"Do you really think you can get the Star Sword?" Mo Baici's cold voice spread inch by inch in this silent and boundless land.
"Of course!" Yan Ruoyao bit her red lips and said, "It's in vain that you claim to be the only destiny master in Tianchui Continent. In fact, it's nothing more than that. You haven't even guessed my identity. How dare you call yourself so shamelessly?"
She never thought that the Star Sword would fall in this boundless place. If she had known earlier, there would be no need to go to Xuankong Residence to find out the news. Then she could always stay by Su Qingxie's side and accompany him through the vicissitudes of life.
This was her only wish in this life, but why did she inadvertently see different emotions in the eyes of the man she loved most.
She hated the way he gently called Luo Qingchen, "Little Sakura Demon". Such a despicable monster was not worthy of him calling her name.
Why are people all over the world so kind to that little demon? Even the destiny master in front of me, who has always been cold and aloof, is no exception.
"Really?" A faint smile appeared at the corner of Mo Baici's lips, and he looked at her and said, "If you really mean what you said, the person in front of you now should be Luo Qingchen. But you, You can’t find her, can you?”
Even in this boundless land, he still had a way to prevent her from finding Luo Qingchen.
Just because he had set a barrier on her before coming. Unless he died, Yan Ruoyao would not be able to find her.
He already knows everything...
Yan Ruoyao's identity and the location of the Star Sword.
Although he could not calculate Luo Qingchen's fate, he still spent three hundred years of cultivation praying to the God of the Stars to calculate her catastrophe.
A little Sakura demon with only one level of mana would not be able to survive this calamity.
The only way is for him to be robbed.
Everything in the world has a cause and an effect. If he wanted to save someone from a calamity, the calamity he would have to bear would be more than double that of hers.
"You..." Yan Ruoyao's eyes were fixed as she waited for Mo Bai to say: "You figured out my identity? No... impossible!"
"There is nothing in the world that I cannot calculate. There are only willingness to calculate and unwillingness to calculate." Mo Baici looked at her with cold eyes and said: "If you weren't related to her catastrophe, a person like you, I won’t take the time to tell your fate.”
"Did you know earlier?" Yan Ruoyao suddenly trembled and looked at him in disbelief and said, "Then why didn't you just kill me directly in Xuankong Residence and let me come with you to the Sea Soul Death Lake?"
She had never thought that Mo Baici could calculate her destiny, but when she knew that he was going to take her to the Sea Soul Death Lake, she had doubts about his ability as a destiny master.
If she had really calculated her fate, she should have been imprisoned in the prison of Xuankongju long ago instead of taking her to this boundless land and letting her go home.
Mo Baici's face was as calm as water, with a glint of light shining in his dark eyes, and he looked so clean in his moon-white robe.
"Whether you say it or not—" Yan Ruoyao bit her red lips and said angrily, "Don't think there's nothing I can do if you don't say it! I'll make you speak!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she waved her right hand lightly, and red lotuses grew all over the place, spreading upwards, locking Mo Baici in place.
The red lotus tightened tighter and tighter, as if it would crush his body in the next second...
But he still looked calm, with only a slight frown between his eyebrows, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
If you can protect her, this little harm is nothing... (To be continued)