Prince, Not Tonight

Tang San's threat worked.

The Daoist Priest's face twitched, then he reluctantly picked up the signature. He pinched his fingers and carefully calculated for half a day. Before he undid the lot, he gave out some customary instructions.

"It is not impossible to change one's destiny. Asgard Master can only learn from it, you cannot trust it fully."

"I know, just speak your mind." Tang San said indifferently.

"The Mistress' situation and that lady's situation complement each other, but the Mistress' star light is weak, afraid... There will be a great catastrophe in the near future. After hiding, the palace master would have unparalleled glory. "If I can't dodge it …" Before the latter part of the story was finished, Tang San had already comprehended it. He was silent for a moment, then asked, "What about her? Will they be affected? "

"She is the complete opposite of Asgard Mistress." The Daoist Priest muttered to himself.

"What do you mean?" Tang San frowned.

"Asgard Mistress' calamity will also be hers. If the Mistress managed to hide, she wouldn't be able to. If the Asgard Mistress does not pass through, then we can achieve her unparalleled glory. " The Daoist priest looked up at him and quietly said.

Tang San stood up and asked in disbelief, "She's just an ordinary girl …"

It was only because of his recklessness that she was brought into the dynastic court.

Her fate should not have been rough.

"She is not an ordinary girl, Mistress." The white-haired Daoist seriously shook his head and retorted, "Her fate is the Night Empress."

Tang San stared blankly for a moment. Suddenly, he retracted his eyes, emitting a biting cold killing intent. "The Priest Bureau is becoming more and more useless. Other than nonsense, it's useless."

"Asgard Mistress can kill this old one and silence him, but this old one has to remind Asgard Mistress: Destiny cannot be ended because of this old one. This was the karmic effect of a thousand-year destiny. Asgard Master, please take care of yourself. " After the white-bearded Daoist Priest finished speaking, he didn't even wait for Tang San to make a move. He leisurely took out a crimson pill and ate it in front of Tang San. Not long later, blood began to flow from his seven orifices as he collapsed onto the daoist platform.

Tang San indeed wanted to kill him to keep his mouth shut, but seeing him end his own life like this, he could not help but feel sad in his heart. His words were like a rock pressing down on his heart.

Could it be that Yun Xu really wasn't an ordinary girl?

But in his heart, she didn't have any fate, nor did she have any background. She was just a simple, naughty, strange and confused little girl. He was the one who wanted to be good to her all his life.

There were more and more visitors, and soon, the dead Daoist Priest would be discovered by others. Tang San did not dare to stay any longer. He turned around as if nothing had happened and walked back.

Behind him, a woman screamed: Guanzhou government, seems to have a busy time.

The people from the Priest Bureau would probably act when they heard the news. That Taoist acted very righteously and knew that he was doomed, so he chose to commit suicide. In fact, it was simply a way of informing the people at the Priest Bureau that even if he ate any poison and died, it could be used as a means of sending a message.

Tang San did not know, but he did not want to destroy the message he sent out with his death.

No matter who it was, they had to respect his last wish.

However, he could not stay in Cantonese any longer. He had to return to the Tang Palace as soon as possible.