Fate is so helpless. Some people are born into high positions and have noble status. But the funny thing is that such people cannot control their own destiny and can only become puppets of fate.
Fate is like this. It holds you high, but at the same time it makes you afraid to move and you can only let it control you.
And Lan Yanchu is obviously this kind of person.
Ridiculous?
Really ridiculous.
Who truly controls their own destiny?
When you have power, you always think that you are standing on a high place, looking down on many people, treating them as chess pieces, and thinking that you are a chess player and in control of the entire chess game.
Little did he know that he was looking too far into the chess game, and he was also a chess piece.
The earth is the game, destiny is the thread, running through the whole situation, and all living beings are the chess pieces.
Who is the chess player?
Are there any chess players in the chess game?
Had.
It's just that they are all extremely powerful and can reverse fate.
How many such characters have there been throughout the ages?
Even Bai Qianmie, the leader of the Demon Sect back then, had fallen under the Tao, hadn't he?
Compared with people like Bai Qianmie, Lan Yanchu was so small that she couldn't even be considered an ant.
"..."
Jialou looked at Lan Yanchu blankly, recalling the past in his mind.
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"Ah, the mission of our clan falls on your shoulders."
"I don't want to complete your so-called mission, you can find someone else."
"Nonsense! Although your parents are gone, I can still discipline you for them. Is this something you can refuse if you want to?"
"I'm not interested in your so-called mission at all."
"Not interested? Okay, let me tell you, you will inherit the position of the patriarch of our clan in the future. What you have to do is lead our clan to glory. This is not a matter of whether you think about it or not, but you must definitely do it. From now on The moment you were born, you could never!”
"you can not!"
"you can not!"
"you can not!"
.........
"I can not......."
Looking down at his hands, Jialou suddenly felt that he and Lan Yanchu were so similar.
In fact, he, like Lan Yanchu, cannot escape the shackles of fate.
To describe it in one sentence, we are the same people who have fallen into decline.
Garuda knew very well that no matter how perfect and powerful he was in the minds of others, in fact he could not escape the constraints of fate.
"I'm sorry, I lost my temper. I shouldn't have done this with you."
Lan Yanchu gently wiped away her tears and smiled again on her face.
"It doesn't matter."
Garuda whispered.
Lan Yanchu's smile seemed so forced and bitter to Jia Lou.
Instead of laughing, it is better to bow and surrender to fate.
There is no way, how many people in the whole world can resist the unchangeable fate?
"By the way, after all, it will be my twentieth birthday in a few days. My father will hold a competition for me to find a bride. I may get married by then. Will you congratulate me?"
Lan Yanchu suddenly stared at Jialudao.
Those beautiful eyes stared at Garuda without blinking, anticipating his next words.
"...."
Jialou was stunned, looking at Lan Yanchu in front of him, not knowing what to do.
"Look at me, why are I doing this to you? It's getting late, so I'll leave first."
Before Jialou could turn around, Lan Yanchu stood up, turned around and left.
.......
Looking at Lan Yanchu's leaving figure, Jialou couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart.
Maybe he wouldn't be like this if it were anyone else, but for some reason, he actually sympathized with this woman.
Maybe it's because the two look alike.
But her last words...what do they mean?
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"I'm really stupid, what are I doing with him..."
Lan Yanchu showed bitterness on her face.
At that moment, even she herself didn't know why she wanted to compete with Jialou to find a bride.
Is there still a trace of luck in my heart?
Maybe, after all, she didn't want to succumb to fate and marry someone she didn't love.
But so what if he knew it, could he still help himself solve this problem?
How can he solve it?
Can he still defeat Cheng Cheng?
"Oh, what am I thinking about? You know that Cheng Cheng is already a half-step fusion state, who can be his opponent..."
.........
Middle Earth, Shengming Palace.
"There are ruins of an ancient country over there in the wilderness that are about to be revealed, right?"
On the first seat, Yu Wenkui's fingers tapped lightly on the seat.
"Yes, I went to the wilderness two days ago to inspect it. It won't be long before he is born."
The silver-robed elder said.
"What's the specific situation?"
Yuwen Kui asked.
"The sealing power of the ruins of the ancient country is too powerful. Within a radius of a thousand miles, no one with a cultivation level that has exceeded the fusion realm can get close. This may be intentional by the great power of this ancient country."
The silver-robed elder said.
"Those above the fusion realm cannot enter. Haha, this is interesting."
Yuwen Kui smiled.
"Palace Master, if this happens, we won't be able to get through."
The silver-robed second elder frowned.
"It's okay if we can't get through. It's not like we don't have Fusion Realm disciples in Shengming Palace."
Yuwen Kui said.
"What the palace master means..."
The silver-robed elder's expression changed.
"Just let me, Sun Yuwencheng, lead our disciples from Shengming Palace there."
Yu Wenkui said calmly.
"Young master?"
The two silver-robed elders looked at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Yu Wencheng, the palace son of Shengming Palace, was also the grandson of Yu Wenkui.
"If Mr. Cheng takes action, there will be no problem."
The two silver-robed elders laughed.
Obviously they have great confidence in Yu Wencheng.
.........
On the top of Wuji Mountain, next to the God and Demon Pillar.
"about there."
The young monk stood up and stretched.
"Are you leaving?"
The mysterious man beside him also opened his eyes.
"Yes, the ruins of the ancient country are about to be revealed. If we don't leave, it will be too late."
The young monk said.
"The ruins of the ancient country must have the power of sealing. When the time comes, there will be restrictions on monks with high cultivation levels. Anyway, I can't go."
The mysterious figure said.
"Although it is far from returning to its former strength, at least there is no problem in self-protection."
The young monk clenched his fists and said.
"With the restriction of the power of the seal, I'm afraid that the entire ruins of the ancient country will not be your opponent."
The mysterious figure glanced at him and said.
"I don't want to live like that again. If I can't live a meaningful life, then my life will be in vain..."
The wind was blowing on the top of the mountain, and the wind blew through the sleeves of the young monk. At this moment, his body was upright, as if he was as tall as the monk.
Two rays of light shot out from his eyes, illuminating Lin Qiankun, and the artifact behind him seemed to be waking up from its long slumber.
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