A ray of light, casting a series of entanglements, a morning breeze, bringing up a touch of fragrance.

The green bamboo courtyard, flocculating bamboo leaves, fluttering and flying.

Hospitality bamboo in the center.

A pale voice: "Amitabha." ”

"Master of Chance, if you are divining a fortune for the next step, then forget it, it is already good for the next one. ”

The second prince of Twilight looked at this master of fate who appeared in his center uninvited, and rubbed his eyebrows.

The eldest brother's wedding has passed, and the immortal sects of the major families are ready to leave, but he, as a master of the Yuanshan Buddhist School, appears here with him.

If his father and mother see it, they are afraid that he will escape into the empty door.

"My nephew, I came here today, just to give my nephew a wake-up call. ”

Master Fate took out something from his wide-sleeved monk's robe, which was actually the hexagram that was in the mortal world for the twilight love, signed the hexagram on the bamboo table, put his hands together, and said Amitabha Buddha again.

A face of compassion.

"Nephew of the world! Hongluan Xing moves, the fate is vain, this hexagram is the old man who used your hair to spread the fortune of the nine princes of the mortal world, it was originally chaos, but after the woman appeared, it became a void of life. ”

The second son of the twilight looked at the hexagram, "The fall of the sea of flowers is a thought." ’

Picked up the hexagram stick, looked at it for a moment, and his eyes gradually deepened.

"The master wanted to say that she would harm her nephew, but the master's reminder seemed to be a little late, and she had already harmed her nephew. ”

Her eyes fell on the opposite side of the window, and she was inside, sleeping sweetly.

Master Chance's eyebrows frowned slightly, "Nephew, how long have you known each other..."

"It's a day, and it's too late. The second prince of Twilight clenched the hexagram stick.

He has fallen, and he willingly falls.

After the fate, the words paused, and a sigh: "Time has passed, this sign is only the old man's mortal realm, if the old man and the nephew have a hexagram, the woman's numerology number is also..."

"No, I don't. The second prince of the twilight directly refused, and the hexagram was also turned into ashes.

"Master, my life is in me, not in the sky, I have been incomplete since I was born, but now I am fine, the master's hexagram is useless to me, or leave it to useful people!"

Getting up, the second son of Twilight walked out of the guest house and went back to the residence.

Master Fate looked at it, and the hexagram cylinder that was about to be taken out could only be put back again.

"This child, thinking that his temperament has changed, he will be able to talk better, but he is still like this, the vain of fate, the mortal world has long passed, and now the old man is curious about whether it has changed again, the old man today these three signs, just want to find a destined person, why is it so difficult. ”

If the second son of Twilight heard this, he was afraid that no matter how good his temper was, he would not be able to help it, and the monks would not speak, and they would like this to him for the sake of their three fateful signs to improve their own Buddhist path.

It's a pity that the second son of the twilight never heard it, and the fate of the second son of the twilight will not be stupid to let the second son of the twilight hear, and he can't send a fateful sign.

The second son of the twilight walked into the inner room, and saw that Jun Yue'er was still asleep, the whole person was half lying on the couch, the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time, holding his futon, and his face was sleeping with red rouge.

A few strands of hair covered her face, becoming more and more tempting, she had already trapped him, but she didn't know that she was sleeping very sweetly.

The second son of the twilight walked over, sat on the edge of the couch, and stroked the hair on her face with a light hand, revealing her slender neck, a little purple, it was his masterpiece, he almost couldn't control it last night.

She is his wife, and it is actually normal for him to have a good time with her, but at the last moment he is still sober, since he loves her, he can't get her like this, he should give her a beautiful thing that belongs to them, what he can remember, their big wedding.

Although he is no longer jealous, although they have also made a 'heaven and earth marriage', but he has no memory, he does not have that sweet memory, which is a pity for him now.

And she also forgot the soul world and forgot the big wedding, which would also be her regret.

"Yue'er, if I give you a big wedding, the big wedding between Twilight Moqing and Jun Yue'er, a big wedding owed by the mortal world, which has nothing to do with the soul world, you are willing to marry again, marry Twilight Moqing. ”

The whispered words fell on Jun Yue'er's ears, knowing that she would not be able to hear her when she was asleep, but she still asked so, the ink purple appeared, the rippling eyes, the glass-like eyes, the face of the woman on the couch was clear and bright, and as soon as she was saved, she went straight to the bottom of her eyes.

......

After leaving Qingzhu Courtyard by chance, he met Twilight Qingmo who was sending off guests outside the Dusk Lock City, and his old but clear eyes suddenly became brighter and brighter.

Two steps over, another Buddha voice, hands folded.

Twilight Qingmo also folded her hands and saluted.

"Master Chance, do you have something to do?"

"Twilight Sangongzi, old man..."

Master Fate was just about to open his mouth and say, 'Give you a divination', his eyes suddenly moved, and he looked inside the city gate, and there was a person walking in, it was Mingyuan.

"The third prince of the twilight, the old man is fine, the old man said goodbye first, if he has a fate, he will meet again. ”

The words fell, and he walked towards Mingyuan.

Du Qingmo's face was unknown, and when he saw the person that Master Fate had gone to find, Mengxi's friend, he took out his lottery holder again, and then understood, and smiled dumbly.

The three branches of the master of fate have a fateful sign, and it seems that he has no fate today.

"This donor, the old man saw the noble statue of the donor, the spirit of merit, the body is more extraordinary, the fateful, the crossing, the donor can draw a lot, the old man for the donor to get a hexagram. ”

By chance, he walked in front of Mingyuan, with a compassionate face, and the lottery holder was suspended in the air.

Mingyuan's footsteps paused, and before he met, the monk was draped in a robe, and his hands were folded Amitabha, just in front of him a demon, he said that he would sign a Buddha hexagram for him.

Is this somewhat...

"The word heavenly machine, is changed or unchanged, no one can predict, take a step from the will know a step, is the fate is scattered from its own fixed number, the master learned the Buddha's way, should be more clear what is the heavenly machine. ”

Elegant smiled, but the words that came out made Master Fate stunned.

"The change of the heavenly machine cannot be said, and the fortune of life is also unspeakable, and it is the price of the heavenly machine to be investigated, so the master should spare his life!"

Bypassing the Master of Chance, Mingyuan walked to the city gate.

What is the result of Tianjizi's investigation of the emperor's last point of fortune?

What's more, just a Buddhist cultivator.

The sticks fell to the ground, and with a bang, all three sticks fell out.

But it was blank.

Three sticks, all blank.

Master Fate hurriedly picked up the lottery holder and turned around to see that the source had disappeared.

"It is a definite number that is scattered, and it is the price of breaking the heavens..."

Whispering, suddenly, the master of chance suddenly felt a bottleneck in his heart break.

Mingyuan walked away and appeared on the top of a mountain peak outside the Dusk Lock City, a green tree, leaning back against it, with its arms folded.

Seeing Mengxi coming to the city gate from a distance, although his body was still faint and elegant, the tail of his eyes brought out a little sense of color, and there was a touch of strangeness in his eyes, but it was also like yesterday's golden kite Taizhong disappeared in an instant.

"Mengxi, if you knew that I was your cousin of Qianxing, would you still be so suspicious?"

A sigh.

"Some things, done, and then used more things to make up for it, maybe it won't help, but I don't regret it, and I never regret it, even if I do it all over again, I will still choose to do that, because it is the emperor who is most admired and admired in the next.

You are suspicious, but it hurts a little to follow you so at the moment, I owe you a life, and now I pay it back, love this kind of thing, a woman This kind of thing, in fact, is just a burden, and I don't want to be the emperor in the next, moths to the fire. ”

Looking at a breath, I saw that Mengxi asked Xiang Twilight Qingmo, but was asking where he was?

The corners of his mouth are elegant and light, and he is about to leave, and the space fluctuates for a while.

The flaming flaming appears.

"It turns out that there is another one to follow, the young master of the flames, don't come unharmed. ”

"Ming... source..."

Flaming strides, walks over.

"You appeared in the Twilight Lock City, together with Mengxi, you and Mengxi..."

"I thought that the young master of the flame would ask, what is the relationship between the flower and the other side in the next, and what is the relationship between the second son of the twilight in the next. ”

Ming Yuan did not answer the rhetorical question.

Flaming's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"Such a place, among the mountains, is too simple, since the young lord of fire is here, then we might as well go to another place, a table of wine, what does the young lord of fire want to ask, sit down and say. ”

Mingyuan said another word.

Huo Lie looked at Mingyuan, his eyes were complicated, he breathed, and his jaw was bowed.