her aside. A finger stabbed at her forehead with all his might, as if trying to bore a hole through it. With the frustration of someone watching iron turn to steel, he scolded —"Don't you remember how...。These two major tribulations are fatal to your destiny. If you survive them, you will forever stand tall in the heavens and become the most noble king in this world. Otherwise, your fate will be one of eternal ruin. 。Upon hearing this, Jun Liye's smile softened slightly. His eyes sank a little, and he glanced at the old man calmly. Although he always said that the old man was putting on a show, he never doubted his words in his heart. He knew very well that what the old man said was most likely true. 。So what What's coming will come. If I were to hide out of fear, then I wouldn't be Jun Liye. 。My life is in my own hands, not in the heavens. This king doesn't believe in fate or destiny. This king only believes in himself. 。"Jun Li Ye said lightly, with no fear on his face." 。"Hmph, anyway, this old man has said all he's going to say. Believe it or not is up to you." 。>>Roll, roll, don't get in the way of this old man here. the term he used for Shangguan Jianren, Su Qingying, who was busy stringing night pearls, immediately twitched the corner of her mouth and gave him a cool sideways glance. She patted his shoulder and...
Chapter 42: The Battle of the White Lotus