Rescue Little White Flower

"Amitabha, benefactor, goodbye bye."

After bidding farewell to each other, Shen Qingwei returned a Buddhist ceremony after Zhao Xingyue, pushing her wheelchair away.

Halfway through, she suddenly turned her head as if feeling something, only to find that the middle-aged monk sitting under the Bodhi tree, with his hands folded, his eyebrows down, seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

She turned her head and didn't look again.

But she didn't know that after she turned her head, the face of the formerly middle-aged monk Linghui suddenly became old, his yellow cheeks quickly decayed, and even breathing became nothingness in a moment.

When he was pushed out of Dingguo Temple, if Zhao Xingyue felt something, his eyes closed slightly, and he said softly, "Amitabha."

The vitality behind her decayed so quickly that she couldn't even feel it.

What's more, after Monk Linghui passed away, his own aura that was invisible to others led him into the Western Paradise of Bliss. If Zhao Xingyue looked back at this time, the golden aura would fill her eyes.

Thinking of the things about Monk Linghui, Zhao Xingyue's heart sank.

Monk Linghui had already calculated the death date of the original owner, so the other party had come to her this time.

Buddhism has a powerful reincarnation. If she is not wrong, Monk Linghui should be a powerful reincarnation of Buddhism. Entrusted by others, he has been in this world for more than two hundred years, just to convey a word to her.

No matter what the person asked Monk Linghui to say, or the reminder from Monk Linghui himself, they all warned her of one thing--

Destiny cannot be changed.

But speaking of it, Zhao Xingyue is actually unbelieving.

She will follow the rules and try not to change the development of the world's fate, but don't expect her to follow her fate to complete her destiny step by step like a puppet.

Otherwise, she would not take the action to save Xiao Baihua.

It's just one world after another. The more life Zhao Xingyue changes, the more shackles she finds she has received.

You know, in the first world, nothing happened to affect her lifespan. When she arrived in this world, her legs became disabled and physically inconvenient, and she seemed powerless to do many things.

Shen Qingwei saw that Zhao Xingyue had thoughts, and because the two had very little communication, she couldn't help asking, "What is upsetting your Royal Highness?"

"Are you faithful?"

Zhao Xingyue opened her eyes and looked at her suddenly.

Life? !

Shen Qingwei, who didn't expect to be asked this question, was slightly stunned.

Seeing that Zhao Xingyue's expression did not seem to be a joke, she thought a little and came to her own conclusion, "I believe it, but I don't believe it either."

There was interest in Zhao Xingyue's eyes: "What do you say?"

Shen Qingwei pursed her lips, "As soon as the fate number is said, there have been many sayings since ancient times. I believe that the fate is fixed, but I also believe that man will conquer the sky. If everyone is controlled by the fate number, then the world will not become a puppet in the hand of the fate, just There are very few people who can break free of their fate."

Zhao Xingyue raised her eyebrows, "If someone says that you are the lone star of the evil gods, you are doomed to have a bumpy fate, a lack of family affection, and a miserable life, what shall you do?"

Shen Qingwei shook her lips, and raised her eyes to look at Zhao Xingyue after a moment: "Even if I am the lone star of the evil sky, even if I am destined to have a rough fate, I will never indulge myself at the mercy of fate. Throughout the ages, I have been living the life of the lone star of the sky evil. People don’t know where they are, some are unknown, and some have made a career. Fate is fate, life is life. Fate may be destined by heaven, but how you live and why you live is your own choice."

She didn't know, at that moment, her eyes were shining brightly.

Zhao Xingyue couldn't help raising her hand to touch those eyes, trying to block the light so as not to burn herself, and also wanted to hide this light in her palm so as not to be stolen by others.

Shen Qingwei's eyelashes trembled lightly, without moving her cheeks, letting Zhao Xingyue's slightly chilly fingertips fall on her eyes.

As if attracted, she slowly knelt forward, constantly approaching Zhao Xingyue.

Zhao Xingyue stared into her eyes, but the fingertips slowly slipped down to the lips.

Shen Qingwei's skin is delicate, this year, not only Zhao Xingyue, but also her, after losing weight, the edges and corners become more distinct.

A slightly cool hand ran across the skin on the neck, behind the ears, buckled the back of the head with the fingertips, and slowly pressed down.

Shen Qingwei closed her eyes.

Zhao Xingyue gently bit her lips, and she opened her lips obediently.

Breathing staggered, body fluid exchange.

Shen Qingwei's heart was trembling. She didn't know why Zhao Xingyue suddenly kissed herself, but she couldn't stop the trembling of her body because of the kiss.

The human heart is the most greedy. When there is a kiss, they want to hug, and they want further contact.

There was soreness in his chest, but she was quickly pressed down.

Zhao Xingyue's feelings are completely different from hers.

She savored Shen Qingwei's taste, her tongue licked her gums, palate, and lingering with another tongue.

