Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

Moreover, the feeling he got from Li Sushang was very strong.

It's not strength in terms of physical ability, which he can't perceive, but rather his mastery of swordsmanship, which is extremely high.

Even the sword at his waist seemed restless, its blade trembling slightly in its sheath, as if in response to something.

The door to the small room opened, and Yun Li came out.

Her eyes were a little red, but she didn't cry.

Behind him followed a middle-aged man with a cold face and a long sword at his waist.

He walked very slowly, each step as if he had measured the distance carefully.

Yun Li didn't say anything, but nodded to the group and then stood aside with the middle-aged man.

The two stood side by side, neither of them saying a word.

Qingque shrugged as she watched this scene, feeling that Yunli was also involved in something.

But now was not the time to ask. She nodded to Yanqing.

"Then I'll go first?"

"it is good."

Qingque walked into the room, and the door closed behind her.

She glanced around, took out a piece of Imperial Jade from her pocket, with the character "發" (fa) engraved on the front, then picked up the Holy Cup and took a deep breath.

Answer my call!

The magic circle lit up again.

As the light faded, a figure appeared in the center of the magic circle.

She looked almost exactly like Qingque, even their posture was the same: arms crossed and head tilted slightly.

But her hair was white, as white as snow.

He was wearing a blue robe and was half a head taller than Qingque.

"Tianyan, answer the call and come forth."

When Qingque saw her, she immediately gasped in surprise.

"How come I'm also summoning myself?"

Tianyan Qingque glanced at the "self" before her, then looked at Han Ya, who was taking notes in the corner, her gaze lingering on Han Ya's pen tip.

After a long silence, it suddenly dawned on me.

"I told you that I once consulted a fortune teller and was told that I would suffer a calamity within a hundred years of my death. I thought it meant my grave would be in trouble, but it turns out it was something else entirely!"

There was a hint of helplessness in her tone.

Qingque raised her eyebrows and opened her mouth wide.

"You... are I from the future?"

Tianyan Qingque took out an Emperor Heng Jade Token from his sleeve and rubbed it between his fingers.

The movements were exactly the same as when Qingque divined for himself, even the angle of his bent fingers was the same.

She closed her eyes, twirled the cards between her fingers a few times, then opened her eyes and gasped.

"Hiss~ I see."

"You really have a trick up your sleeve, Your Majesty. You managed to snatch a sliver of hope from the All-Knowing Heavenly Lord."

She withdrew her gaze and flicked her finger at Han Ya, who was writing furiously.

The crow closed its eyes, and the pen tip hovered on the paper, motionless.

Qingque watched her actions but did not stop her.

The fact that this person pulled out an Imperial Jade Token indicates that it must be "her" from the future.

Since she is the future "she", she cannot do anything harmful to the Immortal Boat, because the Immortal Boat is her home.

"Qingque, is Lin Si still there?"

Tianyan Qingque spoke casually, as if asking, "How's the weather today?"

Qingque frowned.

"What do you mean? Lin Si won't be here in the future?"

Her voice sounded a little tense.

Tianyan Qingque looked at her expression and understood something.

"Still here? That's good! Ah, as long as he's still here, we can finally slack off!"

She paused, her tone carrying a sense of bittersweet relief.

Do you even know what kind of miserable life I've been living?!

Qingque's brows furrowed even more.

When did she become such a riddle teller?

Also, judging from what she said, Lin Si might get into trouble in the future?

"I know what you're thinking."

Tianyan Qingque looked at her.

"Don't ask, the answer is simply that it's not the right time yet."

She paused for a moment,

"Is Lin Si here the general's successor?"

Qingque frowned and nodded.

"You are not the future me, you are the future me from another world?"

Tianyan Qingque nodded, walked over, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Alright, alright, stop looking so gloomy. The fact that he's still here and the general's successor means that he won't have any trouble in your world."

Her tone was firm.

Qingque's brows were still furrowed, but she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you so certain that he won't have any problems in my world?"

After thinking for a moment, Tianyan handed her his Imperial Jade Token.

The card feels warm to the touch, like holding a warm piece of jade.

"Here's what we'll do: you cast a divination yourself and see who Lin Si summoned using this Holy Cup."

Qingque took her cards and closed her eyes.

The card spun between his fingers, then spun again.

After a long while, she opened her eyes and stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"No wonder he said there was no need to fight anymore... Who could possibly beat him!"

Her voice carried a shock that said, "This is outrageous."

Tianyan Qingque smiled.

"right?"

Qingque looked at her, and her brows finally relaxed.

"Lin Si from your world... is no longer here?"

She asked.

Tianyan Qingque tapped her chin with her finger and thought for a moment.

"Not really. It's just that he left the Immortal Ship and embarked on a different path."

"Leave? Where can a man with two missing legs go?"

Qingque was puzzled.

Tianyan Qingque stared at her blankly for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, laughing until tears streamed down her face.

"He's missing both legs here? Come on, take me to see him! I need to remember what he looks like in a wheelchair!"

Her voice carried an excitement that said, "This is so interesting."

Qingque was taken aback, then realized something and laughed along with him.

"Okay! He's right outside!"

The two left the room together.

At this moment, the crow opened its eyes and looked at the departing figures with some confusion.

Just now, something seems to have happened?

She glanced down at the record in her hand. Oh, right, Qingque had summoned her future self.

She continued to take notes.

In the corridor, Yanqing glanced at Qingque who came out of the room, then at the white-haired "Qingque" following behind her, remained silent for a moment, then cupped her hands to Hanya and went into the room.

The door closed.

The crow stood in the corner, pen in hand, expressionless.

Yanqing stood in the center of the magic circle, took out a strand of his own hair, and then held up the Holy Cup.

Answer my call!

The magic circle lit up.

A figure appeared in the center of the magic circle, with his back to them.

Yanqing's pupils suddenly contracted.

He could sense that this figure was very powerful.

She's even better than Li Sushang outside.

Just standing there, he was like an unparalleled, sharp sword.

The sword at his waist seemed to fly uncontrollably toward that figure, its blade vibrating violently in its sheath and emitting a buzzing sound.

He quickly placed his hand on the hilt of the sword and held it down firmly.

A sound rang out in the void, not from within the magic array, but from all directions simultaneously, as if someone were reciting aloud.

"In his youth, he soared through the clouds, his sword flashing as he cut through the dust of the world."

My body follows the clouds and shadows, wandering the starry path; my heart, like a cold blade, seeks the Dao.

Daring to challenge the heavens and the earth, I will surely break through the celestial dome.

Regardless of the changing world, a single sword will pacify the nine provinces!

Yanqing listened to the poem, and although he couldn't understand its meaning, he could still sense the sharpness of a swordsman within it.

That was a resolute "I am the sword" attitude.

Han Ya, standing to the side, stared intently at the figure with its back to the two, frantically taking notes with its pen, not missing a single word.

The moment the poem was finished, the figure turned around.

"Sword Master Yanqing, heed the summons."

Yanqing: "!!!"

Crow: "!!!"

Chapter 172 So, I made my move.

Everyone has a past. The past shapes the present. Some people can grasp their memories, while others are entangled by them and cannot escape.

Lady Black Swan was in a boundless sea of ​​stars, with starlight like shattered diamonds filling her entire field of vision.