Chapter 218: The Mockery of Fate
"The person I eloped with is actually my fiancΓ©?" Zhao Yuyao couldn't help laughing self-deprecatingly.
I thought I could break my fate, but I didn't expect that before I knew it, fate mocked her fiercely.
It's funny.
Zhao Yuyao raised her head and closed her eyes.
Silent for a long time.
Zhao Lao put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "So your marriage is ......"
"If fate is as good as imagined, why break it?" Mo Ninglong said with a smile.
is like Zhao Yuyao in front of him, and it seems to be to himself.
Destiny......
Zhao Lao was also embarrassed when he heard this: "I can't see through it." β
Zhao Yuyao lowered her head, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth: "I agreed to the marriage, but can I see him again?" β
"Naturally," Zhao Lao nodded in agreement.
"It's a pity." This should have been a happy moment, Mo Ninglong shook his head regretfully.
Zhao Yuyao frowned sideways: "What is a pity?" β
"It's a pity that I can't compete with you, otherwise you have to call me sister, hahaha." Mo Ninglong naturally wouldn't say what he thought in his heart.
If Zhao Yuyao was a potential stock to become a strong person before, then she will probably be a good wife now.
Zhao Yuyao said: "If there is anything that can't be argued, if you are willing, I am willing to call you sister." β
"Forget it, I can't stay in this world for long, it's better for you to stay with him."
Mo Ninglong refused.
emmm, it's a bit too much.
What are you kidding to get him married to a man?
Mo Ninglong didn't like it, but it didn't mean that Zhao Yuyao didn't like it, so he chose to send his most sincere blessings: "Miss Zhao, the previous exercises should be my blessing." β
This technique was just tampered with by him, but today's duel with Zhao Lao was thanks to Zhao Yuyao's internal qi.
Mo Ninglong was afraid that he didn't know the importance of this exercise, so he hurriedly reminded: "This is an immortal method, if you are successful in cultivation, it is easy to live three hundred years young, if you can complete it, a thousand years is not a dream." β
"It's so valuable?" Not only Zhao Yuyao was taken aback, but even Zhao Lao's eyes changed when he looked at Mo Ninglong.
"This technique is handed over to you, with your and Liu Gongzi's qualifications and understanding, maybe you can really stay for a thousand years."
Zhao Yuyao shook her head again and again: "Such a valuable gift, I can't ......"
"Ahem." Old Zhao pretended to cough to interrupt Zhao Yuyao's next words, and glared at her fiercely.
It's okay to be polite, but it's stupid to hand over this longevity technique!
Zhao Yuyao pursed her lips and stood quite awkwardly.
This simple truth, she naturally understands.
Mo Ninglong smiled and waved his hand: "It doesn't have to be like this, it's not an important thing, and I still have some things to deal with, so I won't bother." β
After speaking, Mo Ninglong's body retreated backwards.
Patches of white mist converged in the rings that drifted towards the sky.
"An unprecedented means, is this the so-called immortal method?" Zhao Lao raised his eyebrows and looked up at the sky.
Is there really a fairy world?
With his own ability, can he step through the void and fly away?
"Mo Ninglong, where are you going in the future?" Zhao Yuyao saw the ring slowly floating into the air, and stepped forward and asked reluctantly.
After the ring paused slightly, Mo Ninglong's voice came from inside: "The sea and the sky are free." β
Laughing, the ring jerked out.
As the ring moved away, Mo Ninglong's hearty laughter became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.
Time is of the essence, and while there is a huge difference in time between the two worlds, it never hurts to move fast to make sure nothing happens.
Mo Ninglong used the fastest speed in his current state to shuttle above the clouds.
In the blink of an eye, he was at the gate of the city.
And at this moment, Mo Ninglong also discovered a very important thing.
As of hovering over the city gates.
Mo Ninglong condensed the human form and grabbed his head irritably.
Careless.
I forgot to ask for directions when I was leaving.
He was a newcomer, and the other self had never been out of Windy Fall, so he didn't know the way to Windy Yet.
"Okay, just ask." Mo Ninglong muttered to himself, and the ring flew downward.
Mo Ninglong looked at the people coming and going at the city gate.
Basically, they are all five big and three rough peasants, speaking a strange dialect, and Mo Ninglong almost thought that he had gone abroad.
At this moment, a scholar who was dressed in sewing and mending shabby clothes strolled over.
Seeing its dusty appearance, you must know the way!
Mo Ninglong manipulated the ring and landed behind a tree.
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"Whew, I finally felt it today." The scholar took a deep breath.
The cold air poured into his lungs, and the scholar coughed in discomfort.
tightened his clothes, looked at the city in front of him and stopped for a while.
This is the last stop in Beijing, and he will stay here for a long time almost every time.
I don't know if I'll be able to pass this time.
The scholar sighed, but it didn't take long for him to get excited again.
He's still young, and he has time, so even if he fails, it's a big deal to come again.
Thinking of this, the scholar took a firm step.
But before the pace fell, a hand pulled him back.
"Who?" The scholar, who almost lost his balance, finally stabilized his body and turned his head.
Mo Ninglong's stunning face came into view.
The scholar is stupid.
Fairy!
This must be the immortal described in the book!
Is my spring coming? The scholar's heart was howling with excitement.
Feeling the other party's gaze, Mo Ninglong frowned slightly, and asked with an unkind face: "How to go to the Wind Peerless City?" β
"Wind Absolute City, go straight in this direction, and if you ride a horse day and night, it's about three days enough."
The scholar pointed in the direction he had come.
As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and asked shyly, "This fairy, I don't know if I can tell Fang Ming." β
"Fang's name?" Mo Ninglong grinned, and his body suddenly exploded, turning into countless skull-shaped smoke wrapped in the ring and flying in the direction pointed by the scholar.
The word "ghost fairy" kept echoing in the scholar's ears.
If he doesn't understand what's going on, he's really stupid.
I read a lot of books, and there are a lot of things about ghosts and gods.
The scholar hurriedly turned his trembling body and left without saying a word.
Afraid?
No, no, no! That's excitement!
An excitement for the life ahead.
The scholar trembled, and took out a book called A Chinese Ghost Story from behind him: "Is he the female ghost who belongs to me alone?" β
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After asking for directions, Mo Ninglong returned to the sky.
The previous asking for directions made him a little unhappy.
The reason for the unhappiness is not the other party's explicit gaze, but his irrepressible killing intent.
I was already used to the trouble caused by my appearance, and I shouldn't have been angry.
But why can't you help but want to kill each other this time?
Is it their own reason?
Or is it the reason for the scholar?
Mo Ninglong sighed, always feeling that this part of his murderous intent was too heavy.