Chapter 1311 The Immortal Will Not Become an Immortal (69)
Bai Nao sighed softly: "Xianghe, you're not bad either."
Liu Xianghe didn't think this was bad, which was quite rare.
Liu Xianghe shook his head: "I'm still not as good as Zi Shu."
The worldly world failed to trap her.
"Zishu, thank you for trusting me."
I chose to tell him such a big secret.
Liu Xianghe was not particularly entangled and accepted quickly. It didn't matter whether Bai Zishu was a boy or a girl, as long as the person was Bai Zishu.
When sleeping, Liu Xianghe became more and more behaved. Not even moving a hand or a foot.
Zishu is a woman, so he has to be careful.
…
"did you find it?"
"I arrived first. Xianghe went down to the lower realm and later became Liu Xianghe, the son of King Subei."
"start to act."
The hoarse and gloomy voice had a hint of smile.
"Yes, sir."
…
In the fairy world.
Siming was called over by the Emperor of Heaven again.
What the Emperor of Heaven holds in his hand is Xianghe's fate. Life is as thin as a cicada's wings, and it is full of brilliance.
Unfortunately, it is just a beautiful piece of paper now.
"What was the original arrangement?"
Si Ming bent over and answered honestly: "Reporting to the Emperor of Heaven, Xianghe Xianjun came to earth to undergo calamity. The original arrangement was that Xianjun, as the son of King Subei, was forced to stay in Kyoto, knowing that Emperor Jianing would not let him go. Although she passed him, she still fell in love with Emperor Jianing's most favored princess, Li Qiyin. She was entangled with Xianjun and loved her deeply at the same time. His duplicitous behavior deeply hurt the princess Li Qiyin."
"At this time, Emperor Jianing took action against Liu Jing'an. Xianjun's father died and he rushed back to attend the funeral. Emperor Jianing was chasing him all the way."
"The Immortal Lord discovered that his father's death was closely related to Li Qiyin, so he became more and more indifferent to the princess. The border was in danger, and the barbarians invaded the Li Dynasty and threatened to marry the most favored princess of the Li Dynasty."
"Xianjun panicked and tried every means for Li Qiyin. In the end, Xianghe Xianjun succeeded in getting Li Qiyin to marry him. Xianghe Xianjun still couldn't get over this hurdle. In the end, he and Princess Li Qiyin became friends. A pair of grudges.”
"Princess Li Qiyin couldn't bear such a life, and her love gradually disappeared in her life, and finally she died of the cold. Xianghe Xianjun was not able to see Princess Li Qiyin for the last time, so she regretted it and died in depression."
After all, Li Qiyin was a fairy in his fairy world and the daughter of his best friend.
Siming didn't mind arranging it for Li Qiyin so that she could have a lifelong relationship with Xianjun Xianhe.
Xianghe Xianjun is indeed not bad, with outstanding immortal power and unparalleled appearance.
Most of the fairies in the fairy world are people who miss him.
But now, the planned trajectory has been completely messed up. The fate of the mortals in the lower world is no longer something that can be revealed or modified by bad luck.
Especially since they don't yet know why.
This vision has never been seen before. Don't know how to start.
The Emperor seemed to have no choice.
The Emperor looked at the fate of Subei Crown Prince Liu Xianghe, and his expression became much gloomier.
"Can it be corrected?"
Siming shook his head: "Emperor of Heaven, my subordinates are incompetent. There is no way. Whether we can successfully overcome the disaster or not, we can only leave it to fate."
The Emperor of Heaven sneered: "Who is Heaven?"
The Emperor of Heaven is the Heaven of this world!
Si Ming remained silent, not daring to disgrace the Emperor of Heaven.
"I haven't seen gods in the human world for so long that I have forgotten who to respect and who to respect!"
Siming responded respectfully: "What the Emperor of Heaven said is true."
"now that……"
Before the Emperor of Heaven finished speaking, he stopped again.
Send Si Ming away and write on the life book with a golden pen.
Condensing his purest divine power, he writes the fate of mortals.