Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 893 You Don't Have This Right
Yanyan looked at Mr. Yumei quietly.

His attitude was obviously much colder than last time, and he showed obvious hostility towards her.

After standing there for a while, Yanyan asked in a gentle and respectful voice: "Is the sir injured?"

When she asked this sentence, Tan Xiangzi next to him silently raised his eyes again.

He glanced at Yanyan, his eyes were a bit complicated.

At this moment, Yanyan's full attention is on Mr. Yumei.

She could clearly feel that Mr. Yumei's face seemed much uglier than last time.

Reminiscent of his sudden violent cough just now, Yan Yan frowned: "Did I break that space last night and hurt sir?"

"Crack!"

Suddenly there was a sound of cracking wood.

Yanyan turned her head to look in surprise, and saw that the tea table that Tan Xiangzi had built on his arm just now had turned into a pile of firewood.

Yanyan gave Tan Xiangzi a strange look.

She thinks that the old man is so grumpy at such an age, is there something wrong with him?

Tan Xiangzi started to stare at Yanyan with his yellow eyes again: "Sure enough, it was you, you broke the illusion recklessly, you are a bastard who has more success than failure! How many times have I told you You don't need to worry about this matter, you have no brains or lack of heart!"

Yanyan ignored Tan Xiangzi's yelling at all, and walked a few steps forward to Mr. Yumei's desk.

Quietly staring at Mr. Yumei's stern eyes for a while, Yanyan saluted the other party upright, with a gentle voice and neither humble nor overbearing attitude:

"I know that you are the one who is trying to maintain the balance between these two spaces by yourself;"

"I also know that you have spent a lot of effort to decipher the monster's spell, modify the space law of this illusion, and keep these innocent soul consciousness;"

Unexpectedly, Yanyan would know this, Mr. Yumei's serious eyes were surprised for a moment.

Yanyan continued: "However, you have worked so hard, your purpose is to save these souls, so that these people can finally enter reincarnation safely. This is your kind intention, and you feel that what you did is not wrong."

Hearing this, Mr. Yumei's expression was stunned for a moment.

He could hear it, the tone of Yan Yan's words, although he admitted that he had kindness in his original intention, but the other party obviously didn't agree with his actions, and in the end he still had some doubts.

Mr. Yumei's gaze gradually changed from serious to solemn.

Yan Yan, who had been watching Mr. Yumei, knew that her words had finally attracted the attention of the old man in front of her.

Even Tan Xiangzi, who had just finished yelling next to him, stared at Yanyan in surprise.

He felt that although Yanyan's words were polite, but in what she said, he always felt that she was reprimanding Mr. Yumei.

Tan Xiangzi suddenly felt a little admiration for this little girl.

Although this girl was a bit reckless in her actions, he really appreciated her daring spirit.

With a calm face, Yan continued: "The original intention of doing things, the process may sound high-sounding, but it is not particularly important. The most important thing is the final result."

Mr. Yumei suddenly knew what Yanyan wanted to say in the end.

The old man's face turned back to the original seriousness and even a little coldness
"I can't change this ending, and neither can you!"

Although Mr. Yumei's voice was very positive, Yan Yan smiled: "Mr., do you want to make the final decision for so many souls who died in vain here based on your subjective assumption?"

Mr. Yumei's complexion suddenly changed, his eyes were fixed on Yanyan's face, and he said emotionally: "You...you can say that!"

Yanyan smiled slightly: "I think I'm right to ask. Although you have good intentions, you have neither the ability nor the right."

Mr. Yumei's eyes were fixed on Yanyan, and suddenly his chest rose and fell violently, and he coughed violently.

This time, he lost the composure he had just now, and panickedly grabbed the white handkerchief on the table to cover his mouth and nose.

Tan Xiangzi stood up awkwardly: "You are not big or small, how can you talk to Mr. like this!"

Yan Yan was unmoved, and even ignored Tan Xiangzi who was shouting endlessly, and only looked at Mr. Yumei with a pair of clear eyes.

This time, Mr. Yumei coughed worse than before, and it took him a while to remove the handkerchief from the corner of his mouth.

He slowly folded the side that covered his mouth and nose just now, then slowly raised his head, looking at Yanyan again.

Gently nodded, Mr. Yumei said: "You are right, I do not have the right to choose their ending for the people here. I may not be able to solve the evil disaster here. But, I can't solve it, you It's also unsolvable."

After that, he stopped, as if he couldn't hold his breath, tried to calm down the breath in his chest, and then continued: "Although it is my duty as monks to subdue demons and demons, this kind of thing needs to be done within our means. Why bother to make unnecessary sacrifices?"

It was obvious that Mr. Yumei's tone was much more relaxed than before, and the expression on Yanyan's face also softened.

"I know, the reason you say this is probably because my cultivation base is too low, and you think that with my strength, I can't deal with this monster."

Mr. Yumei didn't speak, he took a sip from the cold tea in front of him, and when it entered his throat, the taste of the tea soup was a bit fishy.

Yanyan: "Based on my strength, it's normal for you to think so, but you probably haven't seen a monk who really has the power of space."

Mr. Yumei's hand holding the tea cup froze slightly.

The smile on the corners of Yanyan's lips gradually deepened: "So, you have never seen the real power of space. If that's the case, why don't you give me, yourself, and everyone here a chance to choose?"

As soon as these words came out, Tan Xiangzi, who was next to him, was also taken aback for a moment, then turned his eyes and stared at Mr. Yumei, the veins on his temples throbbed slightly.

Tan Xiangzi obviously wanted to say something.

However, his eyes fell on Mr. Yumei's paler face than before, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and he swallowed the words again.

Mr. Yumei shook his head, his expression remained as firm as before: "No matter what kind of spiritual root you are, the huge gap in cultivation level cannot be made up by any power. I will not just watch you make unnecessary sacrifices."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Yumei once again looked at Yanyan with such serious eyes: "If you don't leave by yourself, I will take action."

Yan Yandai frowned: "You old man, why are you so stubborn, you don't let me try it, how do you know I can't do it!"

Mr. Yumei also frowned and looked at Yanyan solemnly: "You asked me just now, I have never seen a monk with the power of space like a girl with my own eyes. Will allow you to take risks easily!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Yumei's tone suddenly slowed down, his expression was full of kindness, and he persuaded earnestly: "Girl, since you are the only one in this world, you should cherish yourself even more!"

(End of this chapter)