Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1199 Resigning to fate or...going against the sky.

Fu Yuejun nodded: "Yes, although he never said anything, we all knew in our hearts that before your mother left, I asked me not to tell you these things, so I didn't say anything."

However, his own uncle is right in front of him, but he doesn't know him. Even if Fu Yuejun can't make the young man call Yun Xiao uncle, but this kind of filial piety is necessary.

"Sister, Uncle Yun Xiao is weak now, can you ask Sang Ling to save him?" The young man felt a dull pain in his heart when he thought of Yun Xiao's weak and pale appearance.

In these years, he failed to fulfill his filial piety by his side, and now that he knew everything, he couldn't let Yun Xiao go on like this.

How could he be worthy of his mother's spirit in heaven?

Fu Yuejun pursed his lips and said softly: "Thirteen, do you know that human life and death are destiny, even though Sang Ling has the ability of divine calculation, she can't steal her life from Pluto. Tell me, what should I do?"

After a pause, she asked again; "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of nature. Although monks like Sang Ling can prolong their lives, they are no match for the laws of nature. If you want to transcend the laws, what should you do?"

"Resign yourself to fate or...go against the sky!" The young man tremblingly said these words. In an instant, his heart was broken into ashes. He knew that Yun Xiao had been entangled in pain for half of his life, and he had eaten up all the sufferings of all beings. .

Although Yun Xiao had been raised in the General's Mansion since the Lu family's extermination, his illness never got better, and with the troubled love words, it was even more difficult to suffer.

He felt sorry for Yun Xiao, knew that Sang Ling had the spiritual power to break yin and yang, and wanted to ask Sang Ling to prolong Yun Xiao's life, but he forgot that the development of everything is determined by God.

Trying to act against the sky in vain is tantamount to being a chariot with one's arms, overreaching one's own strength and bringing one's own destruction.

Ridiculous and scary!
Fu Yuejun turned around slowly, looked at the young man, and said sonorously, "I, Fu Yuejun, don't know how to write resignation, but I know how to go against the sky!"

"Those who defy the sky will be punished by the sky!"

The youth is already in despair. Birth, old age, sickness and death are determined by God. Resurrecting the dead or forcibly increasing the lifespan is against the sky. If it is light, life will be shortened, and if it is serious, it may incur terrible punishment from heaven.

If you resist, you will live, if you cannot resist, you will die!

What is the law?

The rules are the rules, the rules are determined by the sky, and the sky is against the sky, and it is all in one thought.

The alternation of seasons is the rule of time.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the rules of life and death.

Those who defy the sky will be punished by the sky, it is the law of heaven.

How can there be a good end to confronting the way of heaven?

"So what?" Fu Yuejun gently wiped off the fallen leaves on his shoulders, squinted his eyes and said coldly: "I have gone against the sky before, and I didn't have a happy ending. I am afraid that I will go against the sky again. ?”

No matter what, she will save Yun Xiao!
"Sister, you..."

The young man looked at Fu Yuejun, his lips were raw, he didn't know what to say, she is not a monk like Sang Ling, how can she defy the sky with the power of a mortal?
Fu Yuejun bent his eyes, his brows were gentle, and there was a stream of light in his eyes, which was so beautiful: "Don't think too much, on the day of the Cold Clothes Festival, I will definitely be able to turn things around for Yun Xiao."

"Will people who have been to hell still fear the punishment of the world?"

She slowly raised her eyes to look at the young man, and smiled at him as elegantly as a lotus. Her face was unpainted and plain. Although she was smiling, it was hard to see any emotion from her face.

"Give him a few more kowtows. From now on, he will rarely come to worship."

Fu Yuejun's voice was very soft, and he led the young man to kowtow to Yuan Zhou again. The young man knelt upright, kowtowed three times in front of the tomb with his body upright, then got up and followed Fu Yuejun away.

(End of this chapter)