"That's the birthday of a little calamity." Mo Jin came back to her senses and looked at her quickly.

"Count it in mine." Qin Wo tilted his head and looked at him with a faint expression: "After all, in this world, I live with her." ”

"Then I'll give it to you." Mo Jin said immediately, he bent his eyes and looked at her gently: "What do you want?" ”

He paused before speaking again.

"Except for killing, I can give you whatever you want."

“……”

Qin Wo raised his eyes, and in those beautiful eyes, there was still a cold reflection on him.

"What if I say I'm going to destroy the world?"

Mo Jin was stunned and was silent for two seconds before staring at her deeply again.

"Why? Why should you be obsessed with this? Are you dissatisfied with the immortals because of the matter at the top of the clouds? I can reorganize the entire cultivation realm for you. Mo Jin calmly opened his lips: "If you like the Demon Realm to do whatever you want and act arbitrarily, I can also revive the Demon Realm for you." ”

"Then the Demon Realm became the former Cultivation Realm, and the former Cultivation Realm became the Demon Realm again, and the Demon looked down on the Immortals?" Qin Wo interrupted disapprerovingly: "What's the difference?" ”

Mo Jin paused.

"All I want is the end of the world!" Qin Woe took a step back unconcernedly, sat down lazily cross-legged, she supported her chin with one hand, propped it on her lap, and looked at him: "Mo Jin, do you know? ”

Mo Jin looked at her seriously, as if she would listen carefully to her words.

"On the top of the clouds, there was a sacrificial power prophecy." Qin Wo half-narrowed his eyes, stared at him, and opened his lips without blinking: "The mouth of the True Spirit Sect, you know, right?" ”

The one who has prophesied many disasters and the awakening of monsters will come true.

Mo Jin naturally knew, but he was still staring at her, looking at the girl in front of him half-squinting.

"He said it himself."

- 'Witch, left calamity, born with a yin fate, a demon bone. ’

- 'At the age of twenty, he will destroy the whole world.' ’

The girl slowly opened her lips and repeated the words of that day, word for word.

"And three days later, it will be Zuo Qiu's twentieth birthday." Qin Woe narrowed his eyes, looked at him, and slowly opened his lips: "So, will I not live to be twenty years old, or ...... The prophecy came true. ”

"Master, what do you think?"

Mo Jin was stunned, her red eyes suddenly became a little different from her usual mood, and her deep voice looked terrifying.

"He, it doesn't count."

"If he says it, then who has the final say?" Qin Trouble asked him rhetorically, looking at his silent appearance, he chuckled: "If not, why did you stop me?" ”

“……”

“……”

Qin Woe closed his eyes again, regained his expressionless face, turned around, and walked back to the bamboo house.

This time.

There was no barrier to stop him, but it was difficult for Mo Jin to take a step.

The man stood in place with only red eyes, the sound of the wind whistling in his ears.

Above the snow-capped mountains, only the sound of the wind remains.

*

Three days, just three days.

The boss is like crazy.

The entire library was rummaged through, and all the forbidden formations in the world were also found, and he was checking them almost every moment.

But he still couldn't find a way to save her.

In the entire Qingcheng Gate, everyone was happily and expectantly waiting for Zuo Yao's birthday three days later, and they thought that they would at least give her a satisfactory birthday.

They are the only ones who are in charge, but they are afraid of that day.

"Look, boss, how is this arrangement? Will Xiaoqing like it? ”

The moment he stepped into the hall, seeing the gifts and the hall that Lao Wa had prepared and arranged, Mo Jin raised his head and was in a trance for a second.

"Today, what day is it?"

"It's tomorrow!" When the night was in the sky, Lao Wa said solemnly: "Master, have you been stupid?" In another hour, it will be Xiaoqing's birthday! ”