Chapter 2994 United

The heavy rain flowed down the eaves and fell on the stone slabs, forming blisters one by one.

Looking at the past, the mountains and forests outside the ancient house on the top of the mountain are vast, and the rain has covered the verdant mountains and forests with a layer of white mist.

crunch!

When the heavy rain was pouring, the gate of the ancient house was pushed open. Because it was too old, the ear-piercing friction sound of the door shaft turning could not be completely covered up by the sound of the heavy rain.

The gate of the ancient house was pushed open, a pair of exquisite red high-heeled leather shoes first caught the eyelids, then a pair of white and round jade legs, and then a red cheongsam.

A woman with a red paper umbrella and a red cheongsam walked into the compound of the ancient house, her figure swaying and her hair like clouds.

"Fortune teller, how long are you going to hide?" The woman in red with a red umbrella walked to the center of the ancient house compound, looking at the main room in front of her and said quietly.

Her voice was soft, but the sound of rain could not be concealed.

"Hiding for a while is a moment, hiding for a second is a second, dying is worse than living, being able to live for a while is a while." The carved door of the main room was pushed open, and an old man held a cloth banner in one hand and a wine gourd in the other. , sitting on a dilapidated Eight Immortals table, took a sip of wine and squinted his eyes to look at the woman in red outside and said.

The rain was too heavy, and the edge of the umbrella was pressed down very low. I couldn't see what the woman in red looked like, but the exaggerated curves of her body and the long black waterfall-like hair were very conspicuous. Even if you don't look at her appearance, it's easy to remember her as a person.

"I'm afraid that your life would be worse than death." The woman in red stood in the rain and still said quietly.

The old man smiled: "So, you are here to accept my fortune-telling life?"

"Whether you will take your life depends on your calculations." The woman in red said.

"Then is my calculation accurate?" the old man picked up the gourd and took another sip of wine, narrowing his eyes and asking.

"No, no." The woman in red said.

"I really don't understand what the old man said. I don't know where it is correct and where it is not?" The old man asked with a smile.

The woman in red was silent for a moment, and then said: "The first half of your calculation for my master is accurate, the shrine really appeared as expected, but the second half is not accurate, the shrine is not broken, it can still suppress the heavens. "

The old fortune-teller laughed: "Your master is too impatient, isn't it the hour that hasn't come yet?"

"There is only less than one month left, and not even a temple of destruction has been destroyed. It is really hard to see how the gene temple will be destroyed within a month." The woman in red said.

"When the time comes, you will naturally understand." The fortune-teller looked a little solemn, looked at the woman in red and said, "But I have something to say first, your master must do as the old man said, and there must be no mistakes. The projected moment will come."

"That's why I came here. My master doesn't understand. Why did he have to do that? What does this have to do with the destruction of the shrine? Although that person has some abilities, he hasn't stepped into that realm after all. With his ability, It is impossible to break the shrine," said the woman in red.

"Fate is unpredictable. The old man can only calculate such a result after working hard. As for the process in the middle, I can't figure it all out. If your master doesn't believe in the old man, you don't have to do it." The fortune-teller old man Said indifferently.

"I hope your calculation is correct, otherwise you should be very clear that if you anger the master, even the one in the Temple of Genes will not be able to save your life. From now on, you will stay here until that day comes, Life and death are all your own calculations, and you can't blame others." The woman in red turned and left after speaking, and gradually drifted away in the heavy rain until she was completely submerged by the rain.

The old man squinted his eyes to look at the rainy sky, and muttered to himself: "If it wasn't intentional, do you really think you could find me and trap me here? That would be too small for me, Han Jingzhi."

While speaking, the old man swayed out of the hall, carrying the wine gourd and the cloth banner with the destiny written on it, towards the backyard of the ancient house.

The heavy rain fell on the old man, soaking his clothes and hair, only the cloth banner, which was filled with destiny, was not stained by the rain, as if it was insulated from the water.

The old man walked all the way to the courtyard at the back of the ancient house, which was already the highest point of the mountain. He put his hands in front of his eyes and gestured, and walked around the courtyard a few times, as if he was measuring something.

After a long time, he inserted the cloth banner in his hand into the gap between the stone slabs, stepped back a few steps, looked at the cloth banner left and right, and then slightly adjusted the angle and position of the cloth banner, then nodded in satisfaction and said to himself: " The ending is not the end of fate, although I, Han Jingzhi, cannot change my fate against the sky, I will never let that moment be the end."

After finishing speaking, the old man turned around and returned to the hall, lay down on the dilapidated table, yawned, and then fell asleep like that.

Han Sen talked with the White Emperor for a long time before Han Sen left the meteorite belt.

Baihuang wanted to kill Goddess Setsuna. This was not a random choice. He knew the relationship between Han Sen and Jinmaohou, and he also knew that Han Sen must want to save Jinmaohou.

And Baihuang said that he has a way to break the time power of Jin Maohou, so that Jin Maohou can regain his freedom, and then he can use Jin Maohou's power to fight against the goddess of moment.

After summarizing all aspects, the White Emperor intends to try to kill the Goddess Setsuna, but the White Emperor has a request, that is, after killing the Goddess Setsuna, if he obtains the Godhead Armament, it must be handed over to him.

Han Sen didn't have any opinion on this. He wasn't sure about rescuing Golden Retriever Roar. If he could succeed, it wouldn't hurt to arm the godhead to the White Emperor.

It's just that in Baihuang's plan, not only to ask for gold coins, but also to cooperate with Han Sen, which made Han Sen very distressed.

The White Emperor only knew that the gold coin was the Holy Infant, but he didn't know that the gold coin was Han Sen.

He saw that Han Sen was working so hard to save Golden Retriever Roar, and he also liked Han Sen's ability, so he proposed to ask Jin Coin to contact Han Sen and ask Han Sen to help them.

Han Sen originally thought that the White Emperor had seen his secret to say this, but after the White Emperor's explanation, he realized that was not the case.

From the fact that the gold coin is the Holy Infant, and the Holy Infant came out of the Hanging Garden, the White Emperor deduced that the gold coin and Han Sen should have a deep relationship, so he let the gold coin contact Han Sen.

It's just that Baihuang couldn't imagine that a crystal clan and a different species were actually the same person.

"Where can I find another Han Sen for him?" Han Sen smiled wryly to himself. Although there are so many masters in the sky garden, they haven't grown up yet, and it's impossible to find someone to fake Han Sen or gold coins.

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