The moment the chess piece touched the ground, Mo Lan only felt that the blow seemed to fall into his heart and trembled.

After a brief contraction of thought, the dull sound of the falling stone slab still came from overhead, incessantly, like sharp jagged teeth abruptly burrowing into the flesh, desperately pulling and cutting the nerves around her.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and when he looked up, he saw that the man in white slightly turned Qing Yasheng Baimei's face, and his eyes were falling on her without blinking. The eyes that were as deep as a secluded pool had a faint dark glow, contaminated with a cold and bone-chilling emotion, seeping into the air bit by bit.

For a moment, a quiet and vast sigh echoed in the secret room for a long time.

"How the hell should I play this game of chess......

Holding the white child retrieved in his hand, his cold gaze fell on the intricate chessboard again, but between his eyebrows was a thick cloud and mist.

Mo Lan clenched his fists, walked straight forward and snatched the chess piece from his hand, and looked firmly at Si Yunyin, who was slightly surprised.

"Although I don't know what kind of person the old man Tianji is, after going through the many mechanisms ahead, in my opinion, this person is not only extremely smart, but also a very cunning old fox."

She gritted her teeth, very angry, eager to dig out the heavenly machine from the ground and whip the corpse again.

"I'm afraid that the more I think about this game of chess, the more I can't find a way out, but the easier it is to fall into a puzzle."

"What do you mean......"

Mo Lan raised his face arrogantly and asked loudly, "Do you believe me?" ”

There was an evil smile on the woman's beautiful face, and even in such a situation, she was still calm and relaxed, as if nothing was enough to worry her.

The slender wound crept quietly on the white cheek, but it did not affect the radiant face in the slightest, but brought a different kind of charm.

Si Yunyin was stunned for a moment, and after a turbulent flow of thick mist, it suddenly became faint, and then he crossed his arm lightly, hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and lightly spit out a word-

"Faith."

Mo Lan grinned with satisfaction, but accidentally pulled the scar on his face, and immediately covered his face and gasped.

Raising her eyes slightly, she caught a flash of a narrow smile in Si Yunyin's cold eyes, and suddenly became angry, she pretended to stretch her face towards him delicately, and said with eyebrows: "Dear prince, your concubine's face hurts so much, why don't you bother to blow it for me?" ”

Mo Lan, who wanted to see the iceberg change his face, made a mistake this time, thinking that he could see Si Yunyin's stunned expression, but who knew that he nodded thoughtfully, and then raised an evil smile that was so amazing that everyone was angry, and slowly approached Mo Lan's eyes.

"Since the concubine has opened her mouth, how can I not follow it?"

Suddenly, a cold breath swept away from his cheeks.