The past events are connected together, which is extremely terrifying.

Meng Fan couldn't help but have an illusion, as if someone had pulled a line on him, and then pulled him to keep walking, but no matter how he went, he couldn't leave Qingqiu City.

Was everything already laid out?

From the distance they were arrested, he came to Qingqiu to find them, and now ......

Everything he has gained, the so-called serendipitous creation...... Is it really "raised".

Otherwise, how could it go so smoothly?

Meng Fan looked at Bai Shanyue.

"Qiandeng is proficient in the art of chess deduction. Bai Shanyue raised her hand and pointed to Tingyulou, "This technique can communicate Qingqiu's luck and deduce unknown things, Shanyue also learned that he laid out a chess game of life and death after the assassination of the city lord, the whole city is a chessboard, everyone in the city is a chess piece, and the chess game went extremely smoothly at the beginning, until ......"

Bai Shanyue looked at Meng Fan: "Until your appearance, the chess game began to get out of control repeatedly, when Shanyue left the City Lord's Mansion, he rarely performed chess game deduction, and thought that this chess game ended in vain...... Even myself, I'm afraid that he has calculated it. ”

"Including everyone present, it should be in his calculations. ”

Bai Shanyue's words made everyone present shocked, especially Fennel, remembering some of the things she had been involved in recently, the Black Dragon Gate invaded the Yuxian Sect, and she wanted to build a money village there, Fu Luer appeared at the right time to find her trouble, and then Meng Fan made a move......

This incident is extremely closely related to cause and effect, and it is as if she borrowed her hand to push Meng Fan out!

"Brother, my sister has done something wrong!" Fennel suddenly woke up, "I shouldn't have interfered in the matter of the Black Dragon Gate!"

"I seem to have done a lot of things wrong, too!"

"I also seem to have done something wrong!"

"Was this all planned in advance?"

It's not just fennel, white clouds, white as smoke, even parrots...... They all suddenly felt that they had done something wrong, what they did, but everything related to Meng Fan seemed to be smart and clever at the time, but now in retrospect, they were like accomplices, pushing Meng Fan to the current situation!

Pushed in front of a thousand lights!

As long as Meng Fan is "raised", Qiandeng will be harvested immediately!

Isn't it time now?

In fact, not only a few of them, but other people who were not present were in the same situation, such as Zhou Yutong, she was personally involved in several major events...... Pushed Meng Fan out little by little!

Everyone's hearts beat violently, and then they remembered Qiandeng's face that was definitely not gloomy, and it was suddenly eerie and terrifying!

Meng Fan's fingers tapped lightly on his forehead, and he suddenly laughed.

"If some things have to be involved in a certain matter, you can more or less find a trace of cause and effect, don't think too much, everyone knows my situation more or less, for example, when I walked out of Pig's Trotter Mountain, I was also in his plan?

Meng Fan looked around at everyone and continued: "Playing chess! There are wins and losses, he set up a chess game and played the first move, it doesn't mean that he can win, everything in this secret room is what he can expect?"

Meng Fan swept his gaze over Yu Yanshan and the little white fox.

Then he raised his eyes and looked in one direction, there were still four stone men with big swords standing in the square, their years of existence were several times more than the age of Qiandeng, and they were definitely not under his control!

If you think too much, you will be confused!

Meng Fan said word by word: "Impossible!"

The voice echoed in the secret room, and everyone's mood slowly calmed down, if Qiandeng was really so powerful, even if it was a last resort, wouldn't it be a god?

Some things are indeed beyond the expectations of a thousand lights!

"He wants to play chess, so let's play with him. Meng Fan took a deep breath, his eyes flashed with bright light, "Next, some things still have to be done, the little white fox must be rescued, Bai Qianqiu's predecessors must also recover, and some things on the bright side must also be done step by step, let's break his life-and-death chess game step by step!"

Before long, the night had completely faded.

But there was still a lot of dense fog left in last night, and a layer of gray-black clouds was densely covered over Qingqiu City, giving people a very depressing feeling.

"Do you want to go see Meng Fan today?"

Zhou Yutong pushed open the attic window, frowned at the bad weather outside, stretched out his white jade hand, and a snowflake fell to the palm of his hand, cold and cold, and when he withdrew his hand, the snowflake had already melted.

"Don't let the snow fall...... Not to ...... Seal the mountain!"

Zhou Yutong closed the window tightly, not daring to look at the outside world again.

The ghost fog was in Zhou Yutong's residence not far away, curled up in the quilt, looking sick, and cursed: "Let Lao Tzu smell the breath of the five ghosts, isn't it ...... to make this body sick?"

Qi Fatzi and the others really gathered in the room, discussing how to rectify Meng Fan and how to take back Zhou Yutong's heart.

Zuo Shidao knelt in a corner of the room, muttering something reverently.

Suddenly, the wooden chair that Qi Fat Man was sitting on broke his leg, and Qi Fat Man fell to the ground with a thud......

Qing Ling was in the exclusive secret room of the Ziyang Palace, and he was concentrating on cultivation, but he opened his eyes inexplicably, and he was restless for a while, and it took a long time to enter the state......

Everything that was bad seemed to have been brought about by the fog of last night.

"Lord of the city, there is no one in the residence of Fu Gongzi. ”

"Fu Gongzi went out of the city with two strong men last night. ”

"The ancient dragon crocodile of the Ziyang Palace also went out of the city before him. ”

"Fu Gongzi came back in a dragon crocodile...... He should live in the Ziyang Palace......"

Qian Deng sat in the listening rain building, listened to the report, waved his hand with a calm face, and let people retreat, and then he walked to the window with his sleeves and looked at the Ziyang Palace shrouded in cold fog, and suddenly the deep color on his face was no longer there, but hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile.

"Ripe ......"

Qiandeng turned around and walked down the Tingyu Tower, and the city lord's mansion prepared a carriage.

Qiandeng went to the Ziyang Palace on this gloomy morning.

"Senior Bai, are you ready?"

In Meng Fan's cultivation room, only Meng Fan and the parrot were left, and Bai Qianqiu's body was lying on the stone platform.

There were four paintings hanging around Bai Qianqiu's body, depicting the pattern of the four spirits, and the parrot sat on top of the body like a human cultivator.

And those four paintings were snatched by Meng Fan from the dungeon.

"That's it!"

The parrot nodded, then closed its eyes.

Meng Fan pinched his hands and injected a large amount of Four Spirit Qi into the painting, and the four paintings emitted bursts of mysterious fluctuations, causing the surrounding air to shake and distort......

(End of chapter)