Returning From The Xianxia World

"Old man, what can you tell me about this?" Zhang Feijian looked at him for a long time without taking his eyes off him.

"I'm curious too!" - said to Lin Huer.

"Me too!" - nodded Murong Yu.

"I say it's absolutely certain. "If there's even a drop of lies in my words, let the Demon take my heart!"

Lin Hueru hesitated a bit.

I don't think that wretched old man is joking. Is it possible that what he said is trustworthy?

"Weird, it's weird, it's too weird!" - The poor old man, at the moment, looked like a demon himself - his crumpled forehead froze and he looked at Lin Hueru's palm and mumbled: "The peac.o.c.k will turn into the Phoenix, but it will not happen gradually, not for years, as it was with Lu Hou, Wei Zifu, Chang Sun, Xiao Zhuang and Tsysi. It's going to happen overnight. It'll suddenly be the life of the Phoenix. How is that possible? No, it's impossible, it's impossible, it's completely impossible...!" - the old man mumbled in horror, the gray hair on his head tormented you.

"No, may the old look not be wrong in Destiny, I see it!" - the old man's eyes sparkled and narrowed, he suddenly screamed in a low voice, and then lifted his eyes on Lin Huera.

"Where!" - with the terrifying ghost's gaze, he was almost screaming: "Purple Chi's oath? Will you have the Purple Chi Oath in your fate?"

"Purple Qi oath? What's that?" - On hearing this, Lin Yueru, Murong Yu and Zhang Feijian looked over.

The old man didn't say anything. He was shocked. Then, he looked at Lin Yueru and a storm of emotion raged through his heart.

Fate is divided into five colors.

The destiny of ordinary people is white, the fate of officials is azure, the fate of business people is blue as the sea. The fate of the military is red, and the fate of plants and animals is black.

The brighter the color, the more you reach your destiny.

Almost all creatures in the world are within these five colors of Destiny.

However, in addition to these five, there are two other colors of Destiny, but they are so rare that they are usually not even mentioned.

The first is the Golden Destiny, which can only be owned by ancient emperors and royalty. This Golden Destiny consists of a five-color Destiny, which, after all, is concentrated in emperors and their families.

In today's world, the Golden Destiny is a great rarity, because most countries are now republican and state policy has changed greatly. Even if you are the head of state, your rights are much worse than those of the ancient emperors.

Therefore, the current leaders are the Golden Destiny or Yellow Destiny, and depending on their status and power, the colors may vary.

The second color is Purple Destiny, also known as Purple Qi Oath.

The Purple Qi Oath is extremely rare. It exists only for emperors who are not ordinary emperors. It is a kind of emperor.

Over the centuries, in the land of China, only six and a half emperors were born in the Purple Qi Oath - were the First Independent Qin, Han Tai Tsu Liu Bang, Tang Tai Tzong Li Shimin, Han Wu Emperor Liu Che, Taizu of Ming Zhu Yuanzhan, the great emperor of Kangxi Ai Xinzu Lo Xuanzong and the only female emperor Wu Qetyan.

Half of them lived under Wu Zethian.

Now Lin Yueru has remembered an old legend about six and a half - and what is passed from mouth to mouth is true, does this mean that Lin Yueru will become such in the future? Like Six and a Half Emperors?

Thinking about how she could become such a majestic person, how could an old man resist the shivering?

"Woman, queen? Ah, ah, no, a woman, Emperor?" - The unfortunate old man in front of Lin Hueru was filled with fear. He looked at Lin Hueru with some reverence, stuttering: "You, you...!"

The language of the wretched and skinny old man now disobeyed him. He couldn't seem to say a word, and there was a cold sweat on his forehead.

"What? What do you call me? - Lin Hueru was amused by the old fortune teller's words and pointed at her nose: «Я? The queen? Her Majesty?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" - the old man rolled up, delighted.

"That bitch must have gone completely mad!" - said Lin Huer and turned to Murong Yu.

"He's just crazy!" - ...concluded Murong Yu.

"I think that's dementia too!" - supported them by Zhang Feijian, with a smile.

"The legendary Purple Qi?" - Xiao Fang, who was silent the whole time, suddenly looked at them.

The Purple Qi oath could only go to Lin Huer, from him.

"Why should I give it to her?"

"Will Lin Huer and I eventually become friends in the future? Or... "will she be my woman?"

"No, she won't!" - When Xiao Fang thought that Lin Hueru would become Xiao Hueru, he rejected the idea.

Although Xiao Fang admits that his inner l.u.s.tful animal thinks of Linh Hueru because she is really beautiful and even in Xiao Xiao World, where some of the most beautiful women lived, no one could compare to her.

Nevertheless, a huge number of women of unearthly beauty, in Xiangxiang World, cried, ran and begged Xiao Fang to take them into his harem.

The character of Linh Hueru was terrible - certainly not the character that could please Xiao Fang, so he really was not interested in marrying Linh Hueru.

But now, if that pathetic skinny old man is telling the truth, does Lin Yueru really have his own Purple Qi Oath? So Xiao Fang's fate is really intertwined with Lin Yueru's?

Xiao Fang frowned and pretended to be confused.

"Crazy old man, what about my destiny? Is our family a royal family, too? What am I? An emperor woman? Or is it a goddess?" - Murong Yu suddenly got interested and was very excited.

"Don't even get your hopes up!" - Lin Yueru swung away from Murong Yu and said: "You're a court lady, at most. But in the future, I'll find you damn well!"

"You're a dead man, Lin Yueeru!" - Murong Yu started tickling Lin Hueru.

"Sister, sister, sister, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, giggles, stop it!" - Lin Hueru suddenly couldn't take it, laughing and wriggling, asking for mercy.

Xiao Fang, Zhang Feijian and the old man are all black lines!

"Ahem, ahem, little lady, stretch out your right hand!" - The fortune teller coughed twice and interrupted the girls' games.

"Good!" Murong Yu corrected her dress and, holding back the smile, extended her right hand in front of her skinny, wrinkled face.