"People, it's just fun..."

Wang Xiqing's gaze swept over everyone, and he couldn't help but speak, and then continued: "What about you, aren't you also admirers of the dancing girl?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare"

The short man waved his hand and said repeatedly, although he was slick and greedy by nature, he could only put away the calculations in his heart at this moment, because he felt that the other party was in control of his life and death.

Kill, Genshi, all shook their heads, and as for what they wanted to say, they said they just wanted to be quiet.

Kun Po and Duo Carp were also silent, and Zhenhou kept looking at Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng also looked at him calmly.

Wang Xiqing nodded when he saw this, he was not interested in the things between Zhenhou and Yingzheng, either it was a mutiny, or it was a high achievement, the emperor's house was so cruel.

As for the unlucky carp, he is not good at taking the other party to the car, there must be a fight on the road to Chengxian, this little girl doesn't like fighting, and he has no means to resurrect it, so he can only let her be free.

However, he can let the undead who are unwilling to leave attach themselves to other people's bodies, but no one is innocent except for the carp.

Thinking of this, the man's eyes moved, and as soon as his heart moved, he withdrew the strength on Xunfeng's body.

Xun Feng, who was dizzy, also felt a feeling of weakness welling up in his heart at this time, and when he covered his head and looked at his raised palm, he found that cracks were spreading.

He knew that he was about to dissipate, and after being sternly refused, he had a boring feeling, but when he thought of Liwu's fiery and enchanting figure, he felt endless unwillingness to echo in his heart.

Thinking of his goddess adding fragrance to the red grapefruit next to other men, it was really a crit like a blow to the head.

As for why?

The other party can separate them who belong to the undead, and can also control their life and death, which means that the other party has the ability to keep the departed dance by his side.

Hate!

Why, why are all beautiful women someone else's?

Xun Feng kept asking himself in his mind, he supported Liwu in every way at the beginning, and he couldn't tolerate others to blaspheme, but what did he get?

Don't like you!

This is more decisive than 'you are a good person', no wonder the other party has been cold to him.

For a while, Xun Feng was very melancholy.

Wang Xiqing looked at Xunfeng who was about to dissipate with a strange face, and when he withdrew his strength, the other party's self-question was actually perceived by him, and he couldn't help but secretly think: If you are good to others, others will follow you?? What kind of reason is this, to be a licking dog, the most important thing is to be happy, to enjoy the process, what else do you want a bike?

As far as he knows, love is either equal to both parties, or the man is rich and beautiful, like Xunfeng, this way is basically self-deprecating, people are already indifferent, you still have to come up and lick it, isn't that self-inflicted.

The protagonists of novels who can lick successfully are generally more bizarre, for example, they obviously have a deep background and universal means, and they have to go to a certain group as a security guard, in order to melt the president of the iceberg, all kinds of licking, scolding and not resigning, and then pretending to be forced in various times of crisis to win the hearts of women.

He didn't understand, what kind of operation is this, can the lifestyle be simpler?

If he hadn't faded now, if he was in the above situation, the president of this iceberg would dare to bully him, and he would have been in the office in a strong pajama.

It's impossible to lick, and with a golden finger, it's not just doing whatever you want?

Wang Xiqing, who secretly made up for it in his mind, smiled slightly, he felt that it was quite a pity, after all, it was just an association of his position according to himself before he faded away.

His current situation, it is very advantageous, people who can get on the bus, it is all great luck, what position of power, what kind of wealthy group, in Changsheng, in the face of power, is it useful? It's all floating clouds.

"Dancing girl, according to your performance, you stand next to me first, and make other arrangements later"

Wang Xiqing retracted his thoughts, said to the woman holding the flute not far away, and said to Kun Po: "What I promised you, this son will also do it, find a host for you first, after all, seeing is believing!" By the way, also to the carp, since you are an innocent victim, I will give you one more choice"

After saying that, the man withdrew the strength of the person who was not named by him, glanced at Ying Zheng and said loudly: "King Qin, leave two female killers"

"Good"

Ying Zheng replied quietly, but he was shocked in his heart, even the undead came out, such a situation made him feel a little exaggerated.

Without the power provided by Wang Xiqing, the undead dissipated quickly, and when Gai Nie captured the two killers, the man informed Kun Po and Dui Li of his intentions.

"Thank you for your kindness, I still choose to be relieved, I hope that one day the world can be peaceful"

The immature voice of the carp was mixed with sighs, and what she saw and heard during the Eight Linglong period can be said to make this little girl feel what is called troubled times.

"In this case, I won't say much, the world will be peaceful, and you will be among them"

Wang Xiqing smiled and nodded, when he said this, he also felt a strange flash, this strange feeling made him realize that his every move here had begun to affect the fate of everyone, and he felt the need to think carefully about what his rebirth meant for the heavens and all worlds.

"yes, goodbye then!"

When the carp completely dissipated, only a word full of lightness echoed in the man's ear.

"There is providence in the dark... So, what does my presence represent? An extra person can affect the fate of countless people, this power is given to me, am I the new providence? ”

Wang Xiqing turned his gaze from the empty ground to the night sky, looking at the thousands of stars, he couldn't help but think, and the conversation with Dui Carp made him think a lot, and a sense of mission came to his heart.

The ancients said: If you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world, and if you get such a power, is it just for him to reshape the heavens, but...

So why isn't there a system release task? It's so efficient.

Could it be that he needs to realize all this himself? Is this the freedom that this power has given him, or is it also a test?

Bite!

The thoughts were clear, the thoughts suddenly cleared, and a crisp prompt suddenly sounded in the man's mind, and the long-lost words appeared in his eyes:

Reshape the Heavens: The camp where the convoy is stranded will randomly attract people from all realms, and changing the number of lives of those who come will allow the Tree of Destiny to get the nutrients it needs, and by changing the established number of lives, the Tree of Destiny can condense a special energy called Heavenly Destiny Yuanqi.

"Huh? That's gone? My gold finger must be a green and concise version."

Wang Xiqing looked at the words that gradually disappeared in his field of vision, blinked his eyes, and secretly complained to himself, this Heavenly Destiny Source Qi still sounds a bit of a card, and the Tree of Destiny, he knows that this mysterious power has brought him so Eagle Dad's hole cards, and there should be some kind of mission.

It's just that... What he doesn't know is that based on the formation of the team and the situation before and after the rebirth.

Is it he influencing the mystical forces, or is the mystical forces influencing him?