In a game of chess, white and black are fighting each other, but there is only one person playing chess.

In the empty attic, a person, playing a game of chess, the cold wind blew, blowing a strand of hair in Ye Ling's ear, the attic was very quiet, as if Ye Ling was the only one left in the whole world.

Chess, still not finished, still a game of chess, the guqin in the pavilion has disappeared, holding the qin, Ye Ling left the elegiac hall, one step volley, disappeared into the vast night.

The moon was very deep, and a dark cloud blocked the moonlight, making the entire Taixuan City dim.

Hidden Dragon Pavilion!

A circular pavilion, with three floors, on which there are people, either standing or sitting, and beautiful maids holding wine in it, a piece of extreme erosion and luxury.

There is a ring in the middle, on which two young men are standing, one on the left and one on the right, facing each other.

Qianlong Pavilion, at the same time every year, will hold a genius party, that is, to gather the geniuses in Taixuan City, fight here, fight a superior, and make a name for themselves in Taixuan City.

Of course, a true genius doesn't care about this fame at all, and he won't come to this hidden dragon event, but this is still a grand event, and it will gather many people from the younger generations of the major families.

"Qingyu, it's been a year, it seems that your cultivation has not improved much, if you are just like this, you will be defeated today. ”

The young man on the left stared, and there were flames burning around him, so that a piece of air was trembling, and swept towards the young man on the right, and the young man on the right was startled, and greeted it with a palm, and was directly beaten to vomit blood, flew out, and smashed on the formation around the ring platform.

In this way, the winner was divided, the young man on the right stood up, swallowed a pill, glanced at the young man on the left, there was a touch of unwillingness on his face, and withdrew from the battle platform.

"Next, who will fight with me?" The young man on the right smiled faintly, with a proud face, looked around and said, just a moment, a woman jumped off the battle platform.

"I'll come. ”

The young man looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes froze, the aura on his body surged, and another battle began.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the battle platform, and no one noticed that on the first floor, in a corner, a man wearing a mask sat down, a silver mask with a coiled dragon printed on it, and a trace of blood dotted on it, revealing a pair of eyes with indifference.

He had a piano in his hand, sat down cross-legged, and the piano was placed on his lap, one person and one piano, as if it had become a world of its own, inexplicably separating the crowd, and no one dared to approach him.

There were fierce battles on the battlefield, and the shouts around him continued, but he was always indifferent and calm.

The appearance of the ruins of the Sword Immortal Palace made the Desheng Dragon Venerable and the Three Swords go, and also made most of the Venerables in Taixuan City go, and now, Taixuan City is the world of the younger generation.

It's been seven years, and when she returns to Taixuan City, Beigong Elegy is no longer there, although I don't know where she went and what happened, but after all, Ye Ling broke her promise and didn't keep her promise.

Now, what he has to do is to be worthy of his heart, since he married Beigong Elegy, he should protect the Beigong royal family, and he must eradicate the enemies of the Beigong royal family one by one.

There is also that person, who killed Emperor Taixuanwu and is from the Yanshi Divine Sect, he also wants to find him, not only to avenge the elegy of the North Palace, but also to avenge his mother.

The demise of the Sword Immortal Palace, the Yanshi Divine Sect, the Xuanji Academy, and the Great Qin Heavenly Court, each of them has a share, and Ye Ling will not let go of any of them, although he is still weak now, as long as he can kill people, he will not let go.

The situation in Taixuan City is very delicate, the three divisions, the Beigong royal family, the Taixuanwu Mansion, and the forces hidden in the shadows are all watching and testing each other, but none of the forces dare to move.

Such a calm situation, this is not what Ye Ling wants to see, it is easy to fish in troubled waters, the more chaotic this Taixuan City is, the more things he can do, and those who are hidden in the dark can come out.

This delicate situation is just a fuse, and Ye Ling is going to be this fuse.

Hidden Dragon Pavilion, Hidden Dragon Event, the chaos in Taixuan City will start here, Ye Ling, he will be the root of everything.

"Boom!"

Another person, who was directly knocked off the battlefield and smashed in front of Ye Ling, a mouthful of blood spit at Ye Ling's feet, Ye Ling's face was indifferent, he didn't even look at the person in front of him, he just looked at the qin in front of him, as if there was nothing else but this qin.

"Who is he?"

On the third floor, a young man in brocade clothes saw Ye Ling, his eyes were fixed, and he asked the servant on the side, the servant looked at Ye Ling, was slightly stunned on Ye Ling's mask, and then shook his head.

"I haven't seen it, it should be the first time to come to the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, but the aura on this person's body doesn't seem to be strong, don't worry, the first place in this Hidden Dragon Festival will definitely be Childe's." ”

The servant said, looking at the young man in front of him, leaning down with a respectful face.

The young man in brocade clothes is Sima Feng, the second son of Sima Mansion, and Sima Yun's younger brother, who is considered to be the highest status here, and the people around him looked at him with a little jealousy.

The battle on the platform continued, one by one people were blasted down, and one by one people walked up, and the night deepened, and the moon pierced through the dark clouds and disappeared again.

In the corner of the first floor, no one noticed that a demon shadow appeared in Ye Ling's eyes, and this demon shadow stepped out of Ye Ling's pupils little by little, and then disappeared into the darkness.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the piano sounded, melodious and tactful, flowing into everyone's ears, and many people's eyes couldn't help but fall on Ye Ling, their eyes condensed slightly, and their eyes showed a little doubt.

"Who is he?"

Many people are asking, in fact, the people who participate in the Hidden Dragon Festival will not change much every year, many people know each other, but on the first floor, this person with a mask is something they have never seen.

The people who can enter the Hidden Dragon Pavilion are all geniuses, what is the origin of this masked man, and why does he cover his face?

The battle continued, and there was another person, who was slashed by a knife, leaving a trail of blood, impartially, as if it was done on purpose, and smashed it right at Ye Ling, Ye Ling hooked the strings, and the sound of the piano turned sharply, from low to high, as if it was from a gurgling stream to a high mountain flowing water.

The person who flew towards Ye Ling was shocked, looked at Ye Ling, saw Ye Ling's eyes, his heart trembled, he suddenly stopped in the air, glanced at Ye Ling, his face was solemn, and he went up to the second floor.

A group of people watched this scene, their eyes were fixed, and the rapid sound of the piano made their hearts flutter with it, and they inexplicably had an uncomfortable and bad premonition in their hearts.

"Stop!"

Finally, on the second floor, a person looked at Ye Ling, with a murderous light on his face, and shouted.

(End of chapter)