Is this fate?

Reborn in another world, Xiao Yumiao believes in fate.

But at this moment, Xiao Yumiao, who was heartbroken, suddenly hated the so-called life.

Is it all fate?

Is it her Xiao Yumiao's life?

Is she destined not to have dearest relatives and lovers in her life?

What kind of bullshit numerology is this?

From the moment on, her Xiao Yumiao's future life path will be determined by people.

Life is given by parents, but the road has to be walked by oneself.

Xiao Yumiao, who was in great pain in her heart, no longer muttered and asked why, but spoke fiercely.

"Even if I, Xiao Yumiao, am destined to commit Lone Star, from a moment on, I Xiao Yumiao will change my life against the sky."

Xiao Yumiao, who was originally sitting on the ground, got up slowly, and her slender and delicate little body seemed to grow up at this moment, with an awe-inspiring aura that could stand up to the sky.

Xiao Yumiao waved her hand to remove the barrier she had laid at the door, and strode away without looking back.

Xuanyuan Liuhuo and Gongsun opened and their hundred miles of Qingyun had been ordered before they came to this heaven and earth net, and they performed their duties.

Therefore, although Xiao Yumiao spent two or three hours in the treasure vault just now, this did not affect Xuanyuan Liuhuo at all, and the three of them led the team to capture all the dark martial arts that had been poured by those medicines in one place.

The sky has been exposed to the white belly of the fish, and this night is long and sad for Xiao Yumiao.

Her Tianhai inexplicably disappeared into her world.

And she couldn't show half of her pain in front of everyone.

What's more, at this moment, Xiao Yumiao is not allowed to mourn, self-pity, and self-pity.

She and Linghu Tianhai pirated the giant treasure, and Linghu Tianhai even took away the ancient artifact that was more valuable than the giant treasure, and the owner of the giant treasure was afraid that it would be found soon.

"Xuanyuan Liuhuo, as soon as Gongsun opens, a hundred miles of green clouds, the three of you quickly assemble the team and leave immediately."

Baili Qingyun frowned and glanced at the five or six hundred unconscious dark martial arts gathered in the courtyard: "What about these people?" ”

Xiao Yumiao coldly glanced at Baili Qingyun, and the eyes that were even more cold than the Sanjiu cold sky shocked Baili Qingyun's heart.

"If you don't want to die, leave immediately, the sooner the better, and I'll take care of the rest." After Xiao Yumiao finished speaking, he said in a deep voice: "Xuanyuan Liuhuo, you, staring at them, one by one, quickly evacuate, go to Kyoto's golden and jade hall and wait." Remember, when you see this son, you will all take a bath and change your clothes, and clean yourself up. ”

Although Xiao Yumiao has always been cold, she has never been so cold all over her body as at this moment, as if anyone dared to disobey her order, she was going to slap someone to death on the spot.

Xuanyuan Liuhuo was in charge of leading the team and led people away in a hurry.

Xiao Yumiao looked up again at the increasingly bright sky on the horizon, and with a wave of her hand, she piled up the courtyard into a mountain, and the unconscious dark martial arts were all collected into her space.

The sun rises in the east, the green mountains and green waters, and the exquisite and gorgeous attic courtyard......

Such a beautiful day.

It's really not appropriate to set fire to the murder......

Xiao Yumiao's fresh and refined, extremely bright little face floated with a hint of ice-like mockery.

"No way, who let the thief nest into the thief, how can he do it without setting fire?"

At the moment when Xiao Yumiao turned around, a flame rose into the sky, dyeing the clouds in the sky red......

In the firelight of the sky, shooting stars streaked across the distant sky.

No, there are meteors falling from the sky, and they are falling towards this fire that is a thousand times hotter than the winter sun.

"Who's doing this? Who did this to you? Lao Tzu will peel his skin, pull his tendons, and scatter his bones to ashes, so that he will never be reborn......"