Our Hearts Won't Change

"Sheng Qiu, you are already full of guilt. Do you want to go to the black road?"

Hear sound autumn two words, National Teacher Leng for a while, eyes fierce light spread.

"How do you know my name..."

It has been many years since the national teacher heard someone call him that. In his mind, this name is a secret pain, a past he can't say.

Yuewanchen doesn't mean to laugh. She just hopes that the past, which has gone through thousands of years, can end as soon as possible.

"Sheng Qiu, how did you survive? Do you think you can really escape the three thousand changes in the world? "

The national master thought his plan was perfect, but when he heard yuewanchen's warning, he immediately changed his plan.

"Yuewanchen, you are really extraordinary. I won't give you another chance.

Come on! Bring them all up

Not long ago, not only the queen, but also Zhen Liangqiu and Xue Lingqi, as well as the imperial concubines who have been supporting their parents in other palaces, and the Empress Dowager who has not come out of Likang palace for a long time.

They were all tied with ropes, kneeling two or three rows, face to face with yuewanchen, and the color of panic was written on their faces.

And the person who escorted them out was the fake King Su, the fake emperor of today.

"Yuewanchen, take a look. Do you think we haven't checked all your details?

These are the people you know. Do you want to see them die in front of you? "

If others can ignore, but the Empress Dowager yuewanchen can't ignore her existence.

Yuewanchen seems to be sad. In the eyes of the national master, it's really better. "You still need to know the general situation. Do you think these people are the hostages of this seat?

Look at the faces of the mortals below, and the mortals in all directions who lost their lives because of your stubbornness. You are a disaster now

Let month Wan dust uncomfortable, national teacher really feel happy, he looked up at the sky laughing.

Yuewanchen looked at the old empress dowager, with tears in her eyes, "Shengqiu, what's your back hand?"

The national teacher really doesn't care whether he looks ferocious or not, and tells Yue WanChen with a smile, "you have a quick reaction. If you do not give up the prophecy, I will sacrifice their lives and break the shackles. "

The national division that people admire shows its true colors. The only thing people can think of is to run away. However, there are too many soldiers around them. It seems that if they make redundant actions, they will be tied into a sieve.

People, if they are not superior, they will always be tools in their hands.

At this time, Yue WanChen's despairing expression appeared, which made the national master extremely satisfied. He knew that his goal was about to be achieved.

"You let them all go. You and I don't have to involve others. I'll give you what you want."

As soon as the national master raised his hand, the knife on the Empress Dowager's neck was finally put down.

"You are crafty. I don't believe you. Only when they are all in front of you can you satisfy me."

Yuewanchen took a deep breath, and once again became the female Temple secretary who called the wind and rain in Da'an.

"You let me go, we'll do this deal fairly."

Fair two words really make people laugh, but this time the national master finally didn't say anything else, really put the moon Wan dust down from the altar.

As soon as yuewanchen changed hands, thousands of people's pre life books appeared in front of everyone.

There's nothing unusual about it. It seems that it's not as good as the five Wen book on the market. It's not only the spectators but also the national teachers.

"Yuewanchen, are you sure you are not fooling me?"

The month Wan dust is cold a face, can't see any facial expression, "is true or false, you yourself take away to have a look not good?"

The national master took a look, just holding the heavy feeling in his hand, then made him firmly believe that this is the real book of pre life.

"That's great. The gate can be opened."

The national master was overjoyed to see the book, and even looked at some crazy demons. Yuewanchen asked, "Shengqiu, I have given you what you want. Should you keep your promise?"

The national master suddenly stopped and looked back at yuewanchen and sneered, "yuewanchen, you are still so naive. How can I let these people go!

These people are part of my plan. Do you think today's sacrificial ceremony is a decoration? "

The national division threw the book into the air and stabbed it with a sword. Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, and the people under the stage, including the soldiers, covered their heads and wailed.

"Yuewanchen, you see, the four corners are for my use. I will open the two boundaries and find my true identity!"

It was really unusual for such a spectacle to happen, but the momentum soon weakened, and the book of prediction fell to the ground from the air, while the national master felt that his heart was burning with fire.

He covered his heart, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his throat. He could not even stand steadily. Looking at yuewanchen, he stood not far away and looked at him without any accident.

"Yuewanchen What did you do... "Yuewanchen pointed to Mingwei pagoda, "I didn't do anything, it's you who wait until you want to see."

The national teacher was in a trance for a moment. Who did he want to see? He remembered that all the people around him had died.

The flame on the top of Mingwei tower was gradually extinguished by naked eyes. The door opened with a creak, and a man in scarlet robe came out.

"Long time no see, brother."

Looking at the man, the National Teacher laughed and cried, "Why are you Why are you here? "

"Brother, there are rules for everything in the world. You have crossed the line.

I can't watch you go further and further. I hope you can get back to the right path as soon as possible. "

The national teacher always thought that his plan was perfect, but the appearance of his own brother broke his illusion and made him want to put all his eggs in one basket.

"Qingjue, since I'm here, I won't leave. I want to finish my plan. What's more, you're only an illusion here. Can you really stop me?"

Yuewanchen exposes the deepest pain of the national teacher. He doesn't want to wait any longer. He wants to finish his plan immediately.

It doesn't matter if the book of prophecy is fake, but the Mingwei pagoda is real. He gave out his walking stick and collided with the Mingwei pagoda fiercely, shaking and surging.

The national master's walking stick is not an ordinary thing. The Mingwei pagoda, which has not experienced any changes for thousands of years, actually grows cracks at this time, and there is a tendency to crack more and more.

The younger brother of the National Teacher sighed and looked at yuewanchen, but he said, "I think my appearance is a mistake. He didn't mean to look back, so please ask yueniang to deal with it."

Today's matter is that yuewanchen has an arrangement in her heart. She is not the only one who has one hand. "No harm, thank your majesty. After all, the Dharma is guarded by your majesty."