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A handsome and extraordinary man, dressed in a cyan robe, sat on a stone chair in front of the hut, looking at the chessboard in front of him, his perfect facial features like a knife carving were slightly constricted, motionless, contemplative.

A small somersault cloud flew out of the hut, and the little fairy on the cloud smiled and wanted to speak—and then covered his mouth and quietly retreated into the corner.

Master doesn't like to be disturbed when he plays chess, so he'd better go back to the hut first. The little fairy Weng just thought so-

Suddenly, there were signs of fluctuations in the barrier outside—someone was coming!

The white eyebrows of the immeasurable immortal frowned slightly, and the small somersault cloud flew up and flew out.

After a while, he hurriedly flew back, with a slightly panicked expression, and lowered his voice and said, "Master, don't ask here!" ”

Hearing this, Wufeng Immortal Venerable frowned, put down the chess pieces in his hand, and asked in a nice voice, "Is he the only one?" Or is it a group of people following? ”

The immeasurable immortal replied, "Only his personal guard, Mo Rebellion." ”

Wufeng Immortal Venerable had a cold face, his big white hand was placed on the stone table, and he slowly pinched it into a fist, but slowly let go.

"Let them in."

There had been no news from there, and he had been waiting for several days, but there was still no news. But they can't take the initiative to go out, let alone ask around, otherwise they will startle the snake.

The immeasurable immortal frowned and muttered a few times, his face full of reluctance.

That guy must not have been a good thing as soon as he came to the door. Didn't he say that he went back to the Heavenly Palace? How to have free time!

He and his master had only been back to Xiaoling Mountain quietly for a few days, and the two of them hid in Xiaoling Mountain, and no news had been circulated, let alone contact with anyone. That hypocrite even knows!

As soon as he thought of his hypocritical and disgusting face, the immeasurable immortal was angry!

The Windless Immortal Venerable glanced at him, and said angrily: "How did the teacher teach you, don't write your feelings on your face at will, and not in your eyes!" Don't forget, your master is still in his hands, and everything must be handled carefully. ”

"At this point, you are much worse than Wuchen and Xiaoshi'er! They can deal with him quietly, and they can even drink tea and eat together and chat. Joy is invisible, anger is not visible, if you can't figure out this truth at a young age, then you will live in vain! ”

The immeasurable immortal bowed his head aggrievedly and replied in a low voice: "Apprentice...... If you know that you are wrong, you must learn from the dustless apprentice and the obedient disciple Sun Duoduo when you turn around. ”

Windless Immortal Venerable glared at him and snorted, "Remember your heart. ”

After a pause, he gestured outside and said, "Go out and invite them in, don't make him suspicious for too long." ”

The little somersault cloud hurriedly flew outside.

After a while, the immeasurable immortal led Mo Wen and Mo Yi and flew in together.

Mo Wen was dressed in a golden robe, noble and generous, smiling and chatting with the immeasurable immortals, while Mo Wei stiffened his cold face and bowed his head to his side.

The Immeasurable Immortal pointed to the Windless Immortal Venerable who was leisurely playing chess in front of the hut, and said with a gentle smile: "Master, he is playing chess alone. ”

Mo Wen looked over with a side face, and saw that the back of the man in the green robe was as handsome as the wind, elegant and cold, and tall as a pine. His long jet-black hair fluttered, but his tall body was motionless, calm as a mountain. The back was so familiar, so clear—it made his heart tremble!

Once upon a time, he also sat outside the pavilion like this, walking chess and drinking tea elegantly by himself, with his ink hair fluttering and his back handsome, like a beautiful landscape painting.

His heart was pounding, his eyes were like glue, and he stared at the familiar cold back, and the expression on his face was inexplicable.

The Immeasurable Immortal flew forward and said to the Windless Immortal Venerable: "Master, the outer enchantment was loosened just now, and it turned out that the Emperor was here. The apprentice went inside to make tea. ”

The Windless Immortal Venerable slowly put down the chess pieces in his hand, looked up at the little immortal Weng, and said a soft "um".

