The man in purple looked about 20 years old.

Mo hair with half a jade crown, half hanging shoulders, a pair of bewitching eyes bent into a crescent moon.

With a half-smile but not a smile: "Old Yue, do you think you have too much beard? Would you like me to shave you off?"

He smiled so much that the country and the city were overwhelmed, showing his evil charm.

Pulling Yuelao's beard with his left hand, a razor appeared with his right hand, ready to cut. [

"Ah, ah, don't, don't..."

Yuelao screamed, desperately trying to save his beard, almost burst into tears.

This beard is the red thread that draws all the predestined people in the world

Once it is cut off, his job in heaven will be lost!

The man's long and slender fingers pulled Yuelao, almost toppled him.

He looked down at him condescendingly, his eyes were cold: "Since you love this thing, why do you want to give it away?!"

"The little old man didn't give it away indiscriminately. A beard is attached to a couple, how dare the little old man give it away indiscriminately."

Yue Lao called for injustice.

The man narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Didn't you give it away indiscriminately? Where did the red lines on my legs come from?"

The man lifted his robe>

Sure enough, there were seven or eight red threads tied to his trousers, fluttering in the wind...

"This this……"

The words Yuelao wanted to refute were immediately stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak again.

"Hmph, now that the witnesses and physical evidence are all there, what else do you have to say? Let me cut off this beard for you!"

The razor in the man's hand flashed, and it was about to fall on Yue Lao's face...

"stop!"

A sky flashed over.

The white light was pure, translucent and surging.

With supreme spiritual power and immortal energy. [

The man in purple raised his eyebrows, a look of surprise flashed across>

He reacted very quickly, and with a wave of his hand, a green light greeted him.

With a bang, the two lights collided and made a loud noise, which almost deafened Yuelao's ears.

He staggered and fell to the ground.

The man in purple couldn't let go, and he tore off a few strands of his beard.

Yuelao let out a wail, with a mournful look on his face.

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