Late at night, the stars are like waves, and the wind blows the grass waves.

The young man's eyes were as delicate as glass, his eyelashes were covered with a few drops of sweat rolling down his forehead, and his hands were quickly pinching, and his face was visibly turning gray.

"Source, woe to the wall, catastrophe... Destiny—" Blood spilled from the corners of his lips, interrupting his uncontrollable hexagram.

The young man collapsed to the ground, covered his mouth and coughed, and smiled bitterly for a long time, "Life and death are unpredictable, Prince Wu, you are really fateful, and you will bring disaster to others and yourself..."

He was talking to himself, when he suddenly woke up and asked, "Who?" ”

Before he could get up, someone kicked him from behind, which was not heavy, but it caused him a pain in his chest and abdomen, and he vomited blood.

"Your ancestors." Xuanqing held the grass and looked down at him, "Count the heavenly trigrams?" You really think you've lived a long life, when Lao Tzu used to say that those scared you? ”

Xiao Yezi lay on the ground panting sharply, spit out blood, but his breathing was much smoother, and he knew that Xuanqing was saving him, so he wiped the corners of his lips with the back of his hand and laughed lowly.

"Master, your old man's voice is lower, there are people from Meng Yong in the vicinity." He sat up on the grass, "As for what you warned, the disciples naturally dare not forget—"

The heavenly hexagram can peek into cause and effect, explore life and death, and perceive the calamity that a person will encounter in advance.

One is the chosen one; the second is the fate of the world; The third is the successor.

"Although the apprentice has not reached the crown, he will be counterattacked, but time does not allow anyone, and she must first determine the life and death of her calamity, so that the apprentice can know what to do later."

Xuanqing: "If you die, it's not worth your bothering to save it, right?" After all, when people die, the right and wrong of the year are empty. ”

Xiao Yezi smiled, didn't answer, and said, "It's a pity, the apprentice only calculated half a hexagram, but the hexagram is——"

"You can't count life or death, do you?" Xuanqing took Zhao Chen's strand of hair from his hand, "Tell you the complete hexagram, the source, the disaster Xiao Wall, a big dream, this catastrophe is difficult to see life and death, the fate star is stained with blood, and it is ominous..."

Xiao Yezi was silent, "You calculated the trigram for her back then." ”

"Yes." Xuanqing thought of the end, and there was a rare softness in his eyes, "That scourge is evil, many disasters, early death, and life and death at the age of six." ”

"So you chose to deviate from the norm at that time and change your life for her?" Xiao Yezi forced his gaze at him.

"Deviant?" Xuanqing smiled disdainfully, "Grandson, my father told you that there has never been a change of life in this world, and it depends on us whether we live or not, we are hexagram masters, not immortals." ”

After a pause, "Dad will tell you again, fate is determined by heaven is also, and even the heavenly hexagram may not be the end." ”

The fortune teller doesn't believe in fate, Xiao Yezi laughs, this is not just deviant.

"Come on, Lao Tzu didn't come here to talk about this, since you have calculated the trigram, why don't we make a bet?"

"Oh? What does Master want to bet on? ”

Xuanqing said seriously: "Bet that she will survive, just like eleven years ago, it's not up to anyone to 'change her life'." ”

After a long time, Xiao Yezi retracted his flashing eyes, "How to bet?" Wager? ”

"You contribute, start a hexagram, calculate her general location, Lao Tzu is a person..."Xuan Qing handed back Zhao Chen's hair, "When you find her, you can naturally distinguish between winning and losing." ”

Xiao Yezi smiled: "Are you betting on this, or are you using apprentices to find someone for you?" ”

"As for the bets." Xuanqing said to himself, "If she hadn't survived, Lao Tzu's name would be yours." ”

The meaning of these words was too heavy, Xiao Yezi frowned and asked, "Why are you bothering?" value - "

"Count your hexagrams." Xuan Qing interrupted him, "Finding someone before the surname Meng is, there are some things... Not quite right. ”

It wasn't until this moment that Xuan Qing showed a hint of concern.

He did believe that Zhao Chen would survive, but if nothing else, if Zhao Chen had been lost in killing thoughts-

………

In the endless darkness, Zhao Chen's eyes were tightly closed, and he curled up unconsciously.

I don't know how long it tore through, a line of burning red suddenly tore through the darkness, spreading extremely quickly, and the surrounding scene was turned upside down.

The flames swept in, enveloping Zhao Chen, and the violent burning sensation woke her up, her eyes were full of confusion, and at the same time, voices suddenly sounded in all directions.

Fighting, crying, screaming... It's like a ballad urging killing.

Zhao Chen sat up suddenly, and saw that the land that gave birth to her and raised her was gradually being distorted by the flames, and her people fell to the ground one after another under the sharp blades, and a pair of eyes were looking at her.

The earthquake trembled, the horses' hooves trampled, and the iron horses were like torrents, taking away lives one by one, tearing apart peace and peace.

Zhao Chen didn't care about thinking, got up and wanted to rush over, but something blocked her, no matter how she hit it, it was useless, she could only stay in place and watch.

"Chonghua..."

"Chonghua—" They kept calling her, extremely gentle, and indescribably poignant.

Zhao Chen felt like she was being choked by her throat, unable to make a sound or breathing, the handle of the blade was sunk into her flesh by her grip, and the killing intent was invisibly wrapped around her.

The residual lucidity made her tense and remind herself that this had already happened and could not be changed.

But the surroundings are getting more and more real, Zhao Chen can even smell the smell of burnt meat, hear the sound of blades scraping through bones, and see everyone's appearance before they die...

Zhao Chen clenched his teeth tightly, resisting the invasion of killing thoughts, as if he was nailed to the ground, motionless.

At this time, someone suddenly came behind him, the man laughed heartily, and the woman scolded softly, as if there was magic, all leading Zhao Chen to look back.

No, none of this is true, they are all the consequences of the secret method, and they are leading themselves to sink into the murderous thought, and they will never recover.

Zhao Chen bent his waist and alerted himself over and over again.

"Chonghua, your aunt is going to educate people again, come and help Daddy comment..."

"You, you, how are you like a child." The woman scolded with a smile, "Chonghua, don't help, come to A-Niang." ”

"Why ignore people? Did someone bully us Chonghua? Come here, Daddy will give you a breath! ”

"A-Niang made what you love, go home quickly..."

"Chonghua, come and let Daddy see, Daddy misses you-"

Zhao Chen's shoulders trembled violently, her eyes fell in pain, and she tried her best to suppress her thoughts, but the words that came from behind her were stuck in her most difficult fortification.

Take a look, just take a look... Even if it's fake.

Thinking like this, Zhao Chen couldn't hold back any longer, turned around suddenly, and looked at the two figures not far behind him.

The man is not handsome but heroic, and his smile is as bright as the rising sun, and the woman he is holding smiles lightly, and her face is almost exactly the same as Zhao Chen.

"Ah, Daddy, Auntie..."Zhao Chen seemed to have not opened his mouth for many years, and his voice was hoarse.

"It's all grown so big, come and let us see."

Zhao Chen lost his mind and walked towards them step by step, two pairs of hands stretched out towards her, exuding a nostalgic warmth.

When they were about to touch, the sharp arrow shot at the ground, piercing the man's chest, and also cutting through the woman's jade neck, burning on them, staining Zhao Chen's sight.

The entwined killing intent skyrocketed in an instant, completely drowning Zhao Chen.