Chapter 420 Deja vu's Prophecy (seventy)

"Won?"

Yun Xi looked at the game that had already won the game, and spent a long time. Look at 1 hair 2 line 3 Chinese network

I don't need to go down any more. Because of the last fatal mistake of the other party, I have been entangled, and even let Yunxi feel that the game is pleasing, and it suddenly ends.

Really lucky, did the other party make a mistake? Yunxi looked up and looked at the only rare “six-star **** of wisdom” that she had encountered so far.

"Prophecy, I don't feel very good." The weak Uganda struggled, even if he didn't want to admit it, this time the opponent is not inferior to the electronic goblin Alpha.

The difference is that the loss to the electronic goblins Alpha is clearly understand how to lose, where is the crux of the problem, purely the crushing of computing power.

Losing to this opponent is simply inexplicable, unreasonable to the extreme, from the chess style restraint, even more than the Black Master's restraint on the gems of the dragon Ophina.

The opponent's chess is like a fate, unstoppable, irresistible, and incomprehensible. As the three goddess of fate, they completely fall in the face of this fate.

"Agree..." Weier Dante can only say these two words. Losing it is not the usual reason to explain.

Like Uzbekistan, she smelled the fate.

"I don't want to predict, it must be a bad result." As the only goddess who can observe the future, Shi Yanti is a childish temper.

"Poetry, we can't resist destiny, no matter what unreasonable fate."

"Prophecy, at least let us know the possibilities of the future."

"So, it's still customary. Look at 'Mao. Line, Chinese, Wen, Net"

As the most mature goddess among the three sisters, although it is particularly fragile because of physical reasons in the face of soul shock, the understanding of fate, the Uganda representing the "past" is more understandable than anyone else.

How many heroes and heroes, the pride of the sky, is because of a negligible opportunity in the fate, it will be a ruined, eternal end.

They were smug and thought that they were the ones who could manipulate the fate, but in the end they fell down on the fate of destiny. Only a few people could escape the cliff and escape.

Those who want to resist destiny must first understand what fate is, and they can protect themselves against destiny. As for the arrogant heroes who think they are transcending everything, even the legend of half-god and half-human, they finally lament the disappearance in time. In the long river, it cannot be eternal.

"Poetry..." finally swayed from the soul of Yun Xi's soul, and Wei Di Danti looked at her sister with a gentle look. Everything was in the air.

"I know, hey, I am really reluctant." Even if she is reluctant, Poetry has to admit that her sisters are correct.

However, she really did not know how to tell her sisters, the prophecy has not yet begun, she has a very bad hunch, it seems that this time the predictions will be very bad.

"She walked in the ancient desert, coming from the end of the horizon." The noble man, Uzbek said.

"Her glory, will shine on the Galaxy, the invincible is her synonym." The same noble person, Weier Dante said.

"The future of the gods has long been open to her, just waiting for her arrival." The third noble person, poetry said.

This time, the prophecy, and the very beginning of the day, have changed very clearly. It is not like saying the same person.

"Poetry, for prophecy." Both Ugd and Vijay Dante have noticed certain problems, waiting only for the decisive prophecy of the only poetry that can truly predict the future.

That is a combination of the past, now, and all the possibilities of the future, the line of destiny that is guided is the exclusive prophecy of the three sisters of Noron, the **** of their wisdom.

"A cloud in the sky, prophecy, inclination..." Poetry began her prophecy very reluctantly.

"She won't be our enemy."

Uganda sighed with relief, and Weier Dante showed a smile. With this prophecy, things would not become the worst situation.

The battle on the stars is able to project into the battlefield in the real world. Once they meet this opponent, they can say that they have lost without fighting, and they say that they are not considered by natural enemies.

"She will be our friend."

Uganda and Weier Dante were happy for a while, then they stopped at the same time.

This prophecy, why is it so familiar?

"She will be our sister..." The prophecy came here, and Poetry had already revealed a panicked expression. She discovered that the process of all this, and even the rhythm of prophecy, was almost exactly the same as just one event.

Like, destined fate is average.

"Sister?" Ugd is somewhat unbelievable. How could it be this future?

What is the sacredness of this "cloud in the sky"? In the original prophecy, she did not say that she possesses the attributes of the gods!

"Sister?" Weier Dante thought, showing a confused expression, and could not understand the future that this prophecy points to.

"She may sleep on the same bed with us, we will..." When I got here, the prophecy of Poetry stopped again.

Poetry's little white face is already sluggish.

Why, I saw the scene at that time.

What the bed is like, it seems to be a gorgeous big bed with golden sand.

The big bed that is enough for all ten people to lie down, there is Uzbek’s sister, Weier Dante’s sister, and her, as well as the electronic goblin alpha, which is smaller than her.

Compared to the prophecy not long ago, the future I saw was even clearer, including a face-in-cheeked Uganda sister, and my sister’s body, which almost completely overlapped, and Ms. Dante’s sister, and her own Who is holding the foot, gently kneading the electronic goblin alpha.

By the way, there is still another person who looks at the outline that is the opposite of the "cloud of the sky", and has a similar sand-skinned skin to the sister of Wu Yude, the perfect slender legs.

Everyone, in the initial position, appeared on the big bed with golden sand.

one two three four five six?

Wait, where is the sixth person!

Ah, is this perspective, this is holding the white feet of her and the electronic goblin Alpha, gently kneading, fiddling with people...

No, no, this shameful future, such a dark future, she is good, my sisters, electronic goblin alpha, how can it be, why everyone seems to get used to such things!

False, it must be fake! There must be something wrong!

For such a future, poetry does not want to, absolutely not!

Such a future, how to export!

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Ps: The seventh is even more, there are three more, I found that there is a mistake in the busy, the fourth is only 1998 words, the wrong number of words has lost a lot of money. Hey, everyone waits for 12 points to vote for the recommendation. Make a mistake of bread.