Chapter 388 Mu Yihan's past life karma
The Immortal Siming held the fate book, and although he couldn't bear it, he could only nod.
"The evil dragon committed a serious crime, and he will definitely not have a good end." "
After his death, his soul will also have to atone for his sins in the abyss, and will never see the light of day. Fairy, don't be sad."
Xiao Nuobao seemed to be struck by lightning. She never thought that her father would have a tragic fate.
She couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.
Her snow-white hands were squeezed together.
The big tears flowed down her cheeks and turned into two small rivers of tears.
"But my father will soon become emperor. So, I will lose him soon..."
But that stupid father, he has only known me for a short time. For
a moment, it seemed that the lost and found conservation was about to be snatched away by someone, and Xiao Nuobao cried so hard that her face was a mess.
"Fairy, the rules of heaven, cause and effect, it's just a superficial fate in this life, don't be obsessed with it." Siming Xianjun said in embarrassment.
Little Nuobao's cheeks were like egg whites, and there were two big snots hanging. She didn't want to be obsessed with it.
But her father cared about her so much.
In the morning, he would be considerate to empty the urinal, secretly kiss her little feet during her nap, and poke her belly at night to make sure there was no food in her stomach, and then he would hug her tightly and sleep peacefully.
Such a father cannot be separated from his head and body!
Even more so, his soul cannot return to the abyss!
Little Nuobao didn't know where he got the strength from, wiped away the tears, clenched his fists and shouted, "No, Siming, this fairy wants to help daddy change his fate, even if it goes against the will of heaven!"
The little baby voice was so loud that it stunned the fairy birds and flower fairies on a branch.
Siming looked surprised, "Fairy, have you really thought it through?"
"Yes! Siming, tell this fairy how to save daddy?" Little Nuobao's eyes were as red as a rabbit.
The Immortal Lord Siming stood up and bowed, "Well, since the fairy has made up her mind, I will try my best. Please ask the fairy to do more good deeds after you go back. If he can obtain perfect blessings before he ascends the throne, his fate of being beheaded in this life can be changed."
"If the fate changes, the soul will not fall into the abyss. If the fairy Fuxing does not give up, let him be a mount for you in the future, and maybe the heaven will allow it."
These things are the only things he can do for the fairy.
As for whether it can succeed, it depends on the fairy's luck in the lower world.
When Xiao Nuobao heard this, he quickly sucked his big snot, and he wanted to save his father.
Good, as long as there is a way.
"Accumulate more good deeds, and you will be blessed. This fairy will remember this."
Little Nuobao nodded vigorously, took two more bites of the fairy peach, and spat out the big peach pit, eager to go back to save his father.
Siming was about to bow and say goodbye, but was hit on the forehead by the peach pit covered with saliva.
When he picked it up and stood up again, Little Nuobao's soul had already left the heaven.
Siming smiled helplessly, "This little fairy is really a caring little cotton-padded jacket. The evil dragon is lucky."
At this time, under the red plum tree behind him, a deep plum fragrance floated.
A holy light enveloped the tree, and a gentle voice sighed, "When this immortal came to the mortal world to experience tribulations, my life span was limited. Although I had a relationship with the evil dragon, I still could not change the fate of the evil dragon."
"I hope that the lucky fairy can do what this immortal cannot do."
Siming Xianjun was surprised for a moment, and then he realized that the plum blossom god of the twelve flower gods had come here at some point.
He hurriedly turned around and saluted, with a handsome smile full of respect.
"It turns out that the plum blossom god has been here for a long time. I am honored to be here."
At this time, the breeze blew open Siming Xianjun's life book, revealing one of the pages.
[The lower world, the Southern Era Kingdom.]
[Little Nuobao is the incarnation of the lucky fairy who came to the mortal world to experience tribulations, and will be reborn in the belly of Shen Wan, who was incarnated by the plum blossom god. 】
【The evil dragon was bound in the previous life, and will have a close relationship with the two gods in this life. 】
【The evil dragon coveted the throne, and was finally beheaded by the real dragon in the mortal world. From then on, the world was peaceful, and the Southern Ji Kingdom ushered in a hundred years of prosperity...】
"It's a shallow fate in this life. I hope that after the two of them return to their souls, the three of you can meet in the Nine Heavens, so that it won't be a waste of your trip to the lower world." Siming closed the fate book and smiled slightly.
...
At this time, in Xianquan Residence, Xiao Nuobao's soul returned to its place instantly.
She shuddered, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that she was still standing in front of the door, clinging to her father's door.
At this moment, Mu Yihan was sitting down, and he said something, and his big hand grabbed Xiao Yi's neck, his face full of gloom.
Xiao Nuobao thought her father was going to kill Xiao Yi, so she stamped her feet anxiously and rushed into the house like a ball.
"Daddy, please spare his life, don't kill him!" Xiao Nuobao screamed in a baby voice.
If she killed Xiao Yi, it would greatly damage her fortune, and how could she save her father?
Suddenly, a little fat girl flew in, and the three people in the room were stunned for a moment, with puzzled expressions, as if they were looking at a little fool.
Mu Yihan did not stop, and continued to stay on Xiao Yi's neck.
Xiao Yi looked at her doubtfully, "Shorty, who wants to kill who?"
Ali was about to hug Nuobao, but she glared at Xiao Yi angrily, "You traitor, who are you talking about Shorty?"
Little Nuobao didn't care about it and threw herself into Mu Yihan's arms, trying to use her flesh to influence his murderous intentions.
"Daddy, listen to Nuobao, we must have good intentions, say good words, and do good deeds, only then can we be good babies~" Little Nuobao rubbed against him in a glutinous way, and quickly brainwashed his father.
Mu Yihan was helpless.
What was this little darling thinking?
He took his big hand away from Xiao Yi's neck, picked up a thread end, and shook it in front of her eyes.
"When was I going to kill this brat?"
There was a thread on Xiao Yi's collar, and he just wanted to pull it off because he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.
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