385 The Prophet (3)


    “Bad luck?” He asked in return.


    Zhong Li replied sincerely, “”Prophets can spy on the secrets of heaven and suffer the bacsh of the heavenly Dao. They are gued with misfortune and can only advance after enduring 3600 tribtions. If he couldn’t, he would die.


    “Anyone who can withstand the bacsh of the heavenly Dao is a person with great destiny.”


    After listening to Zhong Li’s exnation, two things came to Xu Qi ‘an’s mind. The first was that he finally understood why there were so many sixth-grade alchemists in the Directorate of Celestials, but yang qianhuan was the only one he had met who was above sixth-grade.


    The second thing was that the act tough King was actually a man of great destiny. This was unbelievable, unbelievable.


    A prophet could pry into the secrets of heaven? Yes, this was the pre-profession of a seer ... Xu Qi ‘an asked curiously,’ what is the form of the heavenly Dao’s bacsh? I have to assess how terrifying the so-called bacsh is. After all, I’m just an ordinary Gong.”


    His prediction was right, Jian Zheng knew about his Strange Luck.


    Zhong Li thought for a moment and said, ” troublees from the mouth. Sometimes, a casual sentence from me can turn into a real disaster. It will implicate the people around me, including myself.


    “Sometimes, an unintentional action can also bring about unpredictable disasters. Furthermore, I can’t control how big or small it is. It’s possible that if I take a step back, I’ll attract a life and death cmity.”


    As she said that, she took half a step back symbolically.


    With such a simple action, an ident happened. A dignified rank-5 powerhouse actually slipped and fell off the eight trigrams stage, fell off ...


    save him!!!


    Xu Qi ‘an’s expression changed drastically, and he instinctively shouted.


    The stargazing tower was 100 meters tall. Even Xu Qi ‘an would die if he fell from such a height and had not reached the bronze skin and iron bone realm.


    On the other hand, a Warlock’s physical body was very ordinary, far from beingparable to a martial arts practitioner’s.


    At the same time, a line from a song uncontrobly floated through Xu Qi ‘an’s mind:


    Are you serious about taking half a step back? Such a small action and it caused so much damage ...


    The supervisor sighed and reached out his hand from under his wide sleeves, gently grabbing.


    Zhong Li, who fell off the building, was pulled up and escaped the fate of falling to death.


    She lowered her head, her ck hair loose, and said in a calm tone, ” actually, if I was prepared, even if I had jumped from the stargazing tower, I wouldn’t have been injured. But just now, for some reason, my mind was in a mess and I didn’t have any thoughts of saving myself ...


    “Well, if someone else helps me to get rid of my bad luck, it won’t work. You can only do so if you personally experience it. ”


    So, you need me, the European king, to help you, an unlucky person, to minimize your bad luck ... Xu Qi ‘an nodded in realization. He understood the real reason why the supervisor had invited him over.


    “I’m sorry.”


    Xu Qi ‘an shook his head and refused. I have to leave the capital. I have something to deal with. It’s not convenient to bring people with me.


    Suddenly, a ss of wine flew in front of him.


    As Xu Qi ‘an reached out to take it, the supervisor’s voice rang in his ear.”Drink it, and you don’t have to leave the capital.”


    Do you know why I’m leaving the capital? He really knows that monk Shen Shu is in my body ... The wine was just ordinary wine. How did he n to help me ... Xu Qi ‘an finished the wine in his ss and had a corresponding guess.


    Shielding the heavenly secrets!


    A Warlock’s specialty.


    ............


    Ten thousand li away from the capital, in Yunzhou, in the military camp outside White Emperor City.


    In the tent of the swallow Army, li Miaozhen took off her light armor, put away her silver spear, and put on the Daoist robe of the heavenly sect. It was just like how she looked when she first came down the mountain.


    The paper man susumanded the ghosts to help wrap up the soft silk.


    .......


    [ PS: update first, changeter. I haven’t asked for monthly votes in a long time. ]