Jiang Yuezhong didn't understand the deeper meaning for a moment, and looked suspiciously: "Little ancestor, what do you mean?"
Dao Huo'er said bluntly: "It's hard to go against the destiny, why not comply with it?"
"There are real dragons and real phoenixes in Kunlun, and one lineage exclusively controls the four battles of luck."
"Looking at the six branches of Daxia, among all the forces large and small, which one can compare with Kunlun?"
"You can't eat meat if you follow me, but you can always have some soup."
"For example, the old drunkard, Chen Xuanjun gathered forces from all directions to intercept and kill Lingxi on the way, and Daomen was also among them."
"But because of my relationship, Lingxi promised to share half of the Dou Qi with the Taoist sect in the future."
"Isn't it better to pick up your luck for nothing than to fight to the death with you?"
Jiang Yuezhong's eyes widened and he breathed quickly: "Taixu is a bastard, but he is still so shameless."
Dao Huo'er sneered: "This is called a wise man who knows the current affairs."
Jiang Yuezhong came back to his senses, considered carefully and said: "Little ancestor, I, as you said, I am a lonely person. There are not many chess pieces behind me. If I want to follow Kunlun to drink soup and smell, people may not think so.
Fuck me."
"Besides, my purpose is..."
He hesitated slightly, beckoned Red Fish to come over, and said with an embarrassed grin: "My woman, born with the fate of dragon and fish, wants to compete for the throne of the Lord of Great Xia."
Dao Huo'er said depressedly: "Xiao Yueyue, you, the great elder of the Taoist sect, are a little confused."
"There are thirty-six kinds of fates in the world. There are not many special fates. They are the True Dragon, True Phoenix and the Nine-tailed Taotie."
"You don't need to do anything for these four fates, and you will be fed back by heaven and your destiny will be perfect."
"Among them, the real dragons and true phoenixes each occupy two buckets, and the nine-tailed gluttons each occupy half a bucket."
"The remaining thirty-two fates are all ordinary fates and cannot be favored by God. They need to fight for their own luck. Moreover, the capacity of the fates is half a bucket, which is the limit."
"Some people occupy their destiny in vain, but in the end they have no luck at all."
"Take Chen Xuanjun as an example. Even if he succeeds in transforming the evil python into a dragon, he still won't get any repayment from heaven. The only advantage is that the capacity of his life will be increased from half a bucket to a bucket."
"The little dragon fish next to you, in terms of current destiny capacity, is even inferior to Chen Xuanjun."
"The most important point is that finding the dragon and supporting the master is the responsibility of Ziwei's lineage. It seems that it is not your turn to intervene."
"You like it. Are you sure your ideas and goals can be realized one by one?"
Jiang Yuezhong said solemnly: "Arowana also has the opportunity to transform into a dragon and increase the capacity of his life."
"With a bucketful of capacity, if you have enough luck, the crape myrtle should be able to barely fit into your eyes."
"Little ancestor, please think about it, the real dragons and real phoenixes are all in Kunlun. Whether it's Lingxi or Suning, one is the young master of Kunlun and the other is Su Xinglan's nephew."
"Their identities and their entanglement with Kunlun destined them not to be suitable candidates for Ziwei."
"In this way, the opportunity remains. If you are lucky, it is not impossible."
Dao Huo'er muttered: "So you are plotting against Chen Xuanjun's nine lucky red lotuses, hoping to help the dragon fish turn into a dragon, and then recommend it to Tantai Jinse."
Jiang Yuezhong responded: "That is what I deserve, the credit and hard work that I deserve."
Dao Huo'er "snatched" the bank card from Hongyu's hand, walked straight to the door and said: "Sooner or later, Chen Xuanjun will be dealt with by Kunlun. No matter how many games he sets or how many pieces he loses, when that person comes back, he will definitely die."
"If you can sincerely seek refuge in Lingxi and lower your attitude, I will help you connect people. I dare not say anything else. Chen Xuanjun's luck will definitely belong to you."
"Well, that's about all I can guarantee. I'll give you 24 hours to think about it."
"Think it through. Tomorrow morning, go to Lingxi's villa to meet me with sincerity."
After saying that, the little girl's figure became scattered and disappeared out of thin air.
