"Your Majesty, you have lost again." A man sat at the chess table and said with a smile. Laughing like a spring breeze, this person is dressed in a white robe, and he is even better than a fairy.

Jun Cheliu held his face and puffed up not to look at him. He muttered, "Really, I haven't won once." How can the national teacher win you? ”

The white robe heard the smile. His chess skills are indeed inferior to himself.

Jun Cheliu suddenly saw the sword ruffian beside him and smiled, "He gave it to you." ”

His face was full of tenderness, and his eyes looked at the saber beside him without blinking. He noticed that there was an extra person behind him. Draw your sword and stab it back.

The man in the blue suit also drew his sword, and sparks burst out from the handover of the two swords. The force was too great, and both sides stepped back. With a wave of his hand, Tsing Yi slashed at the chess table with a sharp sword qi, and the white and black chess pieces rolled to the ground.

The white robe saw his appearance clearly, and smiled again, he always loved to laugh. Tsing Yi also smiled, the difference is that the smile of the white robe is reassuring and obsessive. Tsing Yi's smile was a little ambiguous.

After that, they fought again, destroying the items in the pavilion one after another, Jun Cheliu looked at it casually and applauded, "It's amazing." My pavilion is gone. ”

They stopped when they heard Kikun Che Liu's sarcasm. Tsing Yi made a salute, "Your Majesty, forgive your sins." ”

Jun Cheliu looked at him and waved his hand, "Okay, get up, there is no sincerity at all." After a while, he looked at Tsing Yi gossips, "The sword, you gave it?"

"Nature." Tsing Yi looked proud.

"Oh~" Jun Cheliu deliberately raised his voice and looked at the face of the white robe. Surprisingly, the fairy-like face did not appear to make people blush in a heartbeat.

Jun Cheliu felt bored and thought of something. He cleared his throat and said, "It's a nice day." I don't know if the national teacher is interested in looking into the distance. There are surprises. ”

Tsing Yi and Bai Pao knew that he must be playing tricks again, and they didn't want to mess with him, so they looked into the distance.

Jun Cheliu rushed to the white robe, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and snickered in his heart and pulled out the sword. The cold light became more and more terrifying as the sword body was unsheathed.

The white robe had long known about his plan and ignored him.

The blade of the sword is slender and resembles a willow leaf. The blade is sharp, and the cold light is bursting. The hilt of the sword is completely white, adding to the poetry. It's really suitable for him, Jun Che Liu sighed, "What a sword!"

He found something and his gaze rested on the hilt of the sword, and two words came into view. Dust-free...

Jun Cheliu's head was groggy, and the weight on his body weighed him uncomfortably, and he writhed restlessly. The weight on his body was gone, and he opened his eyes in a daze, staring at him. There have been many times like this, Jun Cheliu was unconsciously surprised, and turned his head over. Looking out the window, he said in a daze, "It's still early, you can sleep again." ”

Zheng Huangjing stared at his back tightly, and had no intention of sleeping. He is very confused now, and the person in front of him has always treated him as a child. He was unhappy, but he liked the soft tone in which he only spoke to children. He remembered the night when the boy appeared beside him, touched his head, and comforted him softly. That voice was the only spark of his dark life.

The sound of Suo Suo's turning over sounded, and Zheng Huangjing stretched out his hand, carefully tracing the outline of Jun Che Liu's face.

Time passed, and there was only one month left. The political wilderness didn't get a youkai nedan. He was silent. He actually wants to get first and prove himself. He has never been recognized since he was a child, his mentality is twisted, and he is at a loss when he learns that he has great powers. He was excited, excited. Some pathologies thought that he wanted to have this power, to protect himself, to kill those who bullied and hindered him. Whatever you like, stay by your side.

He wants to be strong, so strong that no one dares to oppose him, no one robs him of his people.

Zheng Huangjing looked at Jun Cheliu dissatisfied, "Senior brother, don't you take me again?" ”

"Hmm. I'm afraid you're in danger. ”

"I'm strong."

"Oh." Jun Cheliu replied casually, she fled as soon as Song Jiahui's injuries were healed, and she didn't say a word about the Li family. Now they are equivalent to no progress at all, and they are already thinking about whether to tell Shizun about this.

Zheng Huangjing saw that he ignored himself, and didn't look around to find Liu Yinqin staring at him. I don't know why Zheng Huangjing doesn't like Liu Yinqin so much.

"Senior brother, you have to believe me." Political wilderness shouted.

"I believe it. However, what to do if there is danger, have you forgotten that your mind is not good? Isn't it a drag to go? It was rare for Jun Cheliu to speak to him in a more serious tone.

It seems that the political wilderness was frightened, gritted his teeth, and did not say a word. Sure enough, if I don't prove myself, my brother doesn't believe me.

"Senior brother, I have something to do." With that, he ran away.

Jun Cheliu watched him run away and sighed. Lying on the table in a decadent manner, "I'm talking about it, isn't it a little heavy." ”