The white mist curls up, like the breath of a wonderful woman in winter, as white as snow and as fragrant as a flower. At this time, the Sky Shadow Palace was in a state of tranquility and calm, and everyone continued their peace, day after day, year after year. The path of monasticism is based on the accumulation of this day after day, year after year.

In the quiet room, the white-robed man was still sitting alone on the side of the white chess, playing with himself, opposite him, there was a Xiao, that Xiao, which was his favorite Xiao, was the Xiao he brought together when he flew from the mortal world to the fairy world, accompanied him through ups and downs, accompanied him in countless years of growth, if there is anything in this world worthy of his trust, perhaps, he will not say himself, but will say this jade flute.

There was a fierce battle on the chessboard, with white gaining the upper hand, while black did not move, or rather, they did not move at all.

has always maintained such a position, how can a jade flute play chess?

However, the man looked at the chessboard intently, and gradually became obsessed, as if he had entered another realm, a realm that others could not appreciate.

His expression was extremely solemn, he pulled up his robe with one hand, stretched out his fingertips, pinched a white chess, half-raised it in the air, and after thinking again, he was ready to put it in the position he had already fancied.

However, at this moment, a figure quickly landed next to him.

The man's hand couldn't help but tremble, and the white chess piece did not fall in the position he liked after all, but on the contrary, it deviated by one square.

Watching this chess game, others will definitely gasp! Because, this unintentional deviation, the white chess that was almost wanted to win, actually lost the whole game because of a mistake...

The man looked at the chessboard, did not speak for a long time, his brows were tightly locked, and a hint of murder flashed in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" The man took a deep breath, closed his eyes and spoke.

"The Yin and Yang Identification Force has appeared Immortal Monarch! Ask the Heavenly Monarch to leave with an injury! The figure whispered. Although there was no one around, his voice was still very quiet.

"Immortal Monarch?" There was a hint of astonishment on the man's face. I guess I didn't think of that. He spread out his palms and eyes to carefully observe the lines between his palms, his five fingers trembled slightly, as if he was calculating something, and after a while, he asked, "Who is that Immortal Jun?" ”

"My subordinates don't know, I have never met!" Shadow Road.

"I don't know that anyone outside the sky is a born immortal monarch, but after a lot of calculations, I didn't count the yin and yang identification forces, and I secretly cultivated my own strength!! Ling Yan, Ling Yan! I underestimated you. ”

The man smiled, then stood up, straightened his clothes, and put his hands behind his back.

"Do you want to see Ling Yan?" The figure asked again.

"Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles, Ling Yan is not an enemy who can be defeated in a strategic strategy, I think, I should contact him!"

"My lord, my subordinates still have something to report!"

"Say!" The man was slightly dissatisfied, but he didn't let the figure see it.

"The day after tomorrow, the Demon Alliance will attack and kill the Raging Cloud Palace!" The figure said simply and clearly.

"What??" The man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, the Demon Alliance was so breathless, okay!" Good!! That's great! ”

The man said three good words in a row, then stopped laughing, waved his hand and said lightly: "Go down, notify me as soon as possible!" ”

"Yes, sir!" The figure fell, and then gradually dispersed...

......

......

Boom!!

A violent explosion spread out from the platform, and the figure of the demon god flickered like a ghost, and when it landed again, the surging demonic qi had already wrapped Ling Yan like a zongzi.

The demon god stood indifferently not far from Ling Yan, his hands behind his back, like a grandmaster, as the corners of his mouth squirmed slightly, the demonic aura that diffused into the shape of a zongzi exploded in an instant.

"Father!!" Seeing this, the Blood Girl couldn't hold back any longer and ran over there.

Regardless of whether Ling Yan could bear these powers or not, but in the end he was his own man, how could a blood girl watch her man suffer such a thing in front of him?

However, before she could get close to Ling Yan, that demonic aura suddenly disappeared.

They seem to be forcibly dispersed by something.

The demon god frowned slightly, and the demon generals around him also held their breath, looking at Ling Yan in the center, at this moment, he was also like a demon god, standing in the middle, his straight waist was not bent at all, and there was not a trace of dust on his body...

"Looks like you really have some tricks!! Good!! Be my son-in-law, and my demon god can be regarded as having face!! The demon god nodded.

"Hehe, my father-in-law is just merciful, how dare the younger generation make a mistake in front of my father-in-law?" Ling Yan hurriedly said.

"Okay, I'll be merciless, let's practice again!" The demon god's face turned, ready to go up again.

However, the Blood Girl dodged and landed in front of Ling Yan.

"Oh? Hehe, it looks like we can't fight today! The demon god looked at the blood girl and immediately smiled bitterly.

Ling Yan also smiled, but he didn't say anything, just slightly moved, this woman is really sensitive, so she is also worried about herself.

The demon god looked at Bi Jie's eyes, and immediately understood that his daughter had spilled out the water and couldn't take it back, so he immediately waved his hand and said, "Okay, Jie'er, Ling Yan and I still have something to say, you all retreat for the time being!" The demon god said to the generals around him.

The blood girl was a little strange, but the generals around her did not question it and left directly.

Ling Yan gently patted the palm of the blood girl and smiled slightly: "Listen to your father, he won't embarrass me, after all, I am the son-in-law of the demon god and the husband of your princess Bijie!" ”

When the blood girl heard this, her face turned red like an apple again, she nodded slightly, and said as thin as a mosquito: "I am waiting for you with Fox Mei in the cultivation place!" ”

When the words fell, Bijie and Fox left in a hurry...

Ling Yan glanced at the Dementor General, nodded slightly, and remained motionless, like the Dementor General of the Ice Stone, before he left unwillingly.

After a moment's effort, only Ling Yan and the Demon God were left on the platform.

The scene instantly cooled down, there was no wind and no clouds, only darkness, and there was a ghostly figure standing on the silent and frightening platform....

Ling Yan looked at the demon god quietly, he was facing away from him, and he didn't know what he wanted to say to himself.

Suddenly, the demon god suddenly spoke, the voice was so plain but not bland, so simple but not simple...

"Do you remember who you are?"

An inexplicable sentence made Ling Yan completely stunned....