v3 Chapter 42： prophecy

Following the deep marching fairy immigration to the center of Miaomushan, Zhengyan has been driving the ability.

"There are creatures with Chakra reaction... thirty, forty?" There are a few chakras that are hidden, and Zheng Yan is somewhat uncertain.

"Miaomu Mountain is also like a small village, there are ninjas, and there are also civilians."

Ascending to the peak, a palace appeared in front of Zheng Yan, and the chakra he perceived was inside.

Zheng Yan observed it and his face was strange. "Deeply be a fairy, why did the palace be like this and eat yourself?"

In the Miaomu Mountain, even the appearance of the palace is awkward, and the entrance is a sly mouth, which makes Zheng Yan accept a little.

"How do you know that my name is deep?"

The old lady’s question made Zheng Yan’s face a stiff face.

"Hey, haven't you said that?"

"From beginning to end, I only said a word to you, never told you my name."

Masahiko smiled awkwardly. "Who knows? Maybe you said it? Or what I have dreamt of..."

This time, the deep expression has become weird. "Do you even know the abilities of the great master?"

I am a singer, I just want to pull something else, and another old woman is coming over with her own self.

"Old monster, why are you here too?" The expression is exaggerated. "What the **** is this."

Zheng Yan sighed. "This is a sinister house. My life is up. I didn't expect you to be so young and caught here."

It’s also a big shock. “I’m obviously going to use the reverse psychic, will I come to the underworld? I’m also an adult who doesn’t want to die like this...”

Said, suddenly reacted, twitching, "Old monster, you are cheating me right? How can the ghost difference be embarrassing."

I also looked around and said, "And it’s still the old man."

I am deeply impressed by Shima. "Two little devils, Grand Master has a request, please come in!"

"Little devil..." Zheng Yan's expression is a stiff, almost 100-year-old person, actually called a little devil, but look at the two old eight hundred years old, Zheng Yan still endure.

Masahiko is full of disappointment and walks into the palace of the ,, but he does not hate it, and looks as usual.

Among the palaces, Masahiko finally saw the immortal immortal who resembled the celestial Chakra collection. It lay on a huge rattan chair and was confined to sleep.

Different people are also like curious babies. They look left and right. Zheng Yan is not curious about the surrounding scene, and his heart is full of tension.

He is not worried about what the immortal people are doing to him, and even if the amount of Chakra is very large, it is unpredictable to win the battle. Masahiko is worried that because of his influence, the prophecy of the Daxie Immortal has changed.

In the past life, although the number of immortals was not many, the predictions were successfully fulfilled, especially the prophecy of the son of fate.

"You, you are finally here." I don't know when, the immortal immortal has opened his eyes and kept a close eye on himself.

The self-seeking self was also shocked, rubbing a sweat, and swearing, "It turned out to be alive..." Zheng Yan was sweating for him.

Obviously, the Daxie immortal did not pay attention to the rudeness of the self, and slowly opened his mouth. "Hundreds of years ago, I dreamed of the only prophecy about myself, that is, you will come to Miaomu Mountain, and my Miaomushan family. Sign the contract."

"Contract?" It’s also a glimpse. "Old monster! You are really lying to me, this is what the hell!"

I am a singer, crying and laughing, just said that I have vowed, I did not expect that I still believe in half of my heart.

"Deeply, take the contract scroll of my family."

"Yes, Grand Master."

"Hey, I haven't agreed yet..." Just halfway through the conversation, let Zhengyan close his mouth with gravity and can't speak.

Masahiko smiled, "Dayu immortal, he agreed." The self-satisfied can't say anything.

When I heard the words of Masahiko, the immortal immortal finally turned his eyes to him and indulged him for a moment.

"who are you?"

Masahiko's face is black, what is the situation? Call me, then forget who I am, it is really confused...

Aside from the side, I was also convulsed, and I was shocked and relaxed my gravitation.

"Call...call, old monster, are you going to kill me?"

Masahiko smiled and was attracted by the old fools, and almost died.

Daxie immortal is still thinking, and one side reminds me: "Grandpa, he is the vortex Zhengyan, you called him over."

"The whirlpool is Yan..." The immortal singer screamed, "I remembered."

Masahiko smiled. "Is there anything about my prophecy? What is it like? The terminator of tragedy, or a reliable old predecessor?"

"In my dreams, you will fight a young man with the same eyes as the feathers, bringing disaster and destruction."

Masahiko smiles slowly and stiffly. "Young people with reincarnation, fighting? Disaster and destruction?"

"How can it be……"

The heart of Masahiko is gradually sinking. The eye with reincarnation should be spotted, that is to say, the spot will be resurrected successfully. After that, the opponent will actually be him?

"Why would it be me Naruto and Sasuke? Will it not let me change the story?"

Masahiko’s mood was low and suddenly he saw it. “No, it’s still here, the son of fate...”

Zheng Yan just wanted to ask, the Daxie immortal took the initiative to speak. "I won't foresee the outcome of the battle. However, I can see that while you are fighting, there are fierce battles in other places."

"Is there more than one opponent?" Zheng Yan frowned. "Who is the other? Take the soil..."

"Impossible, this will not happen without an accident."

"Da Xian Xianren, you see who my opponent is?" Zheng Yan hesitated for a moment, asked.

"It won't be a long door or even Sasuke..."

"The specific appearance has not been seen clearly," Daxie Xianren shook his head. "I only saw that he is a black hair."

Zheng Yan’s heart is tight, “not a long door.”

"And I’m still worried about it.” The words after the immortal immortal made his face change.

"Why? Who is that?" Zheng Yan passed many people in the heart, and none of them met.

"Having a reincarnation, not a spot, or a Sasuke..." Zheng Yan’s heart was messy. “Sure enough, I have changed too many of the plots. I’m afraid there are things that I don’t know will happen.”

Next to it, the deep immortal has already taken the contract scroll, and there is no resistance in the past. He can see from the attitude of Zheng Yan that this should be a powerful psychic orc group.

The signing of the contract was only a 10 point testimony to Zheng Yan, but Zheng Yan did not have time to care.

"Who is it? Can you fight with me in the future, and look at the meaning of the immortal, we will be evenly matched?" Zheng Yan fell into meditation.