Xue Baochai, who had just broken through and was stabilizing her realm, inexplicably fell from the Grandmaster realm, and then Zhuge Liang coughed loudly and even lost his hair.

When the two are connected, it is inevitable that people will think of whether Zhuge Liang did something secretly.

For example, curse art or something?

As a man with a wise and close witch, he must know a little bit of everything, just like Doraemon.

Guan Yu and others surrounded Zhuge Liang and couldn't help but look at the man on the platform.

He won't misunderstand, right?

What if there is a misunderstanding?

Since Jia Rong's sudden appearance, she has always been tolerant, even if the remaining soldiers of Liangshan come today, "the net will not be broken."

Jia Rong let them go very generously.

This kind of generosity is a strong strength. The tolerance and mercy of the superiors does not mean that the Jia family can be bullied.

Once Jia Rong truly "sinks her face", it will be a catastrophe.

Jia Rong on the high platform has not shown any signs yet, and everyone felt heavy pressure emerge from the depths of their hearts.

The atmosphere on the court suddenly became solemn.

"What's going on?" Fortunately, Tang Luo did not turn against each other as everyone was worried about.

He asked looking at the stove.

"Qiyun." Yang Jian in the stove said.

Everyone was shocked to find that there was actually someone in the stove?

"Good luck..." Tang Luo fell from the high platform and waved his hand casually. The injuries of everyone in the Jia family on the field were instantly healed.

"What is this? Healing from the air?" Everyone was puzzled.

Tang Luo walked to Xue Baochai, and she had recovered from her injuries due to her fall in her realm.

But there was a feeling of weakness throughout.

It's like a fish that has just gotten ashore or a tortoise that has landed in the water.

"How do you feel?" Tang Luo asked.

Xue Baochai frowned and said softly: "It doesn't feel good, there is a kind of..."

She paused: "It feels like the former sister Lin."

Lin Daiyu next to him snorted softly and explained: "It's just that she is living under someone's roof, she is anxious and can't find any support, just like duckweed."

"Is it so miserable?" Tang Luo laughed without sympathy, "No wonder he cried for the middle of the night."

Lin Daiyu flattened her mouth.

That was the past, and now she could remind others of it, crying for the middle of the night.

Tang Luo stepped a little and came to Zhuge Liang again: "Ge Liang, how do you feel? You are like rootless duckweed?"

"That, Xuanzun, my surname is Zhuge." Zhuge Liang said.

"Really?" Tang Luo asked, "Not Zhu, his name is Ge Liang."

"No." This is a matter of principle. Zhuge Liang would never give in. He held on the hat on his head and several more hairs fell off.

The final destination of smart people seems to be incredible.

Well... it may not be necessary, Tang Luo glanced at Lu Bu.

I don’t understand why “Jia Rong” suddenly looked at her, but Lu Bu instinctively felt offended.

But when I touched my bald head, I decided to pretend that it was impossible to see it for the time being.

This time may last for a lifetime. When Lu Bu thinks of this, he will inevitably feel a little melancholy and look up at the sky forty-five degrees.

The bald head reflected a shiny light.

"Don't care about this kind of details, Ge Liang, let me first talk about how you feel now?" Tang Luo was not careful about the details.

Zhuge Liang really wanted to say that this was not a detail, but... OK.

He said, "God will."

As an all-round military advisor, Prime Minister.

In addition to being able to do poems, songs, strategize, win a thousand miles, call the wind and rain, hand-made, and play the piano on the city wall, Zhuge Liang also has some medical skills.

I am very clear about my physical condition at this time. I am not sick or because my overworked body suddenly reached the critical point just now and collapsed completely.

Even a piece of martial arts cannot be saved.

Zhuge Liang didn't need to count his fingers, and he knew very well that his life span might be less than one year.

There is no hidden wound or hidden illness, this is God's will.

The "people in the furnace" just now can also be understood in this way.

"It seems that your luck suddenly disappeared." Tang Luo said.

What is luck? To put it bluntly, it is a mysterious power, which is somewhat similar to faith and the power of merit, but it is more ethereal and illusory.

This special ethereal power is real and can be used to a certain extent.

Those who uphold great fortune are not ordinary people. They can generally make a difference. Those who can accomplish things will also have luck and become more courageous as they fight, forming a general trend.

Simply put, it is an auxiliary and blessing, and it cannot play a decisive role.

Luck can affect a person's situation, but it cannot be determined.

Some people in the mountains and sea world practice the way of believing in incense, such as city gods, land and other small gods, while others value merit. The Daleiyin Temple emphasizes doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, and this "virtue" is merit.

And very few people are devoted to studying luck.

Maybe it was when everyone tried to make the gods, but the effect was not good, so it would be fine.

But some applications are still there.

The Investiture of the Gods is a magic weapon related to luck. Those who enter the ranking will receive certain blessings of luck.

To draw with a pen, and to eliminate the gods on the list, the first step is to cut off the three flowers on the top, and the gods' luck will "destroy the mortal world".

In addition to the historical reasons, there is still luck related to Heaven.

Until the mountain and sea realm was broken, the use of luck and fortune had basically disappeared.

Everyone asked about the immortal cultivation, and they wanted to "reverse the heavens and change their destiny". Do you think the imperial decree is decided?

"What luck, I don't believe in these things." Zhang Fei said beside Zhuge Liang.

"I will open my eyes to see."

The Bagua Furnace where Yang Jian was trembled slightly, and everyone felt a gaze falling on his body and flashed away.

"Ha, interesting. The luck here is strong, not an ordinary world at all." Yang Jian said, "No wonder the Jia family girl practiced your broken boxing and made progress so fast."

"Hey, what is breaking fist? Wait until you get it, do you want to try my break fist!" Sun Wukong didn't get the point at all.

"So, Xue Baochai and Zhuge Liang's luck suddenly disappeared?" Tang Luo asked.

His research on luck is zero.

"Well, Zhuge Liang is not left at all." Yang Jian said, "from the protagonist in the book to the passerby, he will go to the level at any time."

"Where is Xue Baochai?" Tang Luo asked.

"The situation is much better." Yang Jian said, "but it is difficult to break through to the Grandmaster realm."

"Sure enough, there is a big problem in this world!" Ao Yulie said.

Liangshan is the 108 Demon Stars that came to the world. What kind of great master is the dream of the Red Chamber? The head of the real person Miaomiao.

However, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms is "the general trend of the world..." and does not have the same flavor as imperially designated.

"The Yuan Concubine has passed the visit to her relatives, and the Jia family is in full swing, and then it is in great prosperity." Zhu Bajie thought, "In the end, it is so white that it is really clean. Is it because of the disappearance of luck?"

"In this world, it can be said that's it." Yang Jian affirmed.

The problems in this world have already revealed clues, and the course of history (luck) is more important than personal struggle.

Zhuge Liang is a man of wisdom and close to demons, and his luck is as good as he wants. The previous second is fine, but his life span is less than one year in a second.

"No one will watch us anymore, right?" Sun Wukong raised his head, his hands itched, and wanted to give a stick.

Whether it is a human, a ghost or a "way of heaven", I will talk about it again and again.

"I don't know." Yang Jian's eyes did not open again, after all, he was injured.

Sun Wukong only has one stick, and he only has one glance, two people are half a pound of weight.

"I'll go and have a look!"

Sun Wukong jumped up and disappeared in an instant.

“…fly.”
To be continued...