Shinto Dantei

Jing Zhongyue turned her head and looked at Ye Chen with confusion.

To be honest, she didn't know why there was a low mood coming from Ye Chen.

He doesn't seem very happy?

Why?

Is it because you gave up your luck to yourself?

Jing Zhongyue took a deep breath and said, "If you also need this luck, then just take it, because it should be yours. Even though I like it very much, I will not compete with you."

Her desire for luck comes from deep in her soul.

Therefore, it took almost all her strength to say such words.

"That was not what I meant."

Ye Chen shook his head and stared at Jing Zhongyue very seriously, "You reached out to get this luck, have you ever thought about the result? Maybe, the final result is not what you thought, and everything is not going towards you. develop in the desired direction.”

Jing Zhongyue obviously hesitated.

She didn't understand what Ye Chen meant by what he said.

But she still calmed down and thought about Ye Chen's words.

Since Ye Chen said this, he must have a reason.

After a long time, Jing Zhongyue slowly spoke, "I can't see clearly or guess the road ahead, but what I can be sure of is that I long for this luck. If I can get it, even if I die, I will No regrets either.”

Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

Sure enough, is it because it is Su Muyue's clone?

Although she was born with self-awareness, there were still deep-rooted things lingering deep in her soul.

And this thing comes from the desire for luck.

This is her destiny and one of the things she must do in her life.

"Okay, now that you've made your decision, I respect your choice."

Ye Chen took a step back and made a gesture to let Jing Zhongyue come forward to absorb the luck.

"Thank you, Ye Chen."

Jing Zhongyue took off her mask and slowly said these five words from her mouth.

For her, saying such words was tantamount to reaching heaven.

This has always been what Jing Zhongyue wanted to say, but never said it out loud.

"etc."

Ye Chen spoke again, then walked forward and held Jing Zhongyue in his arms.

This hug is very warm.

Jing Zhongyue's pupils shrank slightly, and then she said unnaturally, "What... do you mean this? It's like parting between life and death. I just absorb the luck. After success, I will become the second empress of Qinglian Realm. This should be a good thing.”

A good thing indeed.

But not for you.

Ye Chen closed his eyes, and his complicated emotions were completely explained at this moment.

He had no way to stop Jing Zhongyue because it was her own decision.

Even if I tell her her identity, it is very likely that she will still choose to absorb luck.

This seemed to be a set game from the beginning.

This hug lasted for a long time.

When Ye Chen slowly let go of his hand, a flash of reluctance quickly flashed in his eyes.

Things have come to this day, and everything finally happened.

Jing Zhongyue stood on tiptoes, took the initiative to peck Ye Chen's cheek, then quickly walked to Qinglian, stretched out her hand, and grabbed the golden light.

The next moment, the world trembled!

Boom!

There seemed to be thunder striking in the void.

The aura is outrageous, making people's hearts tremble.

Throughout the world of great struggle, all the geniuses who rushed in to compete were aware of this feeling.

It seemed as if something important was in someone's hands.

Together with the rules of this world, they have become unstable.

"It is rumored that if someone gets lucky, the world of great strife will disappear."

"Did someone get lucky?"

"Who is it?"

"I am not sure as well."

For a moment, many geniuses raised their heads, with complex expressions flashing in their eyes.

In the other direction, many geniuses were fighting, just to compete for the things in the crater.

Around them, many bodies lay in pools of blood.

Among them, many geniuses are famous.

But in the end, he still ended up dead, which was extremely miserable.

"Who got the luck?"

A genius roared angrily and rushed towards the crater as if he had lost his mind.

The other geniuses no longer cared about fighting. They all clenched their fists and were furious.

It felt like the treasure I had worked so hard to protect had been taken away.

When all the geniuses rushed to the edge of the crater at the same time, their pupils shrank violently.

Inside the meteorite is not the luck of birth as ordinary people imagine.

But it is an ordinary imperial-level magic weapon.

Not many features.

Is this what you call a surprise?

This... is the luck that so many of us, the talented ones, are fighting for?

Some geniuses only felt very desolate. They turned their heads and looked in all directions, and could see many corpses lined up.

You must know that those participating in the competition are the best among the Seven Transformations of Life and Death.

Not strong enough, and not brave enough to come.

But in the end, what was left?

Chicken feathers all over the place!

Many of the seriously injured geniuses showed mocking smiles.

The strange movements between heaven and earth remind them all the time that their destiny is being swallowed up by others.

But who is that person?

The geniuses looked left and right, and they suddenly discovered that among the many geniuses chasing the meteorite, Ye Chen was the only one missing.

"Is it Ye Chen?"

One Tianjiao said in disbelief, "Before, like us, he rested in the central ruins. When the meteorite appeared, we swarmed after him, but he didn't follow us. This means that he and us are going in the opposite direction. Now that luck is not on our side, it's time to It won’t fall into his hands, right?”

Some geniuses frowned, "Not necessarily, we people don't represent everyone."

"Yes, haven't you noticed? The monsters and aliens haven't appeared. It's possible that it fell into their hands."

"It's better to be absorbed by Ye Chen!"

"Forget it, it's useless to think about this. Anyone who likes this emperor-level magic weapon wants it. It's a waste of emotions."

One Tianjiao snorted coldly, waved his hands and left directly.

Other geniuses are not so enthusiastic about this emperor-level magic weapon.

Isn't it just an imperial magic weapon? As for it falling from the void?

Mysterious light permeates the air, and the aura is subtle.

With such a huge formation, everyone regarded it as the arrival of good luck.

Soon, only a few people were left in the venue.

One of the geniuses said in a deep voice, "This emperor-level magic weapon is suitable for me. I have made up my mind. If you want to fight with me, just go ahead and take action. Whoever wins will own this magic weapon in the end!"

Above his head, a true dragon totem appeared, and the dragon's light circled around him, making his whole body shine with golden light.

He was dressed in copper color and his eyes were cold.

It was Ouyang Longqi from Tianlong Mountain.

"Okay, let's fight!"

Several other geniuses were unwilling to let go and took action one by one, brazenly fighting together.