The man frowned: "It's too illusory after all.
Shen Jiuli said: "A person cannot be reincarnated immediately after death, at least a hundred years later."
"I'm afraid the surviving party won't be able to wait that long."
Shen Jiuli's eyes were sharp: "Your lifespan should be a thousand years, and a hundred years of waiting is not too long."
The young couple stopped talking.
After a hundred years of separation, one party still has amnesia.
Who knows what will happen in the future.
They are afraid of dying and are not willing to wait.
They are afraid of failure.
Shen Jiuli spoke calmly again and gave them a shot: "Don't blame me for not reminding you that no matter who of you is reincarnated after death, the male and female will just follow fate."
That young couple was stupid In other words, if the man dies, he may be reincarnated as a woman in the future.
In the same way, a woman may also be reincarnated as a man Wouldn't that mean grinding mirrors or cutting off sleeves?
In the end, the young couple went down the mountain in despair.
None of them wanted to take the risk.
They could only break up if they went back.
Ning Xuemo looked at their backs going down the mountain and sighed: "It seems that the relationship between them is not that deep."
Shen Jiuli hugged his wife's waist: "There are a few people like you and me in this world who have gone through many hardships and never regretted it.
This pair of them came to die for love, but it was just a temporary hothead."
"Father, mother, you were once destined to be married by fate," Shen Nianmo asked, raising his head.
Shen Jiuli shook his head: "No."
Shen Nianmo was curious: "The reason why you worked so hard back then was not because of the unfair destiny of destiny."
Shen Jiuli gave him a meaningful look: "Yeah, that bastard Tiandao is unreasonable sometimes.
He likes to make random mistakes.
Back then, your mother and I were one god and one demon.
We were natural enemies, so naturally we wouldn't be criticized.
"Destined marriage" Shen Nianmo frowned slightly: "The way of heaven is humans or gods."
Shen Jiuli looked at him again: "The way of heaven is the rules, but it is God who makes these rules."
"That father is the guardian of heaven.
Have you ever seen him?"
Shen Nianmo became interested.
Shenjiuli said leisurely: "I saw it."
"Is he a boy or a girl?
Does he look good?"
Shen Nianmo became a curious baby.
Shen Jiuli sighed softly: "He likes to incarnate thousands of times and travel to all walks of life.
There are too many incarnations, some ugly, some handsome, and maybe even a child like you."
"He is so biàntài" Ning Xuemo couldn't help but add.
This was the first time she heard her husband talk about Tiandao, so she couldn't help but ask again: "Then does he have a name?"
"A name is just a code name for a person.
He has thousands of aliases after his millions of incarnations."
"Then he should have a name."
"He calls himself Emperor, and the guardian calls him Emperor.
There may be a name, but he hasn't told anyone about it.
Maybe he has forgotten it himself, or maybe he is too lazy to do it."
"This person is really weird.
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He has made so many rules of heaven, which has harmed you and me."
Ning Xuemo had a grudge against heaven.
Shen Jiuli said: "Xue Mo, the rules of heaven are like the laws of the world.
Without them, the world would be in chaos.
What's more, you and I are not the only ones who are bound by the rules of heaven.
Maybe even he himself suffered a lot."
Ning Xuemo didn't believe it: "He makes the rules of heaven himself, and he himself will be bound":