Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

But these are not important.

Even if she was in the ruins, Saint Bailian's pure temperament would not be contaminated in any way. After the vibration stopped, she dissipated the light curtain protecting the two, and smiled at Wu gracefully.

"Good morning, my brother."

This was Sheng Bailian's first sentence, and Wu Ye's expression after finally calming down suddenly collapsed in half.

"Oh, your body is full of dirt, is this... just crawling out of the grave?"

This was Sheng Bailian's second sentence, directly causing Wu Ye's face that was not too pale because of the dust.

Are all these buried guys lacking in their brains?What are you talking about!

"Hehe, just a joke."

Sheng Bailian smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe the dust off Wu Ye's face. The familiar things seemed to have been practiced thousands of times, and there was a water-like softness in his eyes that was rapidly melting Wu Ye's inner line of defense.

After reorganizing Wu Ye, she sent him a late greeting with that intoxicating groan: "Long time no see, Ming Lian."

"cough!"

Wu also almost didn't catch his breath. Although it was a bit horrible at this moment, he had to speak.

"Sorry, I'm not Minglian, thank you for your cooperation." After opening a suitable distance from the other party, Wu also said this sentence.

"Eh?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Sheng Bailian's holy and gentle face, she retracted her hand timidly, looked at Wu Ye carefully, and it took a long time to say a word that made Wu Ye almost vomit blood.

"Well, it is true that you seem to be younger than my Minglian, but Minglian is Minglian, and this will not change."

Why don't these guys listen to people?

"...Forget it, just do whatever you like."

For Sheng Bailian's persistence, Wu is also weak. Anyway, his current title is not too many and one more, so he just let her go.

It's just that Sheng Bailian's idea is a little different from that of Murasaki and the others.

"Ming Lian, it is right that you are Ming Lian, absolutely not wrong." She said lightly, "Because only Ming Lian can wake me who is sleeping."

"If the seal is unlocked, anyone can do it by using the magic power of Minglian?"

"It is true, but the fact that you are Minglian is understandable."

Sheng Bailian glanced down at the spoon held by Wu Ye, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"Unlocking the seal only requires the magic power of Minglian, but to wake the sleeping me, it needs the'power' of Minglian, which is the'power' that only Minglian possesses."

Ignoring Wu Ye who was bewildered, Sheng Bailian continued to talk to himself.

"Becoming a magician to gain longevity is my choice. After this thousand years of time, I will come to you again. This is my destiny and my mission. It must be conveyed by someone."

"you……"

"Minglian, as expected, even now, you are still not a longevity species, so you will entrust your time and'that' to me, right?"

Sheng Bailian pressed her chest, and said in a tone that was almost pious: "It is destiny that writes the future, but it is us who make the choice. In order to make everything come to an end, life lotus, you must accept them. OK, again."

"But," Suddenly, Saint White Lotus put on a soft smile in the solemnness of the Buddha coming to the world: "It's not now."

"Miss Saint, what are you..."

Wu Ye looked at Sheng Bailian deeply, and the unclear words that the other party said made him feel a little bit inexplicably.

He couldn't help but remember what Shenqi had said--

Everything is destiny.

If everything is under the guidance of destiny, then maybe he came to the mountain of monsters, found the kappa, accidentally encountered Murakami on the holy ship, accidentally absorbed the magic power of Minglian, and then came to the devil world and saw Shen Qi , And finally stepped into this seal.

All of this may be just for him to see Sheng Bailian.

In other words, in order to hear these words, Sheng Bailian said that someone must be conveyed, and the person who can convey it is her, then who is the person being conveyed?Is it yourself?What is the content conveyed?

Wu also firmly believes that he will not be the fate lotus, but the current situation has given him such a weird feeling——

He is indeed not Minglian, or he is not Minglian now.

If everything is under destiny, then sooner or later he will become the lotus.

"..."

Wu Ye's head was a little confused. Ever since he saw Shen Qi and heard the other party's messy remarks, his thinking has always been on the edge of such a strange, and he always thinks of some weird aspects from time to time.

"Okay, Minglian, let's talk about the rest later, now getting out of here is the first thing."

Sheng Bailian didn't give Wu Ye a chance to ask questions. She almost interrupted him at the moment Wu Ye wanted to speak, but when she raised the skirt and wanted to get out of here, the change regenerated!

The shock like that just now came again, and even Saint Bailian almost couldn't stand firmly. The smile on her face that had never disappeared since waking up was stained with a bit of surprise for the first time.

"The seal has been completely destroyed, so where did this shock come from...?"

Chapter 36 Real Name

"It's sad, it's like a glass ball."

Suddenly, Bayi Yonglin said so.

"What do you mean? Yongrin?"

"Your Royal Highness, do you know the difference between gods?"

"Difference?" Huiye curled her lips with lack of interest: "It's nothing more than belief in gods and mythological gods, right?"

"It's true," Hachiyi Yongrin said with a faint smile: "Compared to those gods who have only the power of faith to determine'life and death', the status of gods born on the basis of myths is simply higher than the sky."

"But compared to Yongrin, it's not worth mentioning again, right?"

"No, it's hard to say."

Unexpectedly, Bayi Yonglin shook her head, and her gaze circulated in pity or sarcasm, and the arc of her mouth was three points sharper than the waning moon.

"Mythological gods still have trump cards."

"Ace? Is the'immortality' dependent? The myth is immortal and the gods are immortal?" Hui Ye sneered, seemingly disdainful.

For this princess of the moon who is not a god, but grew up in the arms of a god, the so-called "ace" of the mythical god is really nothing to be amazed at.