Chapter 303: The Sakura Spirit of the Cold Destiny Master (7)

"You and Little Mushroom will stay here for now. I have ordered people to clean up the side hall." His eyes were cold, but he said every word he wanted to say very clearly.

Little Mushroom turned his head, jumped twice, and took the Ice Soul Jade from Mo Baici's hand. He hung it on his neck along the string, and smiled with his mouth puffed, "Let's borrow Little Mushroom for a few days!"

"Ask your sister Sakura." Mo Baici looked at her with a slight exploratory look in his eyes and said softly.

In fact, he knew who the person in front of him was.

He was the destiny master chosen by the God of Stars once every thousand years. What is destiny?

Destiny: Calculate the destiny and know the future.

On the day of the opening ceremony, the God of Stars told him that there was only one person whose destiny he could not calculate in his life.

That was the fate that he would only encounter once in his life.

There are many kinds of disasters, and the fate he encountered was actually-

Love Tribulation...

A hundred years ago, the Blood Demon Hall was in turmoil. He was not concerned with worldly affairs, but before the battle of Xiyu Bay came, he calculated his own fate.

He arrived at Xiyu Bay three days earlier and met the person with the highest magic in Yingling Realm at that time - the thousand-year-old cherry spirit Luo Qingchen.

In just a moment, he knew that he could not escape this catastrophe.

Or rather -

He did not want to escape.

Unfortunately, the reason why the love catastrophe is called the love catastrophe is that it is still a catastrophe even though it is in love.

She sealed the Demon Lord with the ancient sacrificial spell and disappeared without a trace in the Tianchui Continent.

He knew that she must be in danger, so he finally decided to seal all his emotions and practice in Lingxu Mountain for a hundred years.

But he never thought that he would meet the love catastrophe in his life as soon as he came out of the mountain.

He was so sure that a little cherry blossom demon who was less than a hundred years old was the thousand-year-old cherry blossom spirit of the year, because -

Just like a hundred years ago, he could not calculate her fate and could not see her future...

"Borrow it, borrow it, don't lose it!" Luo Qingchen pursed his lips and said, "I can't afford to pay for it if I lose it, and you don't want to turn into mushroom soup!"

"You can't turn into soup!" The little mushroom tightly grasped the Ice Soul Jade and nodded seriously.

Mo Baici looked at Luo Qingchen with a faint gaze, and said, "You have never been to Xuankongju, don't run around these few days, and I will take you away from here to Lingxu Mountain after I host the spiritual arts competition."

"Why?" She was a little confused, blinked gently and looked at him and said, "Why do you want to go to Lingxu Mountain?"

She really couldn't guess Mo Baici's state of mind. He seemed to be very cold to everyone, and he always spoke to her indifferently.

But for some reason, she just felt that he had an inexplicable... pampering for her?

"Quiet." He took a sip of white tea and said indifferently.

Having lived for thousands of years, although he didn't care about the world, he knew that where there are people, there are right and wrong, and where there are right and wrong, there is no safety.

She is now just a little cherry blossom demon with weak spiritual power. If he wants to keep her by his side all the time, it will inevitably lead to gossip.

Although he doesn't care, he doesn't like others to talk about her, or even cause unnecessary trouble.

The spiritual arts competition is held once a hundred years, in which each strong person in his own field will use all his talents to defeat the opponent, and finally affect the ranking replacement of Xuankongju for a hundred years.

In a competition that only happens once a hundred years, it is estimated that everyone will use all their abilities to strive to improve their ranking.

Luo Qingchen thought that as a little cherry blossom demon, he could only be a spectator with the heat-afraid little mushroom.

But he never thought that plans can never keep up with changes...