Super God Gene

Heavy rain flows along the roof, falling on the slab, forming a blister.

Looking past, the mountainous forests outside the ancient mansion on the top of the mountain were pale, and the rain covered the green mountain forest with a layer of white mist.

Squeak!

At this time of heavy rain, the door of the ancient mansion was pushed open because it was too ancient to hide all the noise of the heavy rain, even when the door shaft was spinning with stinging friction.

The ancient gate was pushed open, and a delicate red high top leather shoe first appeared on the eyelid, followed by a white round jade leg, followed by a red cheongsam.

A woman wearing a red paper umbrella and a red cheongsam walked into the ancient compound and swayed like a cloud.

“Fortunately, when are you going to hide?” The woman with the red umbrella walked to the center of the ancient compound and looked at the shadow in front of her.

Her voice was soft, but the rain was invisible.

“Hide for a moment, hide for a second, die better than live, live for a moment.” The door to the carved flower in the hall was pushed open, and an old man, holding a rag in his hand and a gourd in his hand, sat on an old Eight Immortals table, filled with wine and closed his eyes and looked at the woman in red outside and said.

The rain was too heavy, the umbrella was pressed very low, and it was not clear what the woman in red looked like, but the body line with the exaggerated curve and the long hair like a black waterfall were very noticeable, that is not to look at her, and it was easy to remember her as a person.

“I fear that you may not live as well as die.” The woman in red stood in the rain and still said in a shadow.

Old man hey hey smile: “So you're here to take my fate? ”

“If you can't take your life, it depends on how accurate you are.” The woman in red said.

“So am I right or not?” The old man picked up the gourd and poured a sip of wine, closing his eyes and asking.

“No, no, no.” The woman in red said.

“I really don't understand that, old man. I don't know where to put it.” The old man asked with a smile.

The woman in red silenced for a moment and then said: "The first half of your calculation for my master is very accurate. The shrine is as it should be, but the second half is inaccurate. The shrine is not broken and can still be suppressed for days. ”

The old man laughed: “Your master is in such a hurry, isn't it time? ”

“With less than a month left, not even the destruction of the temple has been broken, and it is impossible to see how the genetic temple could be broken within a month.” The woman in red said.

“When the time comes, nature will understand.” Fortunately, the old man conceived a few points and looked at the woman in red and said: “But I have a promise first, your master must do as old as he said, there can be no half mistake, the moment of the reckoning will come. ”

“That's exactly why I'm here. My master doesn't understand. Why do you have to do that? What does this have to do with the shrine being broken? Although he has some abilities, he has not yet entered the realm. With his abilities, it is impossible to break the shrine.” The woman in red said.

“The fate is unpredictable, the old man can only deduce such a result after risking his old life. As for the middle process, it is impossible for me to deduce the old man as much as possible. If your master does not believe the old man, he may not have to do it.” It doesn't matter what the old man says.

“I hope your assumptions are correct, otherwise you should know that pissing off your master, even the one in the genetic temple, will not save your life. From now on, you will stay here until the day comes, and you will have to guess for yourself, no one else to blame.” The women in red turned away, speaking, and gradually moved away in the heavy rain until they were completely submerged in the rain curtain.

The old man closed his eyes and looked at the rainy sky, muttering to himself: "Do you really think you can find me and trap me here if you didn't do it intentionally? That underestimated Han's respect. ”

Between the words, the old man walked out of the hall with the gourd and the fabric on it that said it was his destiny. He headed towards the backyard of the ancient mansion.

Heavy rain fell on the old man, dampening his clothes and hair, only the fateful fabric, but it did not stain the water in the rain, as if it were insulated from water.

The old man went all the way to the courtyard at the end of the ancient mansion, which was already at the top of the mountain. He put his hands in front of him and circled around the courtyard, seemingly measuring something.

A long time later, he inserted the handkerchief into the slate gap, took a few steps back, measured the handkerchief left and right, and then adjusted the angle and position of the handkerchief slightly, which made him nod himself satisfied: “The end does not equal the end of fate. Although Han Jingzhi can not change his life against the sky, he will never let that moment be the end. ”

Say it, the old man turned around and went back to the hall, lay on the old table, beat up a debt and fell asleep like that.

Hanson talked to the White King for a long time before leaving the meteorite belt.

The White King wanted to kill the goddess of the moment, which was not an arbitrary choice. He knew Hansen's relationship with Golden Mammoth and that Hansen must have wanted to save Golden Mammoth.

Moreover, the White King said that he had the means to break the temporal power of the Golden Mammoth, so that the Golden Mammoth could be restored to freedom, and then he could use the power of the Golden Mammoth to fight the goddess of the moment.

After combining all aspects, the White Emperor intends to try to kill the goddess of the moment, but the White Emperor has a request that after killing the goddess of the moment, if he is armed with a character, he must be given it to him.

Hanson had no opinions on this, he himself was not sure to rescue the golden roar, and if he could really succeed, it would be fine to arm the character to the White King.

It's just that Hanson was very distressed by the fact that the White House's plan was not only to hire gold coins, but also to unite Hansen.

The White King only knows that gold coins are holy babies, but he doesn't know that gold coins are Hansen.

He saw Hansen so desperate to save Jin Mao Rong, and he also saw Hansen's ability, he proposed to let the gold coin contact Hansen, and let Hansen help them.

Hanson had thought that the White King had seen his secret before he would say this, and later, after the White King's explanation, he knew that it was not the same thing.

The White King only inferred from the fact that gold coins are holy babies and holy babies are aerial gardens that there should be a deep relationship between gold coins and Hansen, which is why the gold coins should be contacted by Hansen.

But the White King had no idea that a Crystal and a Fae were the same person.

“Where do I find another Hanson for him?” Hansen smiled at herself. Although the masters in the air garden were like clouds, they had not grown up yet, trying to find someone to fake Hansen or gold coins.