Chapter 865

He didn't want to interfere, but he didn't want to see the gloomy look of Xiaoyu. He would rather help the man he hated than hurt him for other men.

In his heart, Xiaoyu should be the only man.

Moreover, even if he doesn't take the initiative to mention it, Xiaoyu will surely ask him if he has a way. Therefore, it's better for him to talk about it than for other men.

At least, in this way, he can tell himself that he wants to help Wuxiang, which has nothing to do with Xiaoyu.

There was a bright light in Niro's eyes. Although he tried to bear it, he could see the excitement on his face.

"I believe you, long Zixuan, you must have a way to find Wu Xiang. If you help me find him, I owe you a favor. In the future, as long as you need anything, I'll do it for you. How about that? I can't compare with you, but believe me, as long as you help me, I won't let you down. "

Nero knows dragon Zixuan very well. If this man is not sure, he will not say it. But as long as he says it, I believe he will have a way.

At least, he firmly believed that long Zixuan had a better way than him, so he put all his hopes on long Zixuan, and even made a promise to him.

He has excellent qualifications. No one can say what step he will reach in the future. It can be said that his future is limitless. Therefore, I'm afraid no one can despise the promise of this matter.

Long Zixuan's eyebrows and eyes looked at him faintly, and his gorgeous face said, "no, Wuxiang is not only a friend of Xiaoyu, but also a friend of this seat. If a friend is in trouble, how can we sit and ignore him? Therefore, you don't have to allow this seat's conditions. We will try our best."

Feng Yu looks at him with complicated eyebrows and eyes. She can't say how moved she is. She knows that long Zixuan is never a meddler. He doesn't have any contact with Wu Xiang, and of course he can't talk about friendship.

So, this time he will do it for her.

However, she won't say thank you to him. Although her EQ is not high, if she says thank you to him for another man, he will be very sad.

He is willing to take the initiative to stand up for her, not for her to thank him for another man.

Niro's heart is also very complex. He always thought that long Zixuan was cool and thin in nature, and had no human feelings. No matter what he did, he always put interests first.

That's why I took the initiative to promise him something.

But now it seems that this person who seems to be cool and thin in nature is actually the one who values emotion and righteousness most. Of course, all his emotion and righteousness will only be given to Fengyu and the people who are recognized by him.

His heart rose a touch of comfort, happy for Fengyu, can do dragon Zixuan woman, really is a few generations of good fortune, but he had been not at ease to give her to dragon Zixuan.

After today, he thought that he could put it down completely. Fengyu would be the happiest woman in the world.

He pressed down all his thoughts, nodded and said, "OK, thank you very much."

He didn't say much, because there was no need, but he had already made a decision in his heart. If there was a need for long Zixuan in the future, he would like to do it for long Zixuan even if it was three or five things.

Just because of his love today.

Long Zixuan shook his head and said faintly, "I need the eight characters of Wuxiang's birthday, do you know?"

This is also the reason why he is not sure whether he can find Wuxiang. If Nero does not know the eight characters of Wuxiang's birthday, then even if he has a way, he has no way.

Nero was slightly stunned, and then told him without hesitation that he and Wu Xiang were brothers, naturally they knew each other's birthdays.

Of course, you can't tell others about your birthday. If it wasn't for long Zixuan, he said nothing about his birthday.

It's very dangerous for a monk to be known about his birthday.

The palm of long Zixuan's hand moved, and a small gear appeared in the palm. It was running slowly. The gear looked like gold and black. It was mysterious and mysterious.

Seeing the running gear, Fengyu Niro and Anle's face changed greatly. Although they didn't know what it was, they vaguely knew that it was absolutely the supreme treasure.

Because the oppression of that gear is too dignified, it seems to suppress all living beings.

Niro's throat moved. Even though he was so deep, he could not help but tremble and say, "dragon Zixuan, is this, this the wheel of destiny that controls the fate of all living beings in legend?"

Master the destiny of all living beings? The wheel of destiny?

Fengyu and Anle's eyes move away from the gear, and they look at the Dragon Zixuan.

Long Zixuan bit his index finger, squeezed out a few drops of blood and bounced onto the gear. In an instant, the gear was shining, and the speed of operation was much faster.

He raised his head, a light look at Niro, said, "you have insight."

This answer undoubtedly confirms Nero's conjecture.For a moment, Nero's face was very excited. The excitement was too strong for him to suppress.

Anle and Fengyu seem to have been infected by nirvana. Their eyes fall on the running gear and they can't move half a minute.

Long Zixuan fingered a few times, and the track of the wheel of destiny seemed to change quietly.

Before, he was weak in cultivation. If he wanted to call the wheel of destiny, he had to sacrifice at least 500 years of life. But with this breakthrough, if he wanted to call the wheel of destiny again, he did not need to sacrifice life.

However, he still can't use the wheel of destiny for a long time. His cultivation is weak and his spiritual power is not enough to support him. However, when he breaks through again, he can use the wheel of destiny as an artifact of his own life.

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in a dimly lit cave, there are rows of torches.

Wu Xiang kneels on the ground straight, his black robe is soaked in blood, and tightly sticks to his body, sending out a strong smell of blood.

His handsome face was pale, and his cheeks were covered with a few terrible bloodstains. He seemed to be much thinner.

"Brute, who allowed you to do this to me? Are you not afraid of being punished by heaven and being struck by thunder? I tell you, I will not let you go. I will peel your skin and cramp you, then cut off your hands and feet, and soak you in the salt pond... "

In front of him stood a woman who was also wearing a black skirt. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, she was very beautiful, pure and gorgeous, just like a blooming rose.

However, between the eyebrows is full of deep despair, a pair of eyes looking at no phase, is crazy hate.