Chapter 862 Fate?robbery?
"Master." With a calm tone, if he hadn't been able to speak, people would think he was a dead person.

A head of blue hair blowing up with the wind, the man turned around when he heard the sound, and saw that he was wearing a purple gold crown with hair inlaid on his head, his eyebrows were tied with two dragons grabbing gold to wipe his forehead, and he was wearing a two-color gold hundred. Big red arrow sleeves, tied with multicolored silk and knotted with long tassels, the outer cover is azurite flowered eight groups of Japanese forged fringe gowns, and there are small green satin powder-soled court boots.

The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the flowers of spring dawn, the temples are like cut by knives, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, and the eyes are like autumn waves.Although he is angry and sometimes smiles, he sees and is affectionate.

Seeing the person coming, the man smiled lightly, "Ming'er, you are here."

Yueming didn't speak, didn't make any movements, he always said little, even to his master who raised him for thousands of years.

And the man seemed to be accustomed to Yueming's indifference, so he didn't care about his disrespect for him. Then he turned his head, looked at the vast universe, and said indifferently, "Ten thousand years later, you will have a catastrophe. You can survive this vast The universe is exclusive for you, if you can’t make it through, your future will only be like this.”

Yue Ming, who was originally expressionless, turned a little cracked when he heard the man's words. At least for now, strength and cultivation are the most important things to him.

When he heard that he had a catastrophe, and that this catastrophe was related to whether he could achieve great things, he who had always been calm, said in his heart that there was no fluctuation at this time, which was false.

But it was only a slight tremor, and after the tremor, there was no longer any feeling.

"I will stand on top of the universe."

Just one sentence revealed Yueming's determination. In his opinion, nothing could hinder his path to becoming a Shangshen.

The man with black hair heard the words, but he just sighed slightly, shook his head, and didn't say any more words.

At that time, he didn't understand why the master didn't seem to have much confidence in him. Now that he thinks about it, Yue Ming feels that the old master has been spying on all this, but this calamity was planted by himself.

No, to be precise, it was doomed since tens of thousands of years ago, and he just left an opportunity.

Do you regret it?No, he also thought that he would regret it, but seeing that delicate face sleeping peacefully, his thousands of thoughts finally turned into sighs and nostalgia.

For tens of millions of years, he has been lonely and lonely, but he doesn't care about all of this. He is heartless and ruthless. He doesn't care about anything in the world. When he is in a good mood, he acts as a merciful god. If it is not good to hit him on the head, he will also become a decisive and merciless demon.

In the God Realm, everyone was afraid of him, and they didn't dare to make him angry. It could be said that they didn't dare to show any anger.

He enjoys all of this very much. To be precise, all of this is taken for granted to him. In his opinion, no one can be taken seriously by him. , looking for a predestined person, looking for his apprentice.

Although he knew that a person who claimed to be his apprentice might appear many years later, he never thought that that person would appear in his life and in his world in this way.

The first time I saw her, that pale but innocent face, with deep nostalgia in her eyes, but also extreme unwillingness, and unprecedented kindness and innocence in those unwilling eyes.

He had doubted and wondered why a person's feelings would be so complicated. Later, he revived her, reversed time and space, brought her soul into this world many years ago, and let her be reborn in his own body.

He suddenly felt that he hadn't seen enough, and wanted to see how much emotion this person still had.

It's just that the more I look at it, the more my eyes are confused and my heart is disturbed.
(End of this chapter)

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