Tianjing.

In an antique courtyard house.

The courtyard is three in and three out, solemn and solemn, the ancient trees of the forest are towering, and the moss under the eaves of some corridors is mottled, so that the sunlight shines down and the light and dark are staggered, and the artistic conception is far-reaching.

At this time, a coffee table was placed under an old mulberry tree in the courtyard, and there was a game of chess on the coffee table, and the two old men sat opposite each other, twisting the game.

An old man with gray hair, tied in a bun, tiger eyes drooping slightly, occasionally blooming between opening and closing, just looking at the majesty, it is unusual, it is actually Mo Lingtian, the third elder of the Chaowu Sect.

The other looked miserable, like a withered tree, and the whole person was as thin as a corpse, except for a pair of eyes that were sunken into the sockets as bright as stars in the sky.

He seems to have practiced some kind of special martial arts exercises, which led to such a strange appearance, and the sadness between his expressions is not emotion, but his face has become so stereotyped, giving people a sense of bitterness and hatred.

"Smack"!

On the chessboard, another son fell.

Just look at the white son like a dragon, the black son like a tiger, the dragon and the tiger fight, but the dragon has the upper hand, so he wants to tear the tiger and swallow it.

However, with the fall of the sunspot in Mo Lingtian's hand, the danger of the big dragon devouring the tiger seemed to come to life with the fall of this son, like a tiger with wings, turning the tiger into a biao, breaking free from the predicament, and fighting his way out of the encirclement.

"Senior brother, this son has fallen very well, this endgame has been rejuvenated by you, and Dalong has fallen into danger again, it seems that junior brother I have to go out of the mountain."

The old man, who looked like a dry corpse, looked at the chessboard in a daze, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and finally sighed.

He spoke in a peculiar voice, and even his mouth didn't move, and the sigh came from his belly, and then the muffled buzzing like thunder came out slowly, but it was actually ventriloquism.

Mo Lingtian sat like a big bell in an ancient temple, motionless like a mountain, and raised his eyes when he heard the words, and said, "My criminal disciple is now a small martial artist, and he has learned the magic skill of "Demon Transformation", although those who practice this exercise except for Xuan He can only have a small success with your junior brother, but the divine skill of this sect still needs to be brought back, and there is also that criminal, you must be captured alive and returned to the sect to receive punishment." ”

He pondered for a moment, and then said, "This criminal's strength is not trivial now, if it weren't for my special identity, I wouldn't be able to enter his vein area at will to move around, I would have already set off."

Senior brother, you have retired for many years, and now you are coming back, you will not attract too much attention, and you also know a lot about the "Demon Transformation", and capturing this criminal can be described as twice the result with half the effort. ”

Mo Lingtian spoke loudly, and his firm eyes showed that he was bound to win, and he was determined to capture Zhai Fu and return to the sect.

The sad and thin old man bowed slightly, his expression did not change in the slightest, he was still so miserable, and a voice came from his abdomen.

"If you capture this son and return to the sect, what will you do?"

Mo Lingtian's eyes exploded, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and he said categorically, "Since I have abolished his martial arts, I will imprison him in the Heishui Prison and let him repent until he dies." ”

The thin old man shook his head and said without hesitation, "When a person dies, he loses his value, and only by living can he create value."

The aliens and the Federation have been at war for so long, and we have limited exploration of the mysteries of the other dimension where the aliens came.

If you can't get this son back, and use the strangeness of the "Demon Transformation" exercise that you have learned, you can't use it as a good chess move, enter the alien race, and explore the information of that secret land......"

After that, he twisted the white son and fell, the landing point was strange, the dragon with the broken tail was dying and devoured, biting the tiger's head, and this game of chess actually reproduced the killing machine and variables.

Mo Lingtian showed a different color, his eyes couldn't help but burn a little smile, and he stroked his palms and applauded, "Unintentionally planting willows, willows and flowers are bright, good chess, but who will kill the deer, especially unknown!" ”

......

The Shadow Tower is a tower, made of quaint blue-black stone bricks, with some vine trees from the wall creeper on the surface, extending to the windows above the tower, adding a bit of antiquity.

Although the building is an ancient building, the facilities in the building are not simple.

On the surface, everything seems to be full of the arrangement of the Yingyang aristocracy in the middle of the last century, but in fact, the entire tower has been secretly embedded with a high-tech surveillance system, and there are also masters of the Ying Ying Group left in the building.

Unable to step up the stone stairs, Zhai ascended to the second floor of the tower.

At the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, two shadows wearing gray uniform uniforms bowed slightly to Zhai.

The duty uniform is a wide cloak with a black mask, so that the officer on duty only shows two eyes.

No one knows who they are, revealing a mystery.

This is also the usual style of the Shadow Ying Group, and many of the members are extremely special, wandering in the darkness and shadows, carrying out some dangerous assassination missions.

In fact, there are not many people like Zhai who can't show their true faces like this, and only martial artists in the barbarian realm will be so unscrupulous, because they are good at changing shapes, hiding or exposing, and it doesn't matter what.

"This is already the second floor, with my privilege, I can only follow you here, if you want to go up to the third floor, I can't accompany you."

Lisa stroked the red hair in her ears and stared at Zhai Unable to speak.

"Well, yes, just get here, I'll take a look first."

Zhai couldn't turn the stairs and walked to the rows of counters in front of him.

The counters are all made of stone, and some of the counters have slight friction on the surface, but they are slightly reflective and dust-free, and they are obviously often taken care of.

The furnishings on the second floor are simple but luxurious, and the rooms are circular due to the structure of the tower, with a ring of fixed camphor benches against the wall.

The benches, including the walls and floors, are covered with magnificent animal skins.

These animal skins are not simple, Zhai can't see at a glance the magic lion skin with a fluffy and luxurious mane, the magic tiger skin with a slight red line in the stripes, and even the magic leopard skin with blue stars.

The fur paving alone gives the two-story tower a slightly oppressive and majestic atmosphere, as if it is in a solemn palace.

Zhai couldn't help but have to raise his evaluation of the Ying Ying group in his heart.

It is not an easy task to get these obviously pure alien furs, and they are all fur paving of the upper middle race of the alien race.

An adult demon lion or demon tiger, the strength is definitely comparable to the top powerhouse in the barbarian realm, maybe only the title can be fought against, but now it is lying on the ground.

Zhai can't step on the soft thick animal skin, like walking on the clouds, stepping on the fur of these powerful alien races, it is a very special enjoyment, just like a crown on the top of the head, a scepter in the hand, there is a very special vanity.

However, Zhai could not be a person who indulged in vanity and fame, and his gaze quickly fell on the stone cabinet, and his gaze swept over the names engraved in the metal labels under the stone slabs.

"History of Alien Invasion", "On the Alien World Beyond the Earth", "Encyclopedia of Alien Races", "Xiqiu Genetic Modification Technology", "The Origin of Glacial Ability", ......