The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

At the place where the armor disappeared, a life seed fell out from the air.

Falling on the snow, it blends in with the white snow and is not noticeable at all.

However, no one among the ten thousand immortals had the idea of ​​claiming this life seed as their own.

Even next to the morning glory, there is a colorful gambling seed.

Of course, among all types of destiny, gambling is the least valuable because it is of no use.

But Li Chuyi's face was chilling to the bone.

He said coldly: "So the armor became like this without any signs. Is it because of you?"

The woman Qian Zixian nodded, "Yeah, I guess so."

"And the choice of the armor pair to attack the heart armor is also the result of our influence."

"Because Gambler Jia's 'natural gambling luck' is too strong, he is almost certain to become a gambling immortal."

"So, we can only plot against Yu Xinjia and make him willingly give up his 'natural luck in gambling'."

After the woman named Qian Zixian finished speaking, she looked at the morning glory swaying in the wind and snow.

"He and that heart armor are quite a pity."

"Is it a pity? Of course I do. Who wouldn't regret it?"

Her tone was meaningful, and her three consecutive regrets made all the living beings in the audience fall into deep memories.

Yes, to be able to come this far.

Who doesn't have regrets? Who doesn't have regrets?

At the same time, a cold and somewhat gloomy man behind her said, "The 'natural gambling luck' that Du Jia gave up is his 'fate' for cultivating the immortal destiny of gambling."

He stretched out his hand, and saw a streak of gold appear between heaven and earth, and condense towards his palm.

In an instant, most of the Immortal World was once again dazzled by the sudden golden light and unable to open their eyes.

And in the hand of the Gambling Immortal was the "natural gambling luck" that Du Jia had discarded before.

Seeing this, the woman in the colorful skirt, Qian Zixian, spoke again.

"The so-called 'immortal destiny' is used to cultivate immortal destiny."

“It is so mysterious that it exists invisibly and cannot be taken away.”

"Only when one goes against the destiny one is cultivating will the 'fate' leave the body."

"So, this is why all of you life thieves have met with accidents one after another."

At this time, a woman with a decent appearance and wearing a Liuxian long dress fixed her eyes on the short man.

This person should be the Immortal of Typos.

She said, "To be exact, we have only directly influenced three of you thirteen people. Gambler A cannot be counted among them."

"Among these three people, one is the one with armor."

"As for the other person, it's you."

Hearing these words, Cuojia's eyes froze, and his voice was choked, "How...how is it possible, how could I not know, you must have lied to me!"

The typo fairy shook his head, "No, just listen to me."

"You have crossed from the real world to the fake world."

"What they are doing is just to use those cracks in the immortal life to break it into pieces."

"Because outside the Immortal Fate World, there is a giant net composed of thirteen immortal life forces, which blocks the one hundred real visitors except you outside."

"In order to let them in, you secretly cast spells on Jia Jia, Qian Jia, Zhen Jia and several others, and even Li Chuyi was among them."

"All I want to do is to collect some 'power against fate' and open that giant net."

"Your purpose is actually very simple. Now to put it bluntly, it's just this."

Suddenly, the tone of the Typo Fairy became firm, and his eyes were scrutinizing.

"But I'm asking you now, you are just a group of creatures who have gone through three 'disasters of truth and falsehood'."

"Why do you think you have the ability to destroy the immortal life?"

"Do you know how immortals are born?"

After being asked two questions in a row, Cuojia just opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something but unable to speak.

The Typo Immortal continued, "That's right. In fact, the idea that you could destroy the immortal life was wrong from the beginning."

"It's just that I forced it upon you, that's all."

The woman's tone was somewhat melancholy.

"Is there right and wrong in this world? Not necessarily."

"No distinction between right and wrong? Not necessarily."

"Just like I'm wrong about you, actually from your point of view, you are right and you didn't do anything wrong."

"But from the perspective of Jiajia and the others, you are the culprit who caused their tragic deaths."

It was also at this time that the little guy Cuojia staggered. His small body looked so frail in the heavy snow, as if he would fall down with a wind.

Before she knew it, her cheeks were already stained with tears, and her tears were flowing silently.

"sorry Sorry."

"Fake armor, money armor, borrowed armor, formation armor, killing armor, and sister Fruit Armor, Lord Zhongjia..."

"I shouldn't have hurt you. I'm sorry..."

She sobbed again and again, and with each name she said, there was more apology and guilt in her eyes.

In the end, he collapsed in the snow, just lying there crying. His thin and frail body looked so desolate.

"Really sorry……"

But the next moment, something surprising happened again.

Her immortal life cultivation just left her body and formed a separate space around her.

The little guy Cuojia was trapped inside like a prisoner.

Suddenly, something even more unexpected happened.

Another wrong immortal life force turned into a cold dagger, hanging in the air.

That sharp edge made all the immortal creatures in the audience shiver uncontrollably.

Then, the dagger, like a torture device, kept moving across her body, and every cut left a trail of blood and flesh.

In the blink of an eye, the white snow was dyed red by blood.

And that dagger was actually going to cut Cuojia into pieces alive.

Seeing this scene, the morning glory couldn't help but tremble slightly and didn't dare to breathe.

Cuojia was still lying on the snow, allowing the dagger to pierce through his body, but he continued to mutter.

"sorry Sorry……"

After about ten breaths, Cuojia's thin body was shaved into a pile of flesh and bones, but she was still not dead.

After a few more moments, all the flesh and blood that had been removed from her body was restored to its original state.

The blood-stained dagger in the air actually fell again, starting the second round of cutting and slicing, skinning and breaking bones.

Such a scene made all the living creatures who saw it feel a chill in their hearts and their hair stand on end.

Gujinxianbintian asked: "Why is she like this?"

"Over the years, I have learned a lot about immortal fates, but I know very little about the immortal fate of wrong characters."

On the side, Li Chuyi stared at Cuojia with complicated thoughts.

Then, he raised his head again and stared at the twelve figures.

"What's up with her?"