Chapter 53: Sorrow (1)
A game of chess, a game of people's hearts.
When I opened my eyes, it was still dark and empty.
pools of blood, chessboards, and a cloaked high priest......
It's just a few moments, but it's like a world away.
It's clearly illusory, but why does the pain in my heart linger......
"You...... Can you get out of the chess world? No...... Who helped you? β
"Where did you hide him?" The voice came out uncontrollably, but it made me feel strange.
It doesn't seem like my own voice.
It was as if there was a force in control of me, saying things I hadn't thought of.
"What...... Is it? β
"Mei Zun. Where did you hide him? "Allowing a strange force to control my body, I feel as if there is a small person living in my body, a little person who is smarter than me.
She...... Knows many, many things.
"You...... Who are you? How do you know ......"
"Give him back to me!" The factor in the body was instantly riotous, and the majestic power seemed to burst out of the body.
A sense of anger haunted me.
"You put him ...... Give it back to me! β
"Ahhh
I don't know where I got my strength. The High Priest was caught in the storm of my power.
He was so powerful before that I had no power to fight back in front of him, but now he is very small, small, and it seems that with just one finger, I can crush him.
"Ahhh......h
But I don't seem to be happy.
It excites me and makes me want to make him worse, to pull him away......
It's not his body......
He's got to get out!
He's got to give him back to me!
Gotta get out of the way!
"Ahhh
With a movement of his hand, he actually pulled away a phantom, a black-purple phantom.
But he still stubbornly clings to the shell, unwilling to leave it.
You don't go......
Very good, I'll help you!
"Ahhh
Inch by inch, the black air mass was peeled away, and the breath of the person in front of him began to have a familiar smell from the gloomy beginning.
Mei Zun is alone......
The plum of the wax moon, Ling Han and proud of the snow, lonely night.
The one who talks about a game of chess, a game of people's hearts.
I'm sure he's the one who brings me back to reality, or I'll be lost in the illusion of the past.
As a thank you, just give him a hand.
After the black qi was withdrawn, the figure of the black man shook, and the strange black lines on his hands and face faded, revealing his skin as white as snow, and his face was overwhelming.
Red plum lips, white plum face, peerless elegance.
The moment "Xiao Xiao'er ......" opened her eyes, she was full of brilliance.
I was slightly stunned, I didn't expect that he actually recognized me at a glance.
I smiled at him.
Thinking of the days when he tortured me in the past, I feel that I am kind, and there are not many good people like me who will repay their kindness.
"How dare you spoil my good deeds! Damn it! I'll kill you! β
That black gas was so angry that it wanted to pounce on me.
"Huh." I sneered, I don't know where the remnant demon came from, a cloud of gas, actually walked shit and transported it to the body of the 10,000-year-old plum demon, let it hold the 10,000-year-old cultivation, and it couldn't even exert a quarter of its strength, but as long as it could exert its general strength, I would only be hanged.
I don't know how stupid that peacock is, and it actually let a little demon get on it.
Speaking of which, he was afraid that tens of thousands of years of face would be lost.
I glued the demonic energy in my hand, and it was jumping around.
I can't help but think of the briquette, maybe it...... The demonic energy in the world likes to jump so much?
"Jie Ji ......" At this point when I was thinking about how to kill it, it still had the courage to let out a weird laugh?
Evil?
"Do you think you'll control me? Boom ...... Little tiger, you are so naΓ―ve! β