Seeing a small pavilion in front of her, she wanted to rest in the pavilion and wait for Lan Xiu by the way.

All the way to the flowers and willows, I saw the small pavilion in sight,

It is said that it is a small pavilion, in fact, it is not small, there are three houses in the world, the green jade bucket eaves, divided into octagonal, there is a white yarn floating in the breeze on the pavilion, and there are two people sitting opposite each other in the pavilion through the white yarn......

Outside the pavilion is a rockery, beside the rockery there is a green bamboo, the scenery is secluded.

It turned out that there were already people here, so she still didn't go in and bother.

Luo Qingyu sighed secretly, and wanted to turn around, when he suddenly heard someone in the pavilion laughing softly: "Shiyin, you have won again." Can't you just let me? ”

The voice was crisp and charming, but Luo Qingyu's body froze suddenly, and he slowly turned his head and looked at the pavilion.

I only heard the sound of 'clicking' in the pavilion, like a jade falling chessboard, and a voice said lightly: "The chess field is like a battlefield, so naturally you can't let it." Yan Chi, your chess skills still need to be improved. ”

The sound is like a clear spring flowing water, clear and cold, flowing through the air.

Luo Qingyu's legs suddenly became a little weak!

There is a big stone on the chest, but a heart is jumping happily under the stone, as if it is about to jump out of the throat!

After a year, she finally heard his voice again!

Every day, I think about his voice and think crazy, and now she finally hears it!

But she would rather hear than his voice at this moment...... I'd rather hear it wrong!

He was imprisoned in the twenty-eight heavens for many years, and he was mad about him, what about him? But he has the leisure to play chess with Yan Chi here!

At the moment of life and death, Yan Chi's performance in the stone formation can still make him unable to recognize Yan Chi's true face?!

Luo Qingyu only felt that his breath was choking in his throat, and he couldn't go up or down.

She used her eyes to look inside the pavilion, and it happened that a gust of wind passed by, lifting the white veil floating on the pavilion, revealing the two people playing in the pavilion.

A person in a white robe like snow, three thousand green silk scattered, handsome facial features can capture the light of the sun and the moon, he sat there, with a white child in his hand, the cold and dusty temperament made the heaven and earth seem to lose color, it was the emperor Shiyin.

The woman sitting opposite him was wearing a lilac Luo skirt, tall, with a beautiful face, beautiful and elegant, her hair was tied in an ancient bun, and a jasper hairpin was inserted obliquely, which was Yan Chi.

A ceiling floated into the hall along the veil and landed on the shoulders of Emperor Shiyin's clothes, Yan Chi stretched out his fingers and flicked it lightly for him, and the petals fell faintly......

Luo Qingyu only felt that one of his hearts also fell with the petals, and fell straight into the bottomless abyss-

Emperor Shiyin raised her eyebrows slightly, and her body moved slightly, as if she wanted to avoid it, but finally sat upright again, letting her brush off the fallen flowers on her clothes......

The picture is warm, but it is extremely dazzling in Luo Qingyu's eyes.

She stood there in a daze, as if she had fallen straight from heaven to the boundless hell, and she wanted to speak, but there seemed to be something blocked in her throat, and she couldn't speak for a while.

The feeling is indescribable. It was as if he had been pushed into the crater of a volcano, and even breathing became extremely difficult......