Fallacy lies on the top of the high platform, looking at the two huge moons in the sky, where he relaxes his body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The number of Sang Zhefeng's Heroic Spirits in the chess game was increasing, but she was not worried. Although on the whole, the situation here is completely controlled by Sangzhefeng, but the fallacy is not worried.

Her purpose was to completely defeat Sanzhefeng from her mental defenses, not to use any physical means. So the moment Sang Zhefeng successfully pulled her into the chess game, she knew that she had lost this game.

However, her plan has also arrived.

Fallacy looked at the sky, and had completely given up the control of the undead below, and the character of these guys was naturally annihilated.

They're all useless anymore.

"I ...... How long has it been like this? I don't remember at all......" Fallacy slowly raised his hand, looked at the slender palms, and muttered: "A thousand years? 10,000 years? 100,000 years? Not at all impressed...... Maybe it's just for a moment......"

Fallacy slowly put his hand on his eyes, blocking out the faint light in front of him.

"What did the original scene look like?" The voice of the fallacy seemed slightly distorted, and some of the original, somewhat faded memories began to slowly appear in her mind.

Then...... It's beautiful all around...... There seem to be a lot of people...... It seems like...... It was as if those people were still by her side, accompanying her......

It was so beautiful back then...... It's really beautiful...... It's true......

"Why did I come here......"

yes, why did you come here? What are you for...... What do you really want...... Myself...... Myself......

She suddenly remembered that day, all the beauty around her was gone, only the flames, the heat, and death, everything was gone, nothing was gone, nothing was again, she only remembered that she still existed, and she knew that she existed.

Before her eyes, all the strangeness was gone, everything was gone, all perception was gone. But she knew she existed—like she never knew she existed, she really existed.

And at that moment, she seemed to see what was happening in front of her eyes.

No...... She just saw what was happening in front of her.

That's people...... It is God, the existence that has truly mastered its own existence, and it is the ultimate that cannot be understood.

She didn't know what it was because she couldn't understand it.

"You...... Who is it? ”

The fallacy removed her hand from her eyes, and the light of the moon in the sky fell from there again, reflecting on her.

"Really......" Fallacy sat up slowly, rubbing his head, "I don't think about these things......"

She slowly lifted her head, then looked at the "chessboard" below.

"Alright, our Sage." Fallacy stood up, eyes narrowing slightly.

"Don't you want to play chess? Then I'll play this game of chess well~"

As she said this, a dangerous glint suddenly appeared in her eyes.

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Sang Zhefeng walked slowly on the road, thinking about how to perfect the layout in order to successfully crush the fallacy.

According to his bad taste, it is natural to completely knock out his opponent from the heart and posture.

"By the way," Joan of Arc behind him suddenly clapped his hands and said, "What am I going to do?" ”

"Huh? What's wrong? After hearing Joan of Arc's words, Sang Zhefeng couldn't help but glance back at Joan of Arc curiously, and said, "Why did you suddenly say this?" ”

"I mean, the other Heroic Spirits have a place, why am I still following you?"

Joan of Arc squinted at Sang Zhefeng a little and said, "Are you looking down on me?" ”

Hearing this, Sang Zhefeng couldn't help but laugh dumbly, then he shook his head and said, "Of course not." Your words are my best adjustment to the Heroic Spirit. ”

"Regulating the Heroic Spirit?" Joan of Arc furrowed her eyebrows, but immediately she let out an "oh" and said, "That's where the problem is, I'll go up there." ”

"Bingo, it's a pity there are no rewards."

Sang Zhefeng said with a smile.

"Really." Joan of Arc looked a little helpless: "That fallacy doesn't send anyone to beat you, I am nervous all the time now, and it consumes a lot of physical strength." ”

Sang Zhefeng smiled and said, "Maybe she didn't find ......"

Sang Zhefeng suddenly paused, and he suddenly reacted, for the fallacy, he hadn't found out what kind of thing he was for so long.

He's got it......

He suddenly wanted to raise his head and say something, but the next moment, an attack with a huge wind pressure appeared in mid-air and suddenly pressed towards him.

At the same time, Sang Zhefeng also raised his hand high, and a dazzling light was flashing in it.

Then came a huge explosion and concussion like the end of the world.

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"Zhefeng!"

Heatham exclaimed as she looked at the terrifying light and the shocks that could indeed be felt at the edges, and then she immediately rolled over and ran towards the place where the shock was blowing.

But before she could take two steps, a figure stood in front of her.

"Let me pass!" Heatham shouted angrily at Twilight. Twilight hesitated, then shook her head.

"Nope."

"That guy is your husband! He's your lover! Are you so cold-blooded? ”

Twilight didn't speak, but she still held her arms open.

It's just that she has lowered her head.

Seeing the twilight rain in front of him, Heatham couldn't help but grit his teeth, then pushed her and said, "Let me pass." ”

As if she had lost all her strength, Twilight took a slight step to the side, giving way to Heatham.

Heatham looked at Twilight in surprise, but she didn't stand still for long, and she immediately ran in the direction of the game.

Twilight still looked a little distracted, but her eyes soon regained their sight.

"No, I can't. Can't let you go just yet. ”

She reached out and grabbed Heatham.

But the next moment, right in front of her eyes, she found that Heathem was gone.

It's like someone deleted it. (To be continued.) )