On the top of the mountain, the white dragon looked at the starry sky above his head weakly.

"Ahem."

At this moment, suddenly, a violent cough came from beside him.

The white dragon looked in the direction where the coughing sound came.

An old beggar covered in thick sores stood under the tree beside him and looked at him quietly.

But before that, Bailong didn't notice it at all.

"You, are you?"

Bai Long stared at the old beggar in front of him. He couldn't help but wipe his eyes, fearing that the appearance of the old beggar would be an hallucination he had.

"White Dragon." A smile appeared on the old beggar's face.

He walked towards Bailong step by step and said, "Do you still remember me?"

"You, you are..."

Bailong stared at the old beggar's appearance, and a memory of the past gradually emerged in his mind.

Once upon a time, he was an ordinary person.

He lives in the city, but he always feels that he shouldn't be so ordinary.

Perhaps every young man had such an idea in his middle school years. One night, when Bailong passed by a lake, he watched an old beggar sitting by the lake.

The old beggar was looking at the sky and said to himself: "Fate, fate, always tricks people."

Bai Long couldn't help but speak, "Old sir, everyone's life is determined by themselves. You may not be satisfied with your current situation, but why bother complaining about the illusory thing like fate?"

The old beggar turned around curiously and looked at Bailong, then said, "Do you know that everyone's future is not up to one's own, but is written by fate. You are naturally no exception."

Bailong shook his head: "That's not necessarily the case. I believe that opportunities are always in my own hands."

"Is that?" The smile on the old beggar's face did not disappear, and he said, "You will always understand the cruelty of fate when you want to change many things but you can't do anything at all."

As he said that, the old beggar quit for a moment and asked Bailong: "Your name is Bailong, do you want to be extraordinary?"

Bailong nodded.

A golden list appeared in the old beggar's hand. With a wave of his hand, a golden light entered Bailong's body: "You will no longer be ordinary in the future."

After saying that, he said, "This is also something I picked up and gave it to you as a gift. I'm curious whether you can stick to your ideas next time we meet."

The gift given to him by the old beggar is the Demon-killing Whip.

That golden light is the ability to resurrect monsters with demon pills.

Bai Long recalled these in his mind, stared at the old beggar, and said, "Old sir, my friend is almost out of reach. Please help me and save her life."

The old beggar stood there, shook his head slightly, and said, "This is her life. Meeting you is her life. Death from a high fever is also her life."

"This is the cruelty of fate." The old beggar stared at Bailong calmly and said, "Do you understand?"

"What a cruelty of fate? Since you could give me such special power, why can't you save Qiu Qiu!" Bai Long shouted loudly: "What a fucking fate? I don't believe in these illusory things. If she didn't meet me, she wouldn't have become what she is now."

The old beggar was silent for a moment and said, "But she met you, this is fate."

"I can save her if I don't rely on you!" Bai Long shouted loudly at the sky: "Come on someone! Come on someone! Please, come on someone!"

The old beggar looked at Bailong who was shouting wildly, with a calm expression on his face, and said, "I think you should be able to feel the cruelty of fate."

On the quiet top of the mountain, only the white dragon kept shouting.

The old beggar sighed and said, "You are really a person who doesn't believe in fate."

"Of course I don't believe it. I am a living person. The thoughts in my mind are all my own thoughts at this moment. What kind of bullshit fate, I don't believe it." Bai Long said loudly: "Can fate arrange for me to slap myself immediately now?"

"No?" Bai Long stared at the old beggar and said, "Since you can't even do such a simple thing, do you want to stop me from saving people?"

The old beggar said, "I have seen many people like you, including myself, too."

"Come on!" Bailong roared loudly.

"It's useless, you..." The old beggar was about to say something, but suddenly, two figures came quickly from the sky, and the old beggar's pupils shrank slightly: "Impossible, I've obviously calculated that someone would not come."

"My hexagram is not a problem. Could it be that it is the influence of a lucky person?" The old beggar suddenly smiled on his face: "That's right, only if this situation occurs will affect the result arranged by fate."

The old beggar whispered: "Lin Fan is such an interesting person."

After saying that, he completely disappeared into the darkness and disappeared.

"Come on, I'm here!" Bailong's face showed ecstasy, and the two people in the sky flew into Bailong with a whistle.

"Who are you?" The two of them were wearing the clothes of the disciples of Feixue Peak.

And he is also a master in the realm of immortality.

"I am Bailong, you must be searching for me, right?" Bailong rushed forward with a passionate look on his face and grabbed the hands of the two: "Don't worry, I will never resist, but before you want to catch me, you must help me save someone. Please!"

The two people showed surprise on their faces.

The two of them kept searching here, but there was no result. They were not ready to come out tonight, but they heard that the Feixue Peak had already started a war against the Wushuang Sword Sect and needed a large number of men.

The head of Feixue Peak, Duan Lin, asked them to search for it for the last time. If there was no result, they would rush back to Feixue Peak.

So they arrived quickly.

The two looked at each other and naturally took down the Bailong.

"Walk."

The two of them wanted to soar into the sky and left directly. They didn't care whether Bailong wanted to save anyone or not. Their mission was to catch Bailong, which was enough.

The white dragon roared loudly: "No, no, no! I put the treasure there! You Duan Lin kept looking for me, just wanting such a treasure!"

In desperation, Bailong pointed to the room halfway up the mountain.

These two people have no choice, what if there is really a treasure there?

The two of them could only follow the White Dragon.

When he arrived, Bailong rushed into the house quickly.

He rushed to the bed and held Qiu Qiu's hand tightly: "I'm back, I'm back, you won't have anything to do."

Qiu Qiu opened her eyes in a daze. She was already a little confused. She might die if she dragged it for a while.
Chapter completed!