Chapter 1135: Who Dies, Who Lives? under

The Linglong God King looked at the Creation Danzun coldly, and she said, "I won't tell you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Creation Danzun didn't care either, he continued to ask, "This snow, is she floating snow?"

When he said this, the eyes of the Creation Danzun suddenly burst out with a sharp light like a sword, stabbing straight towards the Linglong God King.

Actually, he had always been suspicious.

The Exquisite God King smiled.

"I guessed it!"

Creation Danzun's face showed joy.

It's just that he feels that something is wrong.

"And who the hell is she?"

Creation Danzun asked.

In fact, he doesn't believe that snow is floating snow.

It's just that he thinks that Xue's ability is only the floating light Wuxue, who has been on the altar of fate and successfully escaped the control of the altar of fate, can have the ability to be like snow.

"A word of advice for you. ā€

Linglong God King said.

"What advice?"

Creation Danzun listened with interest.

"Don't be her enemy. ā€

Linglong God King said.

"It seems that she really isn't a floating snow. But if she wasn't Floating Snow, then where was Floating Snow hiding?"

Creation Danzun continued to ask.

But no matter how he asked, the Linglong God King would not answer.

……

Mengjia Town.

At the moment when Xue made a move, Granny Meng, who was locked in the center of the altar square, suddenly burst out with a strong breath, and her eyes crossed the space, looking directly at the battlefield like the Ziyu Holy Lord and the Divine Water Bingba.

"The master is right, she is finally going to make a move. ā€

Granny Meng secretly thought to herself, who is her master?

No one knows this.

However, at this time, Su Xiaotang came over.

"Apprentice, see Master. ā€

Su Xiaotang saluted respectfully and said, but she looked sick.

Granny Meng was shocked, this is her precious apprentice, it is related to the future rise and fall of their Wu clan, and there is no room for failure.

"What's wrong with you? Could it be that something is wrong with your cultivation?"

Granny Meng hurriedly helped Su Xiaotang check her physical condition, but she found that there was no problem with Su Xiaotang's cultivation and no problem with her body.

"Headache. ā€

Su Xiaotang said.

"Headache?

Granny Meng asked, her eyes nervously at Su Xiaotang.

She knew that the headache Su Xiaotang was talking about was not referring to an ordinary headache, it must mean something else.

Don't look at Su Xiaotang's cultivation time is still short, but Su Xiaotang belongs to the prophet and sorcerer, and in some respects he has a talent advantage that Granny Meng can't match.

"In the past life of the disciple, I am about to awaken. ā€

Su Xiaotang said.

Her face seemed to be sad and joyless, but in fact, there was an inexplicable nervousness and panic.

She was worried, awakened the memory of her previous life, in this life, is she still her?

When Granny Meng heard this, she was also shocked.

Awakening past life memories?

Could it be that this Su Xiaotang is still the reincarnation of a certain prophet and sorcerer of their Wu clan's ancestors?

In this way, Granny Meng was even happier.

Awaken the memories of his previous life, then Su Xiaotang will directly reach the peak.

She secretly praised in her heart that she could predict when she would awaken the memories of her previous life, and she was worthy of being a prophet and witch, and her talent was really terrifying.

She seemed to see Su Xiaotang's concern, and she said with a smile: "Whether it is in the past life, this life or the future, in the long river of reincarnation, as long as you stick to your heart, you in any life are you in your heart." ā€

"Oh. ā€

Su Xiaotang nodded, of course she understood this truth.

It's just her sorrow, not so.

"Master, I want to leave Mengjia Town. ā€

Su Xiaotang said.

"Get out of here, where do you want to go?"

Granny Meng asked, and she became nervous again.

Here, she can protect Su Xiaotang's thoughtfulness, but if she goes outside, she is worried about what danger Su Xiaotang will encounter.

You must know that in this apocalypse of heaven and earth, countless great chess players are arranged, and she is afraid that Su Xiaotang will become someone's chess piece, and she will be calculated to death if she is not careful.

"I sensed that something was calling me in some corner of this cosmopolitan world. Also, I want to meet my cousin, who needs my help. ā€

Su Xiaotang said.

"No! You can go anywhere, but you can't go to Tang Mingyang! His thousand-year-old death catastrophe has become the key to the game of chess players in this world, whoever goes, will automatically enter the game, become a chess piece, and will not be able to live and die independently! Then Tang Mingyang has his own great supernatural powers around him to help, what role can you play in going there?"

Granny Meng didn't think much about it and directly objected.

"Master, during this time, some pictures of the future have been in my mind. ā€

Su Xiaotang said, her voice was a little sad when she said this.

"Not ...... A picture of the future?"

When Granny Meng heard this, her whole person trembled a little.

She looked at Su Xiaotang's gaze and was completely flustered.

No matter how calculating a person is, it is impossible to see the future, even if Su Xiaotang is a prophet and sorcerer, it is impossible.

And the only person who can see the future is only one kind of person, and that is the person who has been on the altar of fate.

Don't...... In her previous life, or in a certain life, she was a precious apprentice...... Ever been to the Altar of Fate?

Ordinary people want to go to the altar of fate and get a glimpse of the future.

But an existence like Granny Meng has always stayed away from the altar of fate.

Because she knows that if she goes to the altar of fate, she will become a puppet of fate and will never be free again.

No one wants to be a puppet.

Because everybody wants to be detached.

And if Su Xiaotang really has been on the altar of fate in a certain world, then no matter what life she has, she will become a puppet of fate.

That is to say, the hope of the revival of the Wu clan has been extinguished again.

"Master, I'm leaving. Although my cousin is guarded by someone, his supernatural powers are difficult to defeat after all. If I don't go, he'll surely die. ā€

Su Xiaotang said.

"But what about you?"

Granny Meng asked in a trembling voice.

"I ...... There may be no more lives left......"

Su Xiaotang wanted to hold back, but in her voice, there was still sadness that could not be hidden.

Where will the puppet of fate have its own fate?

Some are just at the mercy of fate.

If fate asks her to kill Tang Mingyang, then can she resist? No.

Su Xiaotang knelt on the ground, just like when she kowtowed to Granny Meng when she was apprenticing, she also had to kowtow when she parted at this moment.

Perhaps, this is the last kowtow to Granny Meng in her life.

Origin and extinction.

After she kowtowed, she no longer looked at Granny Meng, she was afraid of being entangled again, she turned around and left quickly.

A master-apprentice relationship is over.

After Su Xiaotang left, Granny Meng howled and cried.

Why, is this fate always so tricky?

Why, she saw the hope of the prosperity of the Wu clan, and she wanted to extinguish this hope?

Why, she just didn't have the courage to fight?

Why, he came to lie to her again?

"Woo~"

The cry, it's miserable...