The little somersault cloud flew into the hut.

Mo Wen stepped forward, lifted his clothes and sat on the stone bench opposite the Windless Immortal Venerable, and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I've played chess with you...... It's been more than 100,000 years! ”

Wufengjun's face was slightly cold, he glanced at him, and continued to look at the chessboard.

Mo Wen narrowed his eyes and muttered: "I remember that back then, we always played chess in the pavilion of the Heavenly Palace Imperial Garden, and occasionally a game of chess would take three or four days. You and I talked eloquently, chatted and talked about the ground, while drinking tea and playing chess. From time to time, I pondered, from time to time I fought and fought, occasionally gently and gently like the wind, and occasionally like a violent wind...... When you play chess, you're like your people. ”

Wufeng Xianzun didn't raise his head, kept staring at the chessboard, and said elegantly: "Chess is like character, and the style of chess is also the style of people. ”

Mo asked, stared at him thoughtfully, and slowly nodded and replied: "Yes, what a person does and how he does it are all the embodiment of his character style." ”

After a pause, he reached forward, picked up a chess box in front of Wufeng, placed it straight in front of him, picked up a chess piece, and gently lowered it.

The Windless Immortal Venerable glanced at him, did not speak, lowered his head and continued to play.

Neither of them spoke again, one black and one white, walking on the chessboard, if it weren't for each other's faint breathing, the faint sound of birdsong outside, everything would be so quiet.

The immeasurable immortal flew out of the hut, watching them playing chess, his eyes moved slightly, and after putting down the fragrant tea, he didn't bother and flew back to the hut again.

Mo Yi stood in the corner, like an invisible person, motionless, his breath silent, as if he did not exist.

It wasn't until sunset in the west that Mo Wen put down the last chess piece and said, "I won." The words were slow, and there was a vague smile on his lips.

The Windless Immortal Venerable was not annoyed or angry, his eyes were as light as level, and he let out a soft "um", and his eyes drooped.

Mo Wen stood up gracefully and said with a smile: "I heard from the Immeasurable Immortal earlier that your trip to the wilderness went well, so I am relieved. It's better to come and see it in person, and your heart will be at ease. ”

The Windless Immortal Venerable didn't speak, and his face was cold.

Mo Wen turned around and stepped forward-

"Is my lady's eye disease getting better?" Wufeng asked.

Mo Wen stopped, but didn't answer, and after a long time, he let out a soft "um" and flew out.

As soon as Mo Yi saw his master flying away, he also flew up and followed behind.

"Master, is he pretending to be garlic?"

"No, he's a frank man. In addition, he was still angry and resentful of me, and I knew about it when he was playing chess. ”

Mo Yi thought for a while and asked coldly, "Who could that be?" Xuan Wuchen? ”

Mo Wen shook his head lightly and replied, "It's not like ...... Who is the other group of people? ”

"Master, what should we do next?"

"Don't be impatient and wait and see what happens."

A few days later, the immortals of Yunmeng Valley went to the immortal caves and presented the "Cloud Fruit" that was ripe for a thousand years in Yunmeng Valley.

Today, he brought a basket of cloud and mist fruits to the foot of Xiaoling Mountain. Mo Wen stopped, but didn't answer, and after a long time, he let out a soft "um" and flew out.

As soon as Mo Yi saw his master flying away, he also flew up and followed behind.

"Master, is he pretending to be garlic?"

"No, he's a frank man. In addition, he was still angry and resentful of me, and I knew about it when he was playing chess. ”

Mo Yi thought for a while and asked coldly, "Who could that be?" Xuan Wuchen? ”

Mo Wen shook his head lightly and replied, "It's not like ...... Who is the other group of people? ”

"Master, what should we do next?"

"Don't be impatient and wait and see what happens."

A few days later, the immortals of Yunmeng Valley went to the immortal caves and presented the "Cloud Fruit" that was ripe for a thousand years in Yunmeng Valley.

Today, he brought a basket of cloud and mist fruits to the foot of Xiaoling Mountain.