Li Muzi closed his eyes tightly, looking forward to death.
The young man pointed out and stood up immediately.
"Bang."
The tea splashed and blood splattered on the young monk's eyebrows.
He opened his mouth with difficulty, trying hard to smile.
Finally, he fell to the ground, lifeless.
The young man picked up his shoulder bag and prepared to leave.
But at this moment, he saw a beautiful girl in green clothes looking at him from a distance on the path of the bamboo forest.
The girl is very beautiful and extremely charming.
It’s the person he thinks about day and night, the person he pins to the top of his WeChat chat notes about his wife.
He was frightened and subconsciously avoided and passed by.
"Wait." A cold voice sounded in my ears.
The girl walked slowly to his side, her eyes wandered up and down and said, "Aren't you going home?"
He was stunned and confused.
"Bang."
After receiving a slap on the head, the girl in green said angrily: "I bought the shoes you are wearing with my own hands."
"Why don't you know how to cover up the mole behind your right earlobe?"
"The hand, the scar at the tiger's mouth, was accidentally cut with your grandfather's butcher knife when you were a child."
"Wearing a personal leather mask to show off, stabbed to death with a sword, do you believe it?"
The young man did not dare to move and kept his head down, as if he were a child who made a mistake.
The girl stretched out her hand and said, "Bring me the phone."
The young man replied hesitantly: "Girl, you have recognized the wrong person."
"Bang."
Someone kicked him without mercy.
"Girl?" She said with blazing eyes, "Can you try calling me one more time?"
The young man had never felt helpless before. At least, he felt scared for the first time since he inherited the seventeenth level of Jiuyang Martial Arts.
"I'll count one, two, three, and bring the phone." The girl couldn't refuse and said, "Uncle Xinglan is right, if you don't put up the roof for one day, are you going to rebel?"
As she spoke, she aggressively snatched the young man's shoulder bag and pulled out her cell phone.
The next moment she smiled and said with satisfaction: "Hey, you should change your password. Why do you set my birthday?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, wife?"
"Not a girl?"
"This screensaver, oh, it's so ugly."
She stared at him, turned around and said, "Go home and cook, seaweed and pork ribs soup."
"Keyboard, durian, glass ballast, you choose one."
"I'm very angry, the kind you can't coax."
The young man wanted to cry but had no tears, so he followed silently.
She suddenly stopped walking: "Forget it, you have your own reasons, let's go separately."
Someone whispered: "The human skin mask can change its appearance at any time, so it's not a big problem."
She said "Yes" gently, and her voice suddenly became trembling: "Master gave me a letter, you..."
"I don't care."
"As long as it's you, it's my Suning, do you understand?"
"It will be fine, it will be fine."
"I am responsible for looking beautiful, and you are responsible for making money to support the family."
"Well, I'm richer than you, so let's take responsibility together."
Ps: I got home late from working overtime today, so I’ll make up today’s chapter tomorrow. If nothing happens tomorrow, I’ll guarantee a minimum of three chapters, so I’ll post as many as I can.
In fact, many students still don’t understand the fate issue.
There are nine categories of luck in the world, and there are thirty-six kinds of destiny.
Except for the True Dragon and True Phoenix, which have two Dou's of luck, only the Kyuubi can currently occupy half of the Dou.
These three fates do not need to compete for luck, because heaven will feed them back and make them perfect.
This is also why Ji Xuanqing initially wanted to protect himself and not participate in the fate battle.
Because Lingxi has a true dragon destiny and comes with two battles of luck, Kunlun doesn't need to fight for it.
As for other fortunes, you need to compete for luck, and the maximum capacity is half a bucket.
Not all horoscopes are born with good luck.
So some students often ask me, is this half a fight, that half a fight, or nine fights enough to get enough luck?
