The image slowly got closer, and just when I was about to see a person, the halo above suddenly fluctuated and dissipated like water waves.
"Cough!" Jun Yueze's face turned pale, but his lips turned bright red, as if blood would flow out.
"Master! How are you?" Ji Weicheng supported Jun Yueze worriedly, wanting to transfer spiritual power to him, but he didn't dare to.
Because he knew that Jun Yueze's body could not withstand the spiritual power of a warrior or cultivator.
Taotie blinked and asked, "What happened?"
Jun Yueze took out a pill and swallowed it, his face returning to normal. "I can't divine her exact location, I can only roughly know that she is in the southwest of Qingyun Realm."
"Master, this has never happened before in your divination." Ji Weicheng asked worriedly, "What's going on?"
Jun Yueze's expression was still calm, but his eyes were full of deep thought. "There are only two situations where I cannot predict the future. One is that this person is deeply involved with me, so I cannot predict the future for myself. The other is that this person controls the fortune of the world far more than I do, and it is deeper than mine."
"She is truly the one destined for heaven!"
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In a remote valley to the north of the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest in the Dark Cloud Realm, Xi Yue landed on the grass with An Lingyao and others.
As soon as An Lingyao landed, he blew the whistle.
Soon, several figures rushed over from the depths of the valley.
"Yao'er, didn't I ask you to escort Yan'er to Yaoyue Palace? Why are you here... Yan'er?! You, why are you back too?"
An Lingyan knelt down in front of the man and said in a choked voice, "Grandpa, it's all Yan'er's fault. You can't even go home."
Xi Yue's gaze fell on the person who came, an old man with gray hair.
Although his cultivation level was at the Spirit Severing Stage, he looked extremely old, with deep pain and fatigue in his eyes.
An Lingyan calls him grandpa, so is he An Lingyue's father, An Lingyang in this body
Xi Yue's eyes were somewhat complicated, and she felt as if something was weighing heavy on her heart.
These people might be the only blood relatives she and Xiaochi have left in this world, but these relatives are not living well now.
With red eyes, An Lingyang helped An Lingyan up, and learned the whole story from An Lingyao.
When he heard that An Lingshuang and his wife were killed by people from the Jinwu tribe, An Lingyang could no longer hold back and burst into tears.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?" An Lingyuan, who followed An Lingyang, cried out to the sky, "What did our An Ling family do wrong? Why did God treat us like this?"
An Lingyuan is An Lingyao's father and An Lingshuang's elder brother.
He has loved his sister very much since she was a child, and this sister is also well-behaved, sensible and filial to her family. He didn't expect that she would end up like this.
How can I make him not hate or resent
An Lingyao supported his father and choked up, "Dad, Grandpa, don't be sad. At least Junjun and An'an are still alive, and aunt and uncle still have descendants. There is still hope for our An Ling family."
An Lingyang staggered to the two unconscious children, gently stroked his grandson and granddaughter's heads, tears streaming down his face.
He used his spiritual power to examine the bodies of the two children and said in a hoarse voice: "Yao'er, Yan'er, luckily you arrived in time, otherwise Junjun and An'an would have met with misfortune. They were once seriously injured, and now they are slowly getting better, which is simply a miracle." (To be continued)