Chapter Twenty-Seven: There Is No Protagonist in the Face of Fate

Lest Lian Youyou suspect that the person in Duanmu Qingchen's body can only purse his lips and not say a word, so as not to respond to all changes, take a step, and observe a step.

So, he nodded to Lianyou: "Yes." ”

Lian You raised her lips and smiled: "Okay! With a wave of her snow sleeves, all the points of light dissipated, the huge world of the Celestial Instrument became a blank, and the black world became clean, like a chessboard overturning, and everything was repeated.

"To be fair, let's let the Celestial Instrument choose someone. Lian Youyou said, snapping his fingers at the dark world, "Tianjiyi, you choose someone, we will decide its fate tonight, the old rule, the fate of the chosen person tonight must change dramatically!"

"Hum—" A heavy hum rang out from the entire dark world, as if a mountain that had been dormant for a thousand years was slowly waking up.

Suddenly, the light appeared, forming a giant black chessboard, the light and shadow on the chessboard kept flickering, "Bang!" There was only light and shadow left on the chessboard, this person who was chosen by the Heavenly Machine Instrument, tonight's fate will become a game between the two gods.

This light and shadow stood on the empty chessboard, and it looked like a young girl. A row of words appeared above the girl: Li Juanlan, tonight, dead.

"Oh - it looks like murder, huh...... It's kind of interesting. Lian Youyou looked at Duanmu Qingchen, who had been watching her, "Tonight we are going to change the fate of this girl, I win, she lives, you win, she dies, how about it?"

Duanmu Qingchen's golden eyes were stunned for a moment, and narrowed slightly: "Her fate was to die tonight, this game is in my favor, are you sure you want to attack me?"

"Poof. Lian Youyou smiled evilly, "Yes~~ I like to attack you~~ I am a female god of war and love to attack." ”

Duanmu Qingchen looked at the evil smile on Lian Youyou's face, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Lian Youyou's face was full of confidence: "I like to challenge difficult things. Moreover, seeing that you should be ten thousand years old, and your skills are a little rusty, if I stand in a favorable position, I will deceive you. ”

Duanmu Qingchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, his previous words were just polite. His expression was much more relaxed than Fang Cai, and his body moved, and he walked to Lian Youyou's side, leaning down to look at her: "And then?"

Lian Youyou glanced at him and smiled: "Everyone's fate is actually related to many people. ”

Lian Youyou waved the sleeves of his robe again, and immediately, thousands of rays of light shot out of Li Juanlan's light and shadow, and the people connected to these rays appeared on the chessboard one by one, and between them, a new light was formed, and in an instant, a complex network of light had been formed on the huge dark chessboard! The originally empty chessboard was also covered by light points again in the blink of an eye.

"The chess of fate, playing is heartbeat and exciting, let's add a little difficulty, don't listen to their hearts, only when their minds flicker, hesitate and hesitate, we push them, but I don't know whether to push good, or evil, this random push, will change this whole piece of the web of fate. Lian Youyou pointed to the fate light network in front of her, there was only one Li Juanlan, but there were so many people related to her fate.

Duanmu Qingchen nodded after hearing this, and also agreed: "If we know his heart, we will know his thoughts, and you and I will make a choice for him, so that the chess game will indeed become boring." ”

Lian Youyou shook his head: "Not bad~~Not bad~~~In this way, there is a randomness, and randomness is a chance that our true gods can't control." ”

Duanmu Qingchen immediately looked puzzled: "But if we don't push the difference, this ordinary person will eventually have their own choice, what is the role of this game?"

"Why? Naturally, it's a random accident. Lian Youyou pushed his hand, "With this push, the direction in which we launch may be the same as this mortal's original decision, but it may also be contrary." Usually, it is the decision made by mortals themselves, but today, mortals, we, in fact, cannot make decisions, this is called: random. ”

A hint of clarity appeared in Duanmu Qingchen's golden pupils. He understood that originally, it was indeed autonomous by mortals, but today, because of the existence of their mysterious pushers, mortals cannot be autonomous, everything has become unknown and random, and this game of fate has become more thrilling.

This randomness is actually beneficial to him. Because Li Juanlan's fate has been decided. If Lian Youyou knew the mind of the chess piece, she might be able to reverse the situation, but now she doesn't know, it is even more difficult to reverse this fate.

As Lian Youyou said, their push may be the same as the original fate, and the lifeline in front of them will not change in any way. And if it is pushed out, it is contrary to the original fate, and the current lifeline will inevitably change. And this life net can be said to affect the whole body, and tonight, the two gods may not know the fate of this Li Juanlan.

Sure enough, interesting.

Lian Youyou smiled at Duanmu Qingchen's golden eyes: "Now, can you start?"

Duanmu Qingchen's golden eyes were half-narrowed, and a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay." ”

Lian Youyou turned around and raised his snow sleeves, and immediately, the various colors of light and shadow on the black chessboard suddenly became black and white, and two small doors appeared on the left and right of the light net, black was the door of death, and white was the door of life.

"Heizi is the person who pushed Li Juanlan into the door of death, he is your chess piece, and Baizi is the person who can pull Li Juanlan out of the door of death, and he is my chess piece. We can only use our own chess pieces to change the fate of this Li Juanlan. Lian Youyou stared at Duanmu Qingchen's golden eyes.

Duanmu Qingchen blinked his eyes and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't black for evil, white for good?"

"Snort. Lian Youyou chuckled, "How can a chess piece see good and evil? A person has good intentions, but he has done bad things, is he evil? This may be the mystery of fate." ”

Eternals was silent in Duanmu Qingchen's body, lowering his eyes and savoring Lianyou's words.

Lian Youyou turned around, looked at the vast chessboard in front of him, and raised his hand: "Bang!" snapped his fingers, and immediately, a string of numbers appeared in the air, and the number was set at four hours

"It's the time of the Qianchao Dynasty, in order to make the time clearer, I used the future timing, so it's a quarter past seven, Li Juanlan will die at one o'clock in the morning, well~~ This time is very special, it is a time handover point, it doesn't look like a manslaughter, and the time is also set. Lian Youyou touched her chin, and her eyes became deep. At the moment of alternating yin and yang in the child, she chose to kill a young girl when she was a child, and with her ten thousand years of experience as a god, this is mostly related to evil magic.

"Let's get started. Duanmu Qingchen walked to Lian Youyou's side and stood beside the huge chessboard with her.

Lian Youyou came back to her senses, looked at the black and white light and shadow on the chessboard in front of her, hooked her lips and smiled: "Game, start!"

Immediately, the time above them began to "snap, snap, snap." "Enter the countdown.

On the Royal Forest Lantern Square, His Royal Highnesses arrived late.

Actually, they arrived early, but they went to find Prince Duanmu Qingchen before. The protagonist of tonight is Duanmu Qingchen, but he is missing.