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Chapter six hundred and thirty sixth parting

Chapter 636 Farewell

Seven or forty-nine bamboo sticks are not many, but depending on the arrangement and the patterns formed by the runes on the bamboo sticks, they can form countless hexagrams. It can be as big as the future of an empire, or as small as a

The fate of little people can all be divined

Come out. According to the records of the obelisk, the top fortune tellers have vast supernatural powers and can clearly foresee everything. Unfortunately, despite spending a lot of effort in this area, Yang Ling still has not made much progress, and the so-called top fortune tellers

Teachers are far apart!

However, although it is currently impossible to predict everything accurately, there is no big problem in guessing a person's approximate fate!

After bathing and changing clothes in the witch tower space, Yang Ling returned to the small tent, sat down cross-legged and calmly, while silently reciting the divination witchcraft, while gently shaking the bamboo tube in his hand. With a lot of witchcraft power and spirit

With the blessing of power, the bamboo sticks emit a colorful light, and mysterious runes emerge from each bamboo stick, changing like running water.

Five elements divination!

Different from ordinary divination, five-element divination uses powerful witchcraft to forcibly predict the future at the cost of consuming a lot of witchcraft and soul energy. The larger the prediction, the more people involved, and the greater the consumption of witchcraft and mental power.

, there is a huge chance of failure, and even possible backlash from witchcraft.

Normally, Yang Ling would rarely risk the backlash of witchcraft to divine something, but for the sake of Enchantress's future, she had no choice but to give it a try!

Wow.....

After a violent shaking, forty-nine bamboo sticks were inserted into the ground, forming a plum blossom-shaped pattern. The bamboo sticks of different colors were scattered in an orderly manner, and the mysterious runes were looming, echoing each other. People who didn't know it looked pretty good.

Beautiful and extremely aesthetic, but Yang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating, was shocked after taking a closer look. Her face changed drastically!

Five plum blossoms, very bad luck!

Although it is impossible to accurately predict the future fate of Enchantress, just as Yang Ling has always had a premonition, Enchantress's fate is extremely bad. According to the hexagrams, her relationship with Richardson is most likely to be a tragedy.

An unprecedented tragedy that is difficult to accurately predict!

"No, we must not let the two of them continue to be together!" Yang Ling decisively put away the bamboo sticks on the ground. However, just as he was thinking about the reasons for separating Enchantress and Richardson, a burst of sobs came from outside the tent.

.

"Sir, Sara, please, let Richardson and I go to the plane of the undead to see his mother!" The enchantress knelt down outside the tent with a bang, tears streaming down her face, "Sir, Sara

I'm sorry. I can no longer be by my side to serve you every day. Sir, please..."

Winter has arrived unknowingly. After night fell, a layer of frost formed on the ground, which was bone-chilling. Accompanied by bursts of biting cold wind. The enchantress knelt on the cold ground, suffering in the cold wind.

Begging, hoping to get Yang Ling's permission.

Looking at the pitiful enchantress kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down her face, Richardson was heartbroken. He took off his clothes and gently draped them on her body. He wanted to open his mouth several times to beg for mercy, but after opening his mouth,

, but didn’t know what to say. The Corpse Witch King, Blood Angel Ophelia and others also stood aside silently,

I don’t want the Enchantress to leave the camp of the Warcraft Legion, but looking at her pitiful appearance, I don’t want to see her sad. As the Enchantress’s sisters, Ophelia and Senju Blood Vine Elizabeth are particularly distressed.

The enchantress, who was pleading in the cold wind, almost knelt down to plead with Yang Ling on her behalf several times.

"Sara, it's very dangerous for you to go to the plane of the undead this time. You'd better stay. Some things will naturally be forgotten over time!"

After pondering for a long time, Yang Ling simply got straight to the point, no matter what. He really didn't want to watch the Enchantress step by step towards a dangerous and unpredictable tragedy. There are thousands of mountains and rivers between the Tyran continent and the plane of death. Across the terrifying space turbulence, the road

It's extremely remote. If an accident does happen one day, I'm afraid even if we get the news, we won't be able to rescue him in time.

"Sir, no matter how dangerous the situation is, even if it costs my life, I still hope to be with Richard!" The witch's shoulders twitched, she wiped her tears and then said: "No matter what accident happens in the future, Sarah

I will never regret it. Please help us both. Sir, please..."

The enchantress was resolute and begged Yang Ling for help. She had already reached this point and Yang Ling couldn't say anything more. After a long sigh, she was silent. After a long time, she took out a piece of rosewood from the space ring and cut it with one knife.

The ground is carved.

It's going to rain, and my mother wants to get married!

In the world, there are always some things that we know are not good but cannot be stopped. Since we cannot beat the two of them with a hard-hearted stick and cannot forcefully separate them, then we have to find ways to avoid accidents as much as possible. A puppet cannot prevent tragedy from happening, but

, maybe it can save the witch’s life at a critical moment!

call.....

Outside the tent, the enchantress knelt on the cold ground and begged, her voice choked and hoarse, and her eyes more and more swollen from crying; inside the tent, the silent Yang Ling concentrated on carving the puppet in his hand, and tried again without stopping after failure.

, a thick layer of sawdust was scattered around him. With the massive consumption of witchcraft and spiritual power, his expression became more and more tired!

Before you know it, one night has passed!

