Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

In the vast and boundless universe, the star map is connected into one piece, the sky is drawn into a red line, and bursts of sparkles appear in the Milky Way, irrigating the entire universe.

The gears of fate are turning slowly, involving the lives of hundreds of millions of people.

All people and everything are under the manipulation of God, they are God's pawns!

No matter how hard he struggles, he will not be able to get out of the chess game where he doesn't know where to go.

In the darkness, Egret sat on the ground slumped... "It turns out that whether it was the way of being an agent in the previous life, or being blown to pieces because of betrayal and then crossing over again, or going from being trampled on to the pinnacle of the strong, It's all predestined by fate."

"Peak? Heh..."

Egret smiled, "In God's eyes, I'm nothing more than an ant. After all, I'm still at the mercy of fate."

"wrong……"

Egret frowned slightly, with a cold light in his eyes, "My fate was already doomed thousands of years ago."

"Qingcheng, yes, I want to meet that woman named Qingcheng, and ask everything clearly!" Bai Lu clenched his hands, a pair of silver eyes seemed to be shining with determination in the dark night.

This resolute light illuminates the way forward.

……

"Egret..." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the front.

Bai Lu was taken aback for a moment, then looked up inch by inch and looked forward.

But in the darkness not far away, under the light of the bright moon, he was dressed in black, with a Yanyang knife and a face with no expression.

Shura!

A real Shura from hell.

Shura waved his hand, and pointed the Yanyang knife at Bailu, "It seems that you have dealt with those grieving ghosts, let's fight, let me see what level your strength has reached."

"fight?"

The egret fell to the ground with its head down.

A strong sound of breaking wind slashed close to her ear, and the Yanyang knife in Shura's hand stuck to the egret's ear and pierced the egret's back.

Looking at the egret indifferently, Shura said: "What? It's only been a few years since I haven't seen it, and it has become weaker?"

"You look so weak, it's not you who went to hell alone and made Hades fear you."

There was still no expression on Shura's face, and in those eyes, except for the emptiness, there was enthusiasm for fighting.

A black whirlwind passed by, and a voice of protest suddenly sounded in the air, "Sura, you actually spoke ill of me in front of the egret while I was not around."

Bai Lu turned his eyes to look, and in the black whirlwind, stood Hades.

Yan Wang looked at the extremely decadent egret in surprise, frowned, walked up to the egret and lifted it up.

"What's the matter? Don't worry, you won't get in touch with the grieving ghost in the future." Yan Wang opened his mouth and laughed, loosened Bailu's collar and patted Bailu's back.

Seeing that the egret was still looking slumped, King Yama glared at Shura, "Xiulu, didn't you meet the egret all day long in the underworld, why did you bring up the fight when you met?"

"Cough cough..."

Coughing a few times, Shura withdrew the Yanyang Knife, looked away awkwardly, and pointed the Yanyang Knife obliquely at the ground.

"Yan Wang, do you think everyone's fate has been planned long, long ago?" Bai Lu raised his slightly empty eyes and looked at Hades dully.

Looking at the unusual egret, Yan Wang frowned slightly, and then said: "I don't know how to say it, but my life should be made brilliant by myself."