Shen Qingwei probably didn't know, she carried a faint fragrance of plants and trees, and this smell was undoubtedly a soothing agent for Zhao Xingyue.

Destiny is nothing but a legendary existence for mortals, but it is a real thing for people like Zhao Xingyue who have personally touched the fate book.

There is no destiny for gods, or, just like mortals do not know that their destiny is controlled by gods, gods don't know who their destiny is in the hands, but it is always destined, otherwise, how can the gods fail.

As for Shen Qingwei’s fate, Zhao Xingyue already had a faint thought in her heart. If she just put her fate back on track, there would not be three people in succession-the monarch of the prefecture, the monk Linghui, and the person who gave the flowers to the monk Linghui. Warn her of the disadvantages of changing the fate number without authorization.

She thought, I'm afraid that the rescue of Xiaobaihua arranged by the underworld is not as simple as she imagined.

In fact, she had doubts in her heart from the beginning.

It is not easy to reverse time and space and change the number of lives. Otherwise, there will be no immortals who will try to go back to the past to save the dead partner, but because of violation of the rules of the sky, they will be drawn out of the immortal bones and smashed into the immortal world.

It's just that she has a faint hunch in her heart that she must complete this task, and she must do it, no matter what the price is.

As the kiss came, it was a shock from the depths of the soul. As a mortal, Shen Qingwei didn't quite understand what kind of feeling it was, but Zhao Xingyue made it clear that this feeling came from the body or the soul.

If the soul of an immortal is attracted, it is by no means a simple matter.

Zhao Xingyue slowly opened her eyes and stared at Shen Qingwei's face.

The latter opened her eyes slowly after she retreated.

The two looked at each other, with different emotions rolling in their eyes.

Zhao Xingyue's eyes seemed to have the power to see through everything, the sweetness faded, and Shen Qingwei's heart gradually became bitter, "Your Highness—"

Before she finished speaking, she was pulled into her arms.

"You are not Su Yeqing, you are Shen Qingwei."

"I didn't treat you as a stand-in for your mother, nor did I like anyone else before you."

"I..." confirmed the thoughts in my heart, many things were done, and many things were said, it became much simpler, "I like you."

I should like you, or even love you.

Zhao Xingyue held the person in her arms, feeling that a corner in her heart that had been vacant was gradually being filled.

But at the same time, more and more doubts came to her mind.

Why would she do this task?

What role does the Fujun play in it?

What is the relationship between Shen Qingwei and her...?

She was very sure that the joy when she saw Shen Qingwei was real, the touch when kissing was also real, and even the possessiveness was real.

Fate number Fate number-

These two words, like a heavy stone, were pressed in her heart.

What is the fate she wants to change?

The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore.

Do not--

If she has gone deep into the sea of ​​suffering, there is no limit, where is the shore.

What's more, she decided to go forward and would never look back.

In the underworld.

"Should I say that I am indeed the Lord of the Stars and Moon? But the three worlds have already noticed something wrong."

"She discovered it in the first world," the old voice sounded, and Po Meng slowly stirred the white soup in the pot, "If she hadn't lost her memory, she would have connected everything together."

"I... don't know if I did it, right or wrong, maybe I will hurt her."

"Hurt her? You can't hurt her, and no one can hurt her. Only herself will hurt her."

"I'm not as thorough as you." The man shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"It's not that you can't see it through," Po Meng didn't look at him. "You just care about it and you get confused."

"Yes, care is chaos," the mansion did not deny Po Meng's words, "but I still don't know if what I am doing is right."

"There are so many right and wrong in this world, just do it if you want to."

"Yeah, I did it if I wanted to..."

The man closed his eyes, and a touch of relief appeared on the pale and handsome man's face.

In fact, he still didn't know if he was right to help Zhao Xingyue reverse time and space, but he wanted to do it.

He knew that he was abusing his rights as a mansion. Once discovered, the Heavenly Court might impose severe punishments. Although he would not cut his position as a mansion, he might have to move his office from the prefecture to the eighteenth. Go inside the hell.

But he has no choice but to do it.

"Heavenly Court discovered the matter between me and her, and asked Tiandao to drop the divine punishment. Qing Wei blocked all the punishment for me. Now that my soul is gone, I run out of cultivation skills to save her a little spiritual soul."

"Birthday, save her, please, send her into reincarnation, let her be reincarnated, only by reincarnating immediately, her soul can be preserved."

"I am willing to pay all the price."

He closed his eyes and couldn't help thinking about the scene when Zhao Xingyue appeared in front of her holding a dying woman.

Both of them were born in heaven and earth. Zhao Xingyue was born earlier than him. He controlled the power of Xingyue. He only had the consciousness when the six realms were about to be formed. Although the exchanges between the two are not many, they are affectionate. Same siblings.

When has he seen the face of God Lord Xingyue with such a desperate and collapsed look?