Jiang Li wore a homely plain shirt, leaned on the red lacquer corridor, put one leg on the trunk, and the other leg swayed casually on the side of the trunk. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He was holding a chess strategy in his hand, and he was looking at it attentively, and he didn't look up at Xin Yi.

His expression was very lazy, his night-like eyes were three points and five points cold, and he was born with a noble charm. He didn't wear a crown in his black hair, so he tied it behind his shoulders with a brocade belt, and there were still a few strands of leisurely fluttering around his sideburns.

The sky is bright, although it is not very bright. But there is a gentleman dressed like the moon, under the windy window, lined with the dry vermilion, if the fairy pen can't draw good-looking. From time to time, the crisp morning breeze blows, and the golden light of dawn coats his face little by little.

Everything fell into Xin Yi's eyes, but it only turned into a deep night.

Although the chess boy is a little weird, he will not come to the idle building of Feng Shui in the early morning to watch the chess strategy, and he can still bump into an hour point, which can stand in front of her Xinyi.

The charm in the ancestral hall of that day dissipated instantly, and a wisp of coldness swirled between Xin Yi's eyebrows: "The son is worthy of being a chess boy, and he came to ponder the chess game early in the morning." It's a pity that this building is used to town feng shui, if you accidentally put the luck of the son to win chess, it will be too wronged. ”

"Qingqing, you can't go in. As soon as Xin Yi's words fell, Jiang Li naturally responded, his head was not deviated, and his white fingertips leisurely turned over a page of the scroll.

Xin Yi's heart suddenly set off monstrous waves.

The world chess, the gamer, the person is counted as Kyushu. Jiang Li really knew everything. knew that she came to find Yuanchen, to force Yuanchen to confront the Lu family, and to protect the Gao family.

And since he already knew, he was still too obviously blocking the door, and he was so categorical that he told her that "I can't go in", Xin Yi's fingertips hidden in his plain jacket pierced into his palm.

Yesterday was still in the ancestral hall, the friendship was deep, and the peach was dying. Today is the Feng Shui Building, the two sides face each other, and there is a river called Interests that is too long in the middle.

The gentleman is still there, still looking like the moon, still calling Qingqing, but he can't take a step after all.

"Childe, what does this mean?" Xin Yi's tone was a little unstable, and the waves in her heart hit her heart fiercely, and her chest hurt terribly.

"Qingqing. Jiang Li finally put down the scroll, turned his head to look at Xin Yi, and his slightly frowning eyebrows were a little complicated, "You can't go in." ”

He only repeated this sentence. He had prepared a lot of sentences, which were seamless and full of flowers, and no one could escape his control. However, when facing her, he could only say this sentence.

It's like exhausting all your strength.

Looking at the woman's gradually white face, Jiang Li's fingertips clenched silently, and the scroll was pinched out of folds. However, his face remained unwavering, bordering on indifference.

At this moment, he is just a chess boy.

"Childe knows who I'm looking for. If you can't find him, the Gao family will have hundreds of lives......"

"Can't go in......"

"Why? Gongzi and the Gao family have no grievances and no hatred, are they ...... hard-hearted?"

"Can't go in. ”

"Yuanchen deserves to die, should everyone else die?

"Can't go in!"

Jiang Li suddenly let out a low roar, like a guillotine cutting off his head, with a clang. There is no majesty without any argument, no resistance is allowed, and the cold air of the forest is so cold that people's teeth are sour.

There was a dead silence in the courtyard.

Xin Yi fluttered her eyelashes in a trance, she thought it must be a dream. It's still a nightmare.

Why is Jiang Li opposite her, this makes her more afraid than what kind of player, chess player, wealth and murderer stand there. She didn't know what she was afraid of, but her legs were weak, and she was obviously there, but she couldn't walk towards him.

The end of the world is just a stone's throw away. A three-spring flower affair was abrupt, but it couldn't hide the dirty truth. In the chess game, there is only interests, and it has always been irrelevant to Fengyue, and the friendship is ridiculous.

Xin Yi understands that this is the way of the chess game and the rules of this game. No one can escape.

But she is the only one who is like a fool, obstinate, uncontrollable, and has a humble dream in her heart, about her and him, about treating each other sincerely, and about living up to this life.

Now, she had a premonition that the dream would be shattered overnight, only to realize that what she cherished was nothing more than a pile of stinking rotten things.

"Childe knows, don't you? I'm afraid that before me, Childe has already come to check: Yuanchen is in this building. Xin Yi felt like every word was squeezed out of her throat, and she was about to suffocate.

Jiang Li's eyes deepened, and he was grabbed again on the chess strategy: "Not bad." The round dust is hiding in this building. ”

Without half a hesitant answer, like a boulder smashing on the tip of Xin Yi's heart, she suddenly took a step back, and her tone was a little erratic: "Then, why?"

"Do you think that Yuanchen can clear up his grievances by showing up? Dali Temple has been decided, and more than a dozen people from the Gao family have been beheaded, and this feud has been settled. Unless you find the person who really killed Lu Jin, this injustice will not be cleared up at all. Jiang Li spoke eloquently, and his face did not fluctuate.

Xin Yi smiled bitterly: "I naturally understand, but I'm still unwilling." The family that was unwilling to shed the same blood as Wanxiu was unjustly gone. At least let Yuanchen come out and confront the Lu family. may seem to others to be a useless struggle, but he is a little Fulong, and he can always find a way to survive. ”

"Then have you ever thought about Yuanchen's own thoughts? He is Xiao Fulong, and he knows these benefits better than anyone else. Jiang Li shook his head, "But why did he hide, Ren Gao's family was beheaded more than a dozen, and there was no movement?"

Xin Yi's eyes were blurred, and a cold pulse was thin.

She didn't understand what Yuanchen was thinking. What she was afraid of was that Yuanchen herself didn't know what she was thinking.

What I am afraid of in a chess game is not that I am playing the wrong chess, but that I can't tell whether I am playing wrong or right.

Even if you know all the solutions and know all the stakes, you can't control your actions with reason.

Deceive oneself as well as others. Bring about one's own destruction. There is a knife on the head of the love word, and the human heart is quite unreasonable after all.

"At the very least, I'm going to see him and talk to him. If he's uncertain, maybe I can clear the fog. If he really loses his feelings, I respect his intentions. I can't just watch the fire from the other side. Xin Yi took a deep breath and stepped forward with the embroidered shoes that had been stagnant for a long time, "Please also ask Gongzi not to stand in the way of Ziqing." ”

Xin Yi walked forward step by step, with resolute steps and no hesitation.

She didn't dare to look at Jiang Li's expression in front of her at all. She didn't dare.

What she is afraid of is not Jiang Li's anger or anger, what she is afraid of is her own vacillation.

However, a dull sound startled her to a steep pace.

The chess game flew into the air and inserted itself into the pillars of the cloister.

The pillar has been set aside for many years and has decayed, so as long as there is a little martial arts foundation, the scroll can be inserted into the pillar two inches, and the mottled red paint will fall down.

Xin Yi's pupils contracted instantly.

If the scroll were a knife, she took a step forward, and it was not the pillar that was inserted, but her chest.

He was the one who held the knife. The tip of the knife was aimed at her.