Long Xingyi suddenly took a step, and a cold and bone-broken cold burst out from his eyes: "If you can rest assured to the sky, then what is the hard work of my Long family for three generations and forty thousand years?"

"Your Highness, you have lost your composure."

The sound of the dragon bones is still unwavering, like a deep pool that has not been seen at all: "What is destiny? You who have been favored by destiny should know one or two."

"I don't believe in destiny, I only believe in myself!"

Long Xingyi took a deep breath, suppressing the boiling emotions in his heart, and his tone was low and cold: "If fate is not said to be, how can Zhuge change his destiny?"

"Zhuge..."

Hearing this, the dragon bone was silent. After a long time, he just lit the ancient stick and said inexplicably: "There are always some people who are different from ordinary people..."

But I can't refute it.

Since ancient times, among the endless legends, there are no few who want to go against the will of heaven and change their destiny, and it is not uncommon for those who truly succeed.

But what most people reverse is their own destiny, and they only take other people's destiny to cover themselves.

Only Zhuge, different, different...

"Van?"

Under the crown, Long Xingyi's eyes finally flashed with anger: "The dragon bones sacrificial wine are too much respect for Zhuge!"

He had a strange phenomenon in his life, had strange adventures in his childhood, and he was rampant in the world when he was young, and there was no resistance among his peers and even among his older generations.

When he was young, he had already taken charge of the Great Zhou Dynasty. With a command, trillions of people were buried with him. All the 72 powerful people with the soul and Dharma body should be bowed to him.

Now that we are in our lifetime, there are few people in the world who can compete with us.

He never thought that one day, someone would use the word "fan" to describe himself!

Dragon bone slowly raised his head, looked at Long Xingyi for a few times, and then bowed: "It's me that I've made a mistake, don't blame me, Prince."

Long Xingyi stared at the old man, who bowed his head and said nothing.

It was not until a long time later that a trembling voice came out of the hall, and the dead silence in the hall was broken:
Chapter completed!