In the end, the fairy world is vast and there are few people, and the gods rarely walk around except for things to visit, except for those who have a heart, of course. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info so there is now this tea party.

Every once in a while, it is held by one god, and the nine come and go in a cycle, and there is this unwritten rule. This time the owner is Hongmeng.

No matter what the reason, you can't sweep away the interest of other gods, and of course, you can't lose your own face.

The feeling of panic has passed, and then he suppressed his uneasiness again, and had a good talk with Yu Xushou, and the other party's crazy happy face was particularly unsightly in his eyes, so he no longer kept it, and the other party showed defeat in three or two clicks.

Winning a stinky chess basket, although Hongmeng was not happy, his mood was much more comfortable.

"Zichuan Immortal Friend, would you like to come to a game?"

Zi Chuan put down the scroll in his hand and raised his eyebrows invisibly, what bad mood did he want to express in the chess game? So does he want to do it or not?

"It's better to be respectful than to obey."

Everyone in the fairy world knows that Hongmeng and Zichuan are masters in chess, but Zichuan is not as good as Hongmeng, and it takes ten games to win three games, even so, it is a pretty good record.

It's just because in this immortal world, no one has ever won Hongmeng except Zichuan, which is why Yuxu is so happy that he gets carried away, even if he is killed at this time, it will not affect his good mood.

Hongmeng's chess path is gentle, like a spring breeze supporting willows, and the flowers are fragrant everywhere it passes, and the opponent's life has been left behind between talking and laughing. As for Zichuan, it is estimated that Hongmeng can't say anything to summarize.

You think he is decisive on the sofa, but the next step is sticky and greasy, and he can't get rid of it and run not far, which is a headache. But if he is passive and defensive, and his actions are gentle, he can't say so completely absolutely.

In short, it's a good opponent, but if you want to win yourself, hehe, you still have to make up for the homework of thousands of years.

Hongmeng is as confident and calm as ever, and has changed the chess path of the past, and the small chessboard is instantly murderous, and there is a momentum of killing the Quartet without leaving any armor.

Looking at the other side of Zichuan, it is completely unaffected, you are fast and I am slow, you are slow and I am slower than you, in short, I will never make you comfortable.

Maybe it's a bad premonition that really disturbs the mind, Hongmeng is anxious to win the chess game to appease the uneasy heart, but there is an opponent who doesn't want you to be happy even if he lives or dies, so in the sticky and greasy, Zichuan won without much effort.

"Oh, Zichuan Immortal's chess skills are good! Hongmeng, you have regressed when you see the sky, keep up the good work! Continue! ”

Yuxu laughed loudly, the moonfire on the side did not choke this time, and Zichuan was happy to beat her. In her thoughts, the two of them are the closest, no matter what, only they are new gods, and they will be promoted together, and the friendship should be different.

Don't think of the gods too highly, the immortal power is indeed a time few people can match, but once a person stands on a high place, it is easy to swell and not see himself clearly.

These nine gods have lived for thousands of years, almost the same life as heaven and earth, but they will not swell, no matter how much thought they have, they can't withstand the corrosion and grinding of the years, and in the end they can only be calm.

But there must always be something in life that can be cared about, so the nature of human beings is competitive, and the character of caring about winning or losing is so prominent.

Like the two gods who are more murderous like the Heaven Killer and the Spirit Emperor, they have to fight from time to time, and the others are basically pulled to watch every time, and after winning, they can be happy and high-spirited for a while.

And the loser will rack his brains, sleep restlessly, and try to beat the other party in the next competition, so the cycle is like this.

Therefore, don't look at Hongmeng sent the immortals out with a light smile, and returned to his palace to crush the two best Rui beast ornaments, which was not enjoyable, and followed the hardest things, and went around the entire palace, and almost dug out the spiritual jade foundation that could be seen to practice.

So the entire Hongmeng Palace, covered with colorful powder, can be regarded as the palace master who has relieved his breath, flicked his sleeves, the powder disappeared cleanly, except for the lack of a lot of ornaments, the palace is no different.

Closing his eyes, a black eagle flew into the palace and landed at Hongmeng's feet, leaning up on his small head disproportionate to his body, waiting for his master to speak.

"Go to the Nether, what to do, don't need me to remind you." The black eagle made a very anthropomorphic motion, nodded, turned and flew away. Far away from the fairy world, he transformed into a tall man in black.

Zichuan smiled and watched in his palace, how many years, he was never in a hurry, he didn't act, he only let the people of the lower realm do anything wrong, Hongmeng was very calm, this time, it was a mess! It's up to you how you act.

As long as it is chaotic, as long as it moves, as long as the water is muddy, he is not afraid that he will not make a mistake, as long as there is a mistake, the way of heaven will always be waiting for him!

Put away the eyes of the sky, Zichuan lay on the couch on his side, beating the beat again and again, the days were boring, why didn't he think it before? I don't know what Tong Tong did to make this 10,000-year-old fox, a smiling tiger, change his face.

I want to know...... The most important thing is, how can you think of her so much? Alas, the whole person became irritable!

Zichuan is not lying down, half-lying and half-sitting, and in the end he can only enter his own Sumeru mustard seeds, so where is there still a little taste of her, so he can only comfort himself like this.

While walking among the flower fields, Zi Chuan was aware of the space of the voyeur Tong Tong, and his face slowly turned green from porcelain white, more and more green, and the green turned black.

Tong Tong, she actually raised a man behind her back? Why is the taste so important? Men who like transvestism? A dignified man, dressed in women's clothes, bewitching, what kind of body is it?

No way! We must strangle this perverted man in the cradle when Tong Tong can't find out!

Zi Chuan, who was in a hurry, didn't care that he couldn't appear in the child's space, whether it was his consciousness or his body. Speaking of which, he had to pluck a tear of sympathy for himself.

He completely exposed his Sumeru mustard authority in front of Tong Tong, even if she demolished everything, he would only applaud, but Tong Tong, she just couldn't let him come and go in her space at will, saying yes, women's private space, men stopped!

But what's going on with this heavy-mouthed man? Zi Chuan, who forcibly stuffed his divine consciousness into the childlike space, experienced a terrible pull of the space barrier, if it wasn't for the childlike spirit to reflect in time and let go of the ban, Zi Chuan would have suffered a lot even if he was a god.

"How can you be so reckless? Don't you want to come and go? The last time you went to Wuyi, your body was very smooth, how did you change it this time? ”

Zichuan's divine consciousness phantom shook, can he say that he was crying stupidly? Completely forgot that there was a way back, this was definitely the most embarrassing thing he couldn't remember before he was alive!

How does Zi Chuan know that there is no demeanor at all, like a stunned young man who has done all the things for his lover, there are still many times!