It was night, and almost everyone stayed up all night. The Enchantress had been kneeling outside the tent with persistence, her voice was hoarse, and her eyes were red and swollen. Although Richardson was heartbroken, he stood with her all night, Thousand-Handed Blood Vine.

Elizabeth, Ophelia and others were no exception. Originally, the Giant Ape King, the Black Dragon King and others were a little bit resistant and had objections to the Enchantress's departure, but after seeing her determination and pity, they could only sigh.

No more words to say.

"Rodriguez, come in!"

At dawn, just as the Corpse Witch King was about to persuade the Demon Queen to get up and rest, Yang Ling's soul transmission suddenly sounded in his mind. Unexpectedly, he quickly strode in. Looking at his back disappearing into the tent, everyone followed.

They became nervous, especially the Enchantress who had been begging all night, biting her white teeth tightly, wondering what Yang Ling's instructions were after being silent all night.

"Let the Corpse Witch King tell you whether you want to stay here or let yourself go to the plane of the undead with Richard?" Seeing that the Corpse Witch King didn't come out for a long time, Enchantress was so nervous that she could hardly breathe. She didn't know what would happen if Yang Ling

What should I do if I really force myself and Richardson to separate?

call.....

After a burst of cold wind, the Corpse Witch King walked out without saying a word under the nervous gaze of everyone, and walked directly to the Enchantress. His brows were furrowed, as if he was worried, and his eyes held a rare lingering look.

Melancholy.

"Sir. He..., he didn't agree in the end!" Looking at the corpse witch king who said nothing, the Enchantress felt a pain in her heart, and the world began to spin, as if the whole sky had collapsed. Richard on the side

Desen had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly held the enchantress in his arms, who was extremely weak due to excessive sadness. Her face was pale and her eyes were as melancholy as ever before.

Unexpectedly. After pleading all night, Yang Ling still did not agree to their marriage!

"These are three nine-star demon hunting cards, which seal a black dragon, a bipedal flying dragon and a horned dragon respectively. They can help you on the road. When you are in danger, they can also help you fend off the pursuers. "

The Corpse Witch King took out three crystal-clear demon-hunting cards and handed them to Richardson solemnly while talking. Then, he took out a large amount of red gold sand and black crystals from the space ring. There were even a lot of priceless earth and moon.

There are also many soul stones and well-made weapons and armors.

After a pause, he continued: "Sarah, Richardson, here, I wish you two my best wishes on behalf of my lord. Richardson, because of the rush of time, I didn't have time to prepare any gifts, so please tell me."

Mother, please don’t take offense!”

Dowry, a large and generous dowry?

Hearing what the Corpse Witch King said and looking at the mountains of valuables, people suddenly realized. No one could have imagined that after being silent all night, Yang Ling not only agreed to the Enchantress's plea, but also generously took out such a large sum of money in one fell swoop.

Dowry. Let alone anything else. The value of just those few chunks of Moon Soul Stone is already difficult to predict!

"Rodriguez. Where is your lord? I want to see your lord. Before I leave, I must take one more look at him!" The enchantress seemed to have suddenly come from hell to heaven. She was so excited that she stood up with a "hoo" as she spoke.

Get up. She doesn't care about any gifts, even if there are more Moon Soul Stones, she doesn't care now. She just wants to see Yang Ling as her master again before leaving!

"Sarah, let's go, take your dowry and go with Richardson. Your Excellency is already very tired, very tired. Don't disturb his retreat anymore!" The Corpse Witch King's eyes were reddish, and he stepped out of his arms.

He took out a lifelike little puppet and said, "Sara, this is the puppet that the master carved for you overnight. After dripping blood, you can recognize the master. It can save your life at the critical moment. The master said that no matter what problems happen in the future, Wuta

Space is still your home!”

"grown ups....."

Taking over the lifelike puppet and feeling Yang Ling's aura that still remained on it, the enchantress burst into tears again and understood the reason why Yang Ling was silent all night. Others may not know how difficult this puppet is to make, but as Yang Ling

The maid beside me during this time, she understood how hard it is to get a puppet!

"Let's go, come back when you feel homesick!" The Corpse Witch King received many gifts and received a crystal clear space ring. He thrust the dowry and the ring into Richardson's hand and said slowly: "Richard

Sen, we have handed over the Enchantress to you, and hope you can give her true happiness, otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude. The Blade Warrior family is very powerful, but let me tell you family, our Warcraft God family has never been afraid of any opponent.

!”

Through the few words revealed by Yang Ling, the Corpse Witch King vaguely understood the fate of the Enchantress and was worried. He was not worried about what Richardson would do to the Enchantress, but it was hard to say what the family behind Richardson would be like!

"I will protect my woman with my life and blood. Even a powerful god will never harm my woman!" Richardson puffed out his chest and hugged the enchantress's thin waist tightly, his burly figure

It holds up a piece of sky like an iron tower.

.....

After bidding farewell to Ophelia and others one by one, Enchantress and Richardson rode on a bipedal flying dragon and left with tears in their eyes. They looked back three times in one step, and even after flying a long distance, they still looked back frequently at the grass.

I stood alone in the tent, hoping to see Yang Ling again, with tears in my eyes. It was a long way to the plane of death, and no one knew when I would be able to come back, or when I would be able to see Yang Ling again.
Chapter completed!
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