Su Bei fell silent.

It's not a question of whether you believe in fate or not.

But whether you believe in fate or not, what does it have to do with Wang Xiaoyu?

Since I have access to the Tiandao server, I know better than anyone else whether there is destiny in this world.

The "Rong" character scroll has a prophecy five minutes later.

The scroll with the character "嘠" records future disasters.

Everything seemed to be destined long ago.

However, facts have proven that these established fates are not unchangeable.

So, Phil Dillon is dead.

So, live on your own.

In Zhang Ergou's "metaphysical" knowledge, this is called changing one's fate against the will of heaven.

While he was pondering this sentence, Wang Xiaoyu had already understood it, and immediately slapped his chopsticks on the table unhappily.

"Snapped."

"Ning, what do you think of me, Wang Xiaoyu? Don't think that just because you bring up these vain things, I will think that you are my destined person!"

Her mouth smelled of alcohol, her eyes were dizzy with alcohol, her arms crossed, and her body heaved.

"I tell you, I don't believe in fate!"

As she spoke, she crossed her hands, curled her fingers, and said majestically, "If you continue to make up nonsense, be careful I'll take you back to jail for spreading superstition."

Wang Xiaoyu thought to himself, I am not drunk. Look, I still remember this article in the criminal law.

The maximum penalty is not less than seven years in prison.

Su Bei rubbed his temples.

Wang Xiaoyu, have you forgotten your identity? You are no longer a trainee police officer of the Basic Police Department.

Also, it’s not clear whether Ning Huai is a human being. Is the prison environment suitable for holding him?

The waiter who had just served the food shrank his head, hid behind him and shook his head. Hey, he is crazy again.

"I have to go now."

The young man in a moon-white gown suddenly laughed.

His body swayed, and under the yin and yang sky of Northern Jiangsu, his whole person turned into a stream of smoke-like light, overflowing and reorganizing, and appeared at the door of the store.

The only thing left in my ears was "See you later."

"slow."

Su Bei glanced at the drunk Wang Xiaoyu and called to the door, "Brother Ning, we are destined to meet each other. Please allow me to weigh you!"

As he spoke, the six senses came out.

The perceptions within thirty meters, including those of the store personnel and Wang Xiaoyu, were all blocked and distorted.

He no longer had any scruples and jumped up.

Lines of ice appeared out of thin air, covered with traces of "bloody color", and shot straight towards Ning Huai at the door.

This is the combined attack of the "Ice Element" and "Blood" talents, also known as the "Blood-stained Spear".

"Su Bei, remember."

Ning Huai paused slightly, not feeling dissatisfied, but said without looking back, "What you just said is what I want to say to you."

As he spoke, he waved his hand gently backward.

Bloody ice edges hovered in the air, disintegrating and dissipating in an instant as if being blown by the breeze.

At the same time, a dark force pressed down on Su Bei's shoulders from top to bottom.

His eyes narrowed and he found it difficult to resist.

The "Shadow" talent was activated instantly. Su Bei turned around, escaped into the shadow, and appeared on his seat.

The dark power dispersed at the same time.

The "Snowflake" talent slowly withdraws the interference of the six senses and restores the perception in the Tuozi BBQ restaurant.

He raised his eyes and looked towards the door of the store.

Ning Huai has disappeared without a trace.

"Huh-uh-"

The sound of someone sleeping soundly reached my ears.

When Su Bei came back to his senses, he saw Wang Xiaoyu lying on his side on the barbecue table, drool hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and he had fallen into a deep sleep.

"What a drinker."

He shook his head slightly, then was startled, and suddenly remembered something very important.

Wang Xiaoyu fell asleep.

Who, who pays??

…

Nanling City, Chanan Town.

A dark tall building stood in the night, with only a faint light shining in the front hall on the first floor.

With the help of the moonlight, there was a plaque hanging at the door of the front hall of the building, which read

"Yongye Tower."

This is the retreat place for the Cha family in Suzhou, one of the nine great aristocratic families. It was established by the ancestor Cha Nan.

The entire building has no electrical circuits, no lighting, and is always in darkness. Only the front hall on the first floor is lit by candles.

This is the moral message Chanan gives to future generations: don't be silent in the darkness, or explode in the darkness.

"call--"

In Room 404 of Yongye Building, a slender young man slowly opened his eyes in the darkness.

As he let out a long breath, and then breathed in gently, his whole body quickly swelled like a collapsed inflatable doll, with bones and breath filling up.

A brilliant momentum shot straight into the sky, swept across the universe, and then slowly subsided.

"Well? The true meaning of martial arts!"

Several other retreatants on the fourth floor were the first to notice the abnormality and woke up from their meditation.

"Which member of the same race is this in retreat?"

They slightly felt the momentum of the true meaning of martial arts, and their expressions couldn't help but change, "So strong!"

"I have a bright pearl, which has been locked up by the dust for a long time. Now the light is born when the dust is gone, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers."

In the darkness, I heard a half-singing sigh, and the slender young man finally stood up.

Bright eyes glanced out, blinking away the brilliance, becoming ordinary.

"Finally a breakthrough."

After more than half a month of seclusion, I checked the water meter, sensed my own situation, and smiled.

My head, which was originally heavy and prone to forgetting things and getting lost, now became extremely clear.

The tiredness and slackness that made me feel lazy and unwilling to move were also completely gone.

The most important thing is that there is no bleeding down there.

That weird head-lowering technique was finally broken!

He gently clenched his fists and felt the surging power in his body, feeling proud and satisfied.

"One step closer to being invincible in the world."

Checking the water meter, he thought arrogantly, "By the way, the person who defeated me last time seems to be named Su Bei?"

He opened the door and emerged from the darkness of the secret room, standing in the corridor under the starlight.

"This time I got a blessing in disguise. With the heart of supreme martial arts, I understood the true meaning and broke through the obstacles and situations in one fell swoop."

Checking the water meter and looking up at the stars in the sky, a strong fighting spirit burst out from his body.

How could someone as awesome as himself allow himself to lose to one person? Even if he might be Phil Dillon, a B-level international powerhouse.

"It's time to fight this man again!

“I’ve got my confidence back!”

At this moment, the only thought in my mind when checking the water meter is to find him, defeat him, and rebuild my own path to invincible martial arts!

As the unique genius of the Cha family, he has such confidence, belief and pride.

There is probably no other person in this world who can suffer from phobia of the dark and yet sit in the dark for more than half a month.

Until he cultivates the true meaning of martial arts, washes away all the chronic diseases in his body, and completes his transformation.

"No one can stop me."

Checking the water meter, he jumped up and fell from the fourth floor of Yongye Tower, landing heavily on the ground.

"If there is, then blow him up!"

A clock-like shadow appeared behind him, slowly rotating with his pace.

…

Outside Nanling University, food street.
Chapter completed!