Deep in the sea, a place outside the world.

There are countless figures on the island, or strange demon beasts, all looking up and staring, looking in the direction of the vision of the Shadow Moon Drunken Immortal Diagram.

In one of the secluded places, there is a squirrel, with its fluffy tail, lying leisurely on the branches, holding the fruit and nibbling on it, so uncomfortable.

It was bathed in sunlight, and from time to time it looked at the clearing below, and occasionally showed a worried look in its eyes: "It's really unsettling." ”

Obviously, it's not here for enjoyment.

In the open space below, the squirrel's gaze drooped away, and there was a figure sitting quietly, motionless like a sculpture, allowing the insects and birds to climb and fall, unaffected by it.

If it weren't for the faint breath she had, the squirrel would have thought she was dead, which showed that she was determined.

Since she came back a year ago, she has been sitting here cross-legged, no longer as innocent as she once was, and even Fang Cai's vision of heaven and earth has not aroused her the slightest interest.

In this way, it shows the sinking of his heart.

"Qi'er..."

At this moment, there was an old deep voice, which came from the forest and did not enter the ears of the figure.

At this point, a quarter of an hour later, Qu Mengqi seemed to wake up, and the breath between her mouth and nose became obvious, and there was a faint majesty rising.

"Hey, I'm going to wake up!"

Seeing this, the squirrel rolled over and looked curiously with its tail in its arms, with an expectant look in its eyes.

"Hum..."

In the next moment, the aura on Qu Mengqi's body shook suddenly, and then climbed up like a tornado, heading towards the domineering raging around him.

At the same time, there was a strange black and white brilliance, swirling and emerging beneath her.

An aura permeated from it, covering her body, making her look mysterious and mysterious, making people wonder if it was real or not.

"Whew..."

She opened her eyes, and in her beautiful eyes, there was a black and white fish in opposite directions, wandering quietly in them, as if trapped in the world in her eyes.

It's just that with Qu Mengqi's gaze, the fish in the pupils seemed to be out of trouble, happily wandering in the lush woods in front of them.

The fish swam by, but as if it had no body, it passed through it at will, causing ripples and ripples.

That's all.

But in the eyes of the squirrel, the whole forest seemed to have changed.

Sometimes it is as vast as the sea, and the black and white fish are just like a pair of partners, leisurely swimming in the sea, so uncomfortable.

But then the sea disappeared, and even it appeared in the air, watching the black and white fish soar upward, and its body became extremely large, flashing its wings and soaring into the air.

This scene made it daunting.

By the time the squirrel came to his senses and looked again with a blink of an eye, the woods had returned to their original state, or had never changed.

What I just saw was an illusion of it.

The squirrel was stunned, and subconsciously looked at Qu Mengqi, but saw that she had left the clearing at some point, and she didn't even say hello.

In front of the wooden house, on the quiet rocks, there are still two old men playing against each other, landing on a chessboard that seems to never be filled.

In this game of chess, the two don't know how long they have been playing.

Some of the chess pieces on it have been shattered into slag, leaving a few broken debris to occupy the position, telling them their former black and white identities.

Some of them are covered with dust, and they can't see their original color clearly, and only when the breeze blows, can you take advantage of the gap where the dust is scattered, and get a glimpse or two.

But when the breeze dissipated, the dust fell on it again, which was very strange.

And the two old men didn't pay attention to it, just let the dust fall on the chessboard, and didn't stretch out their hands to clean it.

In their eyes, all they can see is the chess pieces that have just fallen, and the new ones do not look like the same world at all, but there is no difference.

swept away her previous temperament, Qu Mengqi was actually able to endure her temperament, so she stood by obediently, quietly watching the two play chess and fall.

"Smack!"

In the past seven days, the old man has calmed down and broken the deadlock here.

"Interesting. ”

The figure opposite the old man, who seemed to come back to his senses, stroked his long beard, slowly moved his eyes away from the chess game, and looked at Qu Mengqi who was standing silently next to him, his expression couldn't help but be a little complicated.

He sighed lightly before he said, "Qi'er, do you still hate grandpa?"

"Don't hate. ”

Qu Mengqi shook her head lightly, concise and to the point.

She didn't say much, as if saying one more word was a completely unnecessary waste.

The old man was a little helpless, but it didn't affect his mood, and he sighed lightly: "You girl, is it worth it for him?"

Qu Mengqi didn't respond, but her lowered firm gaze had already informed her state of mind.

"It's a real headache..."

The old man rubbed his eyebrows, turned his head and didn't look at Qu Mengqi, but said in his mouth: "Okay, don't show it to the old man." ”

"Before he died, you have become like this, if you die, what will you do?"

"What?"

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Qu Mengqi raised her head suddenly, and her calm eyes were like the sea in a storm, setting off an amazing wave frenzy.

She stared at the old man deadly, as if she wanted to see through it, for fear of missing a word.

"That stinky boy isn't dead!"

Seeing this, the old man immediately blew his beard and glared: "I really don't know what is good about him, he can actually hook your soul away, and now he doesn't even care about his grandfather." ”

"Really? Is he really okay?"

Obviously, Qu Mengqi didn't listen to the second half of the old man's words, all his thoughts sank into the initial words, his face welled up with a rich joy, and his eyes couldn't help but tremble.

Seeing this, the old man rolled his eyes, covering his forehead with one hand and his chest with the other.

I'm so tired...

Sure enough, whether it's a daughter or a granddaughter, in the end, it's all someone else's, and after all, she has become an outsider, what's the use of raising her?

The figure opposite the old man shook his head lightly and smiled.

"He's not dead..."

Qu Mengqi muttered in her mouth, suddenly came back to her senses, turned around and ran out, and kept muttering: "Great, I'm going to find him!"

"Stop!"

The old man stared and drank lightly.

As soon as the words came out, the heavens and the earth seemed to be frozen, and Qu Mengqi was directly fixed in the air, not to mention that it was difficult to take a step, even if it was a blink of an eye.

"Ugh..."

Then, the old man sighed lightly, stretched out his hand and gently touched Qu Mengqi, and there was a light that exuded a mysterious aura, which submerged into her body, allowing her to move freely.

Qu Mengqi didn't think much about it, and rushed again without saying a word.

It's just that as soon as she took a step, she felt that her body was tired for a while, as if she was completely out of strength, and she fell directly to the ground, not even as good as a mortal.

The