembered her own face.

Is it love house and black?!

The old lady is because she holds a grudge against her biggest rival, even if the other party has hung up!

But overnight, Robin never thought that the biggest rival who had hung up would appear again!

It's special. It's fate?!!!

But no matter how shocked he was, Night Robin didn't come from a background, let alone do it.

This matter has to be handled by Zuo Wei himself, and no one can interfere.

Because she doesn't know how much Zuo Wei thinks about him in her heart, if she is still persistent, no one can intervene, otherwise it will be thankless, and it will not be good to anger Zuo Wei, if she is not attached, it will not be her turn to intervene.

Even if she thought so, in fact, it was the night Robin's pale face that showed her nervousness, and even the many people around her became nervous.

It's not just that I'm afraid of what kind of conspiracy fate has on the left, but I'm even more afraid. There is no conspiracy on the other side.

It's just one. There are only men who are implicated with the left.

Hearing the words of fate, Zuo Wei suddenly realized why she felt that this voice was so familiar, and felt that this person felt so special to her, just because the other party was him.

After being silent for a while, in the dead silence that was enough to scratch many people, Zuo Wei felt that her lips were a little dry when she pursed her lips, as if it was difficult to open them, her eyes were closed, and she turned her face away slightly, looked at fate, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Cheng?"

The tone was a little confused, and there was some unspeakable sentimentality.

It's not that she didn't suspect that this person was not Xiao Cheng, but the feeling that the other party gave her was so familiar that her soul directly betrayed her and killed her suspicion.

Fate, that is, Xiao Cheng?

Let's call him fate.

He lowered his head slightly, and he looked down at Zuo Wei's slightly trembling eyelashes, long and curled, whenever she fell into an unsolvable predicament, she was used to pursing her lips, frowning, quiet like a sculpture, and the eyelashes were the only movement in stillness.

"That's right." Fate bowed, looked at Zuo Wei, and slowly stretched out his hand, when he wanted to caress Zuo Wei's hair or face

At that moment, Zero San quietly clasped his third sword, and many people condensed their attacks.

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