Gentleman Wushuang of Douluo Continent

Chapter 217 Heaven Dou Empire, Fate (3)

Chapter 217 Heaven Dou Empire, Fate (3)

Seeing Xiao Haitang standing in the arena waving to his teammates on the spectator stage, Yue Jiuxian pursed his lips and smiled when he turned around.

Although he doesn't show it physically, his soul and thoughts are really old, and he can't be compared with other people's real teenagers.

No, where is this? She has become such a mother-in-law.

Having said that, the guy he regarded as a baby boy, a brat, has grown up and can go out on his own.

It's time for him to retire as a protective umbrella.

Even if there is danger, that little guy will be able to take care of himself.

No matter how bad it is, with the Shrek boys and the God Extinguishing Spear, under the triple insurance, how could something happen to that little guy?
The feeling of uneasiness, in his opinion, is nothing but the work of heaven.

This time, he asked him to open his eyes and take a closer look. He, Yue Jiuxian, is not such a person who will be caught without a fight.

Heaven?

He Yue Jiuxian can completely dominate his own life and use his own power to protect the people around him.

Something like that, he would never allow it to happen again.

Um, but, is such a thing like that?

It seems that the memory he lost was not a good thing.

However, whether it is a good thing or a bad thing, it is not what he should consider now.

That guy is free to soar in his own world.He too should spread his wings and run to his own destination.

at the same time.

Star Empire.

At the entrance of Mojiatang.

Yan Xiaoxiao sat on the bed, hummed a little tune, and tidied up her clothes casually.

It has been two years, during the days and months she left, she has worked hard to cultivate, and now she has cultivated into a 49-level control system soul sect.

She felt that she was strong enough at this age and at this level, but she read the letter from her younger brother saying that that guy had long been the Soul King.

You know, that guy is one year younger than her.

She folded the clothes, put them into the storage soul guide, looked at the ink painting on the bedside table, and sighed in her heart, what kind of cultivation ghost did she fall in love with.

However, she raised her eyebrows. Doesn't this prove that she has good eyesight?

Even that guy, I don't know if he has figured out what he wants in the two years since he left.

It is best to think clearly.

It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out.

Anyway, there is a sensible person like her.

Thinking about it, she stood up and watched her father go out to collect the bill but did not return, picked up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the bedside table, and left a book.

Asking about the scent of ink, Yan Xiaoxiao put the letter in the center of the bedside table and pressed it down with a ruler.

Taking a last look at her boudoir, she swore in her heart that the next time she came back, she would bring her male master back.

Yan Xiaoxiao let out a breath, turned and left.

……

Yan Xiaoxiao and Yue Jiuxian, they are both unyielding people.

But sometimes fate is like this.

Give you full hope and energy, and then push you to hell lightly when you are not paying attention, so that you can recognize the reality.

Just like Yan Xiaoxiao, she went to Tiandou this time with full of hope.

But she didn't know that what she rushed to with full of hope was a grand banquet carefully arranged by fate.

Besides, Yue Jiuxian is the one who refuses to accept fate the most.

His disaster was only just beginning to be ready.

The seeds of madness he planted years ago are just beginning to take root.

Uneasiness is just the outermost fuse, and there is still a long way to burn.

 The candle of fate is ready, who is the one to light the candle?

  The tragedy will repeat itself again, how should the protagonist face it?Let us wait and see!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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