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Chapter 2558 Son of Destiny

That’s right!

This matter is what Fu Yang and Ah Huang are curious about!

Obviously, no matter how powerful Fu Yang is, with the aura and demeanor displayed by Bu Wuluo, if he calculates what he is doing in Hong Kong, it won't lead to such a terrifying situation, right?

The tortoise shell and the brass compass were shattered by an invisible force, and finally turned into powder. Even Fu Yang and Ah Huang were unaware of where that power came from.

Then there is only one explanation, it is the power of rules and the power of heaven!

Therefore, he must ask clearly.

When Bu Wuluo heard this, his face suddenly changed and his eyes became serious.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally took a deep breath, stared at Fu Yang and said word by word: "Because... you are the son of destiny!"

What?!

Son of Destiny!

Fu Yang and Ah Huang were both stunned, as if they didn't understand what it meant. However, this word sounded very domineering and mysterious.

Bu Wuluo continued: "The Sons of Destiny, as the name suggests, are the people who inherit the destiny of this era! All the Sons of Destiny are blessed with luck. Not only are they gifted with extraordinary talents, but they also practice very quickly, and they will encounter all kinds of great things.

Opportunity to become a strong man as quickly as possible."

I see!

Ah Huang's eyes suddenly widened, his mouth opened wide, and he looked at Fu Yang in shock: "Damn little Yoko! So you are really God's illegitimate son?"

A child of destiny, metaphorically speaking, isn't it equivalent to God's illegitimate child?

Born to carry the destiny of an era, it is certainly extraordinary!

Fu Yang himself was also a little shocked, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to be doubtful. After all, he knew very well that there was a saying called "praising and killing".

The higher you are praised, the harder you will fall if something unexpected happens one day!

Sure enough, Bu Wuluo immediately went on to say: "Although the son of destiny is gifted with extraordinary talents and blessed with luck, he also has extremely heavy responsibilities in the world. Although he cannot explain it specifically.

What kind of responsibility is it? But it will definitely be extremely difficult. If you are not careful and do not handle it well, you may even be backlashed by the law of heaven, your luck will collapse, and you will fall into the endless abyss."

Sure enough!

Fu Yang showed an expression of understanding and said that there can be no absolute benefits in this world, and there is no free pie.

He thought for a while and said: "So, senior, can you tell me what kind of responsibilities the Son of Destiny needs to bear? Are there any difficulties that he may face in the future?"

hehe……

Bu Wuluo had a wry smile on his face, shook his head gently, and then said.

"My little friend, do you think it's possible? I pride myself on being proficient in the art of divination and fortune-telling. To put it bluntly, there are only a handful of people in China who can surpass me in this aspect."

"However, even Pindao... just wants to calculate what the little friend is doing in Hong Kong. This kind of thing is originally an extremely simple thing for those who practice fortune-telling. He can't do it! Not only can it not be calculated,

It turns out that even the two magic weapons were destroyed by the counterattack force of heaven. How is it possible to calculate something more detailed?"

"Generally speaking, the stronger the cultivator's magic power, the more difficult it is to perform divination on him. But even if he is a top expert who has reached the realm of a heavenly master, I can still calculate something if I work harder. But you

This son of destiny will be punished by God even if he has the idea of ​​divination. No matter how powerful a divination person is, he will not be able to do it."

"Actually, everyone's destiny has its own trajectory. Although this trajectory sometimes changes, twists and turns, there are some differences. But most of the rules, we fortune tellers can still see. But destiny

The fate of your son is only in your own hands, no one can see it! Ahem..."

Bu Wule coughed violently and spit out several mouthfuls of blood. His face became even paler and he looked very weak and exhausted.

It was obvious that he had been bitten by the mysterious Heavenly Dao and suffered some injuries. Speaking so many words in one breath now consumes a lot of energy.

Ah Huang shook his head and patted Fu Yang on the shoulder: "Little Yangzi, you are amazing. Really, you are amazing."

"Your cock just exploded! Don't think you are deliberately trying to hurt me."

Fu Yang glared at the idiot, and then continued to support Bu Wuluo, with a trace of guilt on his face. He said softly: "It's all because of the junior's abruptness. I asked the senior to help me with my fortune telling, so I let you

Injured."

Bu Wule waved his hands and gasped: "It's okay, it's not your fault. It's my brother who is frivolous and likes to show off and cheat everywhere. It's a small punishment from God. What's more, in an era,

There is only one destiny's son. Meeting you is really an arrangement of fate."

At this time, Ah Huang next to him felt a little curious and said: "Senior, I see that you are not a mortal, you are obviously very powerful. Since Xiaoyangzi is the son of destiny and cannot be predicted by others, then I can do it, right? You either

Do the math for me, haha."

Stop it!

Fu Yang glared at him: "Your cultivation level is also very high. In terms of real combat power, under the Heavenly Master, I am afraid you are almost infinitely close to invincible. Senior is already injured, wouldn't it be more serious if I help you tell your fortune?

?”

snort!

Ah Huang pursed his lips: "I was just joking, little Yoko, why are you so serious? I'm not curious about it. I have no control over my fate! No matter what fate is, even if I am not the son of destiny, fate

It’s also in my own hands.”

When he said this, he seemed to be pretentious, but in his heart, he really thought so!

As a peerless genius, Ah Huang actually has his own arrogance.

Bu Wuluo nodded: "Yes. To be able to reach such a shocking height of cultivation at your age, of course you should not believe in fate. The trajectory of fate is also possible to change. Ahem..."

After saying a few words, he started vomiting blood again, and it seemed that he was indeed seriously injured.

Fu Yang thought for a moment, then took out a white elixir and handed it to him: "Senior, this is a spiritual elixir. After you take it, the injury to your soul should be relieved."

Bu Wuleo stared at the elixir for a while and said with emotion: "Thank you, little friend. Such a precious elixir was given to me by chance. I owe you a favor, and I will repay it in the future."

Saying that, he stopped being pretentious. He took it from Fu Yang's hand and swallowed it.

As soon as the elixir entered his mouth, it instantly melted into a stream of warmth that spread throughout Bu Wuliu's body, quickly repairing the backlash of heaven and fate he had suffered just now due to the fortune-telling of the "Destined Child".

Fortunately, he just wanted to calculate the purpose of Fu Yang's coming to Hong Kong. Otherwise, if he wanted to calculate something more grand, he would probably lose half his life!

Son of Destiny, is this a joke?

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