Ultra-dimensional Star Master

Chapter 141: The wheel of fate

"Later, I met a strong human mage and received treatment. After so many years, I don't know what happened.

"It is estimated to have died a long time ago. All royal girls will not live long. For unknown reasons, her mother seems to have crossed the curse. And our second daughter has been growing up healthily, just when we joyfully thought she would be the second to break. The cursed person, but a few days ago suddenly..."

some days ago?

Ivey fell into deep thought. Was there anything unusual around here the other day?

"Who knows that this hair is out of control, I'm afraid she...my dear daughter, the hope of our royal family, just like this...this is too shocking."

Ai Wei listened quietly to Mr. Bian's narration.

"When all the petals are gathered together, they will leave the body of the royal princess, leaving behind ugly blue scars. The petals are gathered into a blue enchantress, which grows twenty thousand li under the sea, the rose flower bed of Baicao Garden."

"Now, we have enough..." He sobbed, "Nine hundred and ninety-nine roses."

"Xiaojuan's body is... 1,000?" Ivey grasped the point at once.

"Yes." Mr. Bian stood up, his eyes burning, staring at Ivey.

Ivey was a little hairy by him, but he continued to ask:

"What will happen?"

"I don't know, this has never happened in history. But the situation is urgent, because the Baicaoyuan flowerbed can only grow 999 roses."

"What am I?" Ivey took out the blue enchantress from the space equipment.

"Nine hundred and ninety-ninth flowers. I left overnight last night and got them from the flower bed by special means."

Ivey paced back and forth, it hurts, always encountering these bad things.

He stopped, shaking the blue enchantress lightly, and tentatively said:

"I don't know what to do, I can try to do something, technically, um..."

Ivey was still considering the wording, so Mr. Bian could not wait to say;

"Yes, you can do anything to her, you can take away anyone!"

The plot is too unreasonable, Ivey is unable to complain.

"You, why would you give your dearest daughter to a stranger like me? I doubt your motives."

Ivey's eyes grew more and more vigilant.

"Well, you come with me."

Mr. Seal Bian pushed open a small door next door.

Turn the four-leaf clover statue again, open a wall hole, and walk into the basement.

Inadvertently, this guy didn't know what switch he touched, and a hole was cut in the floor, revealing the pool below.

"Do you want me to go down?"

"No need." Without any preparation, the sea dog moved as swiftly as a master of sports, with almost no splashes.

Good effort. Ivey clapped his hands lightly in admiration.

After a few breaths, he retrieved a small iron box.

"It's the Holy Revelation. We sea dogs believe in the sea king. In the ancient heritage of the seabed, there is a prophecy. Look..."

He opened the box, stretched his head to look, his eyes widened suddenly.

The hands and feet trembled involuntarily.

It turned out that it was a tarot card. Judging from the back pattern, Neptune Trident, texture and signature, this tarot card should belong to:

Catherine.

And the tarot card turned over, not something like the Fool, the Emperor, or the Wheel of Fortune, but a photo:

Ivey's own photos.

Photos of him on earth.

He smiled happily, in a barbecue restaurant.

It was a blind date, and he met the favorite of his life.

The girl sat opposite him, and the photo was a frontal photo of him.

Only half of the table, but it was not taken by the girl.

It stands to reason that the girl should not be shown in the photo, and there shouldn't even be a back view.

However, this photo of the tarot card...

The girl was indeed not pictured.

By the way, on the back of the card, he seemed to feel the girl, she was there.

His hand holding the cards was shaking, and countless mysteries poured into his mind.

"The world is amazing," he murmured.

"This card of destiny is the revelation passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors, the holy prophecy, we must unconditionally obey it, because..."

His face was a little gray and his lips trembled slightly.

"In the Apocalypse, our sea dog clan is extinct. We only have a chance to survive. We must catch it when we encounter it. That is you, our benefactor..."

He fell to his knees with a plop:

"Master, please save us! We are willing to obey all your orders, and the sea dogs will remain slaves forever."

He touched the ground with his head and never moved again.

Ivey was silent for a longer time this time, and finally said:

"What do you need me to do?"

Ivey figured it out. If this is a trap, he can only jump in, because the other party even knows that he is from the earth and he is almost transparent. This feeling is very hopeless.

He decided to take one step at a time, but if it didn't help, he wanted to take a half-step secret.

"Master, you are the savior. As your slave, how dare we tell you what to do."

"However, if you take Xiaojuan away, retrieve Xiaoyuan, explore the secrets of the blue enchantress, clear the secret garden, punish the queen seal, and heal the millennium curse... We would be very grateful."

"Fuck," Ivey's lips trembled, "Goodbye."

He hummed back to the ground ~lightnovelpub.net~ under the breeze and sunshine, and it felt so good.

Mr. Bian also tended to follow behind, with a "sincere" smile on his face.

Ivey was in a bad mood immediately.

He said viciously:

"Since you are willing, your daughter is mine now, I can do it whatever I want!"

"It's her honor, Master."

Mr. Bian bent over and pretended to be a gentleman.

Ivey's whole body is ill, he pushes the door hard.

Then he was on the spot.

The bedroom was empty, and Xiao Juan had disappeared.

Mr. Bian's smile condensed on his face, this time he was really worried.

In the prophecy, this is a big omen, well, a big omen.

Everyone was concentrated in the auditorium. Mr. Bian hurriedly asked and searched, and then all the staff of the four-leaf clover church branch dispatched...

Instead, Ivey settled down and probed the room quietly. He firmly believes, or Edmund Roca, the father of evidence:

Wherever you go, you will leave a trace.

He has the most sophisticated detection methods.

"The Eye of Truth, Law: Soul."

A big bulging eye, floating naked in the air.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if he was anxious by his master, who stayed up late to write a manuscript.

Its eyes shoot out one after another, the stronger the mental power, the more light areas it can detect at the same time.

The general mage can shoot two lights, the star mage has four lights, and the great mage has eight lights.

Ivey launched at this time.

a?

Oh, take a closer look, all kinds of beams are connected together, like a light.

I can't count how many Dao there are.