Chapter 945 A Mess

Jing Zhongyue turned her head and looked at Ye Chen with confusion.

To be honest, she didn't know why there was a low mood coming from Ye Chen.

He doesn't seem very happy?

Why?

Is it because you gave up your luck to yourself?

Jing Zhongyue took a deep breath and said, "If you also need this luck, then just take it, because it should be yours. Even though I like it very much, I will not compete with you."

Her desire for luck comes from deep in her soul.

Therefore, it took almost all her strength to say such words.

"That was not what I meant."

Ye Chen shook his head and stared at Jing Zhongyue very seriously, "You reached out to get this luck, have you ever thought about the result? Maybe, the final result is not what you thought, and everything is not going towards you. develop in the desired direction.”

Jing Zhongyue obviously hesitated.

She didn't understand what Ye Chen meant by what he said.

But she still calmed down and thought about Ye Chen's words.

Since Ye Chen said this, he must have a reason.

After a long time, Jing Zhongyue slowly spoke, "I can't see clearly or guess the road ahead, but what I can be sure of is that I long for this luck. If I can get it, even if I die, I will No regrets either.”

Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

Sure enough, is it because it is Su Muyue's clone?

Although she was born with self-awareness, there were still deep-rooted things lingering deep in her soul.

And this thing comes from the desire for luck.

This is her destiny and one of the things she must do in her life.

"Okay, now that you've made your decision, I respect your choice."

Ye Chen took a step back and made a gesture to let Jing Zhongyue come forward to absorb the luck.

"Thank you, Ye Chen."

Jing Zhongyue took off her mask and slowly said these five words from her mouth.

For her, saying such words was tantamount to reaching heaven.

This has always been what Jing Zhongyue wanted to say, but never said it out loud.

"etc."

Ye Chen spoke again, then walked forward and held Jing Zhongyue in his arms.

This hug is very warm.

Jing Zhongyue's pupils shrank slightly, and then she said unnaturally, "What... do you mean this? It's like parting between life and death. I just absorb the luck. After success, I will become the second empress of Qinglian Realm. This should be a good thing.”

A good thing indeed.

But not so for you.

Ye Chen closed his eyes, and his complicated emotions were completely explained at this moment.

He had no way to stop Jing Zhongyue because it was her own decision.

Even if I tell her her identity, it is very likely that she will still choose to absorb luck.

From the beginning, this seemed to be a set game.

This hug lasted for a long time.

When Ye Chen slowly let go of his hand, a flash of reluctance quickly flashed in his eyes.

Things have come to this day, and everything finally happened.

Jing Zhongyue stood on tiptoes, took the initiative to peck Ye Chen's cheek, then quickly walked to Qinglian, stretched out her hand, and grabbed the golden light.

The next moment, the world trembled!

Boom!

There seemed to be thunder striking in the void.

The aura is outrageous, making people's hearts tremble.

Throughout the world of great struggle, all the geniuses who rushed in to compete were aware of this feeling.

It seemed as if something important was in someone's hands.

Together with the rules of this world, they have become unstable.

"It is rumored that if someone gets lucky, the world of great strife will disappear."

"Did someone get lucky?"

"Who is it?"

"I am not sure as well."

For a moment, many geniuses raised their heads, with complex expressions flashing in their eyes.

In the other direction, many geniuses were fighting, just to compete for the things in the crater.

Around them, many bodies lay in pools of blood.

Among them, many geniuses are famous.

But in the end, he still ended up dead, which was extremely miserable.

"Who got the luck?"

A genius roared angrily and rushed towards the crater as if he had lost his mind.

The other geniuses no longer cared about fighting. They all clenched their fists and were furious.

It felt like the treasure I had worked so hard to protect had been taken away.

When all the geniuses rushed to the edge of the crater at the same time, their pupils shrank violently.

Inside the meteorite is not the luck of birth as ordinary people imagine.

But it is an ordinary imperial-level magic weapon.

Not many features.

Is this what you call a surprise?

This... is the luck that so many of us are so proud to strive for?

Some geniuses only felt very desolate. They turned their heads and looked in all directions, and could see many corpses lined up.

You must know that those participating in the competition are the best among the Seven Transformations of Life and Death.

Not strong enough, and not brave enough to come.

But in the end, what was left?

Chicken feathers all over the place!

Many of the seriously injured geniuses showed mocking smiles.

The strange movements between heaven and earth remind them all the time that their destiny is being swallowed up by others.

But who is that person?

The group of Tianjiao looked around and found that among the many Tianjiao chasing the meteorite, only Ye Chen was missing.

"Is it Ye Chen?"

One Tianjiao said in disbelief, "Before, he was resting in the central ruins like us. When the meteorite appeared, we all chased it, but he didn't follow us, which means that he was going in the opposite direction of us. Now that the luck is not on our side, it won't fall into his hands, right?"

There are also Tianjiao frowning, "Not necessarily, we don't represent all of them."

"Yes, didn't you notice that the demons and aliens didn't show up, so it might fall into their hands."

"It's better to be absorbed by Ye Chen!"

"Forget it, it's useless to think about these things. Whoever wants this emperor-level magic weapon can take it. It's a waste of feelings."

One Tianjiao snorted coldly and left directly.

Other Tianjiao were not so enthusiastic about this emperor-level magic weapon.

Isn't it just an emperor-level magic weapon? As for falling from the void?

Mysterious light permeated, and the breath was subtle.

With such a big battle, everyone regarded it as the arrival of good fortune.

Soon, only a few people were left in the field.

One of the Tianjiao said in a deep voice, "This emperor-level magic weapon is compatible with me. I have taken it. If you want to compete with me, just fight. Whoever wins will get the magic weapon in the end!"

Above his head, a real dragon totem appeared, and the dragon light circled around him, making his whole body shine with golden light.

He was red copper and his eyes were cold.

It was Ouyang Longqi from Tianlong Mountain.

"Okay, let's fight!"

The other Tianjiaos were unwilling to let go, and they fought one by one, brazenly fighting together.