Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 red envelope crazy flip" must be seen, how can the red envelope not be robbed, set the alarm clock ang~

Completely unaware of what was going on, I just flew out. The moment I flew out, I seemed to see a colorful aura flickering like a neon light on the entire chess world, which was extremely beautiful.

But I immediately lost the mood to enjoy the view, and the high-speed flight made me cling to the glass wall, and my bones hurt against it. And the inside of this chess piece is still very smooth, and there is no possibility that I will fix myself somewhere. I didn't know where I was going to fly, so I was afraid to shrink myself into a ball as much as I could, hoping that this would reduce the damage from the impact when I landed.

Fragments of the chess world fluttered and scattered around me, white and checkered pieces whizzing by. In the gap between the debris I saw that everything around me was black, like a black hole, swallowing up all the light.

Soon, though, the flying debris stopped, and only the piece I was in flew forward with me. It seems that time stands still for everything except me.

Without a sound, I could only watch myself fly out of the debris and fall into the black hole alone.

I looked back at the fragments, and it was as if they had suddenly become conscious and thought, and began to flutter and gather together. They give me the feeling of being like a school of small fish in the ocean, swimming together. Gradually, I found that little by little they were merging together and reassembling the chess world.

Soon more than half of the board appeared. But that colorful aura suddenly flickered on the assembled chessboard, and the originally assembled chessboard suddenly scattered into countless pieces. Even though the fragments are still being spliced together, and the aura is getting weaker and weaker, I can still see that the aura has greatly slowed down the recovery of the chess world.

But at this point, it seems like I should take care of my own situation first. I flew farther and farther away from the chess world, which I couldn't see at all, and now seemed to me as big as a piece of pizza. However, the pizza was changing from twelve inches to six inches, and it looked like it was about to be put together, and the five-colored halo did not appear again. I watched the six-inch pizza rapidly shrink, and I was a little afraid that the only bit of white in the black would disappear. I don't know if it's done in the chess world, because it's so far away that I can't see the debris scattered around the chess world.

Just when the chess world finally became a cookie in my eyes, I was suddenly thrown out of nowhere by a force that came out of nowhere. This time it wasn't me with the chess piece, it was just me, who slid directly through the center of the chess piece from the place next to the glass wall and hit the glass at the other end.

"Shhh

Just when I was wondering if I would die here, I noticed that the cookies in front of me had grown bigger. I'm flying back at a speed no less than when I flew out.

That's great. I thought I'd get lost in this place.

I suddenly felt a sense of relief, and the little tension in my heart instantly relaxed.

But before I could relax, I couldn't see anything.

That's right, nothing can be seen.

I don't know if you've ever been in a place where there isn't any light, but I'm here right now. One second he was staring at that point of light in the chess world, and now he can't see anything. Really, this pitch black is not darkness. It is not a night where there is moonlight, and heavy shadows can be seen; It's not that you close your eyes, so you can still see countless things like points of light. It's pure black, and even if you try to keep your eyes open and put your hand in front of you, what you can "see" is still pure black. It's so dark that you suspect you didn't even open your eyes.

Time becomes particularly slow when a person does not have both sight and hearing. It's so slow that it makes you want to go crazy.

I don't know how long it has been.

So when I felt the light, I put my hands over my eyes. I can't tell where the light came from, but I still feel bad.

It was a long time before I dared to put my hand down.

To my surprise, it was still night, and I was still trapped in the black chess pieces. The two guys were gone, and I was held in the palm of my hand with a bamboo pole. There was a figure in white standing opposite the bamboo pole, needless to say, I also knew that it was Mr. Yu.

The bamboo pole was stopped by Mr. Yu at the door of the Jade Garden, and he didn't care, looking down at the chess pieces in his hand, or rather looking at me. He raised his other hand and tapped it on the piece with his index finger. A silver star was punched in and hung directly on a strand of my hair. If it weren't for the wrong time, I'd definitely be happy to have such a nice hair accessory. But now...... I was hesitating to take it off when I found myself floating, floating in mid-air as if I were no longer bound by gravity.

"What is this?" I looked at the bamboo pole, but he didn't speak, just made a silent gesture at me. Then he looked at the other side and said something.

That's when I realized I still couldn't hear. I could only watch the bamboo pole and Mr. Yu talking, both of them were calm, no, Mr. Yu was a facial paralysis type, all of them looked calm as if they were memorizing papers. I couldn't tell from their expressions what they were talking about, I couldn't lip read, and I couldn't know what they were talking about.

So in my feeling, they just had a good talk, but this bamboo pole, which I have never been very welcome, suddenly threw the chess pieces in his hand into the air. This is definitely revenge! Did this brain-dead forget that I was still in the chess pieces?!

I thought I was still going to be slapped against the glass wall by inertia, but I found that I was still suspended in a chess piece. As soon as I drift in either direction, there is a gentle force that pushes me towards the very center of the piece, leaving me hanging there. I'm not going to get knocked into the glass anymore, but that's the shackles. I couldn't change my position, I couldn't even move in the direction I wanted to go. I'm locked in this position by a disembodied yoke.

What a hassle. I slowly tried to turn my body, and it was much harder than usual to move without the feeling of gravity. Luckily, I moved to a vantage point where I could see below.

The two people who were originally talking calmly fought below, and it is estimated that they started when I was thrown into the sky.

Originally, it stands to reason that I couldn't see the movements of the people below when I flew so high. But the silver stars hanging from my hair burst out with a thin layer of silver light, which stuck to my eyes. Instead of blurring my vision, I was able to see everything underneath clearly.

Countless colored points of light are dancing around the bamboo poles. Vivid red, calm deep gold, smart light blue, bright turquoise, and dazzling gray silver. Five colored dots of light dance around the bamboo pole and Mr. Jade, forming various symbolic patterns. Some are a sword, which slashes at Mr. Jade head-on; Some of them were spears, stabbing at each other. There were also all sorts of weapons that I couldn't name, all of which were murderous and shot at Mr. Yu.

Mr. Yu didn't have any weapons in his hands. However, although he was empty-handed, his movements were crisp. Every point of light weapon that slashed at him was tapped with his finger at a point before it could hurt him. It's strange to say, it's obviously the same place, and the point that Mr. Yu points with his hand must be the weakest point. So even if the attack of the bamboo pole looked huge, Mr. Yu, who was besieged, did not look like he had anything to do, and walked towards the bamboo pole step by step with a paralyzed expression.

I guess the bamboo pole won't win at least if it goes on like this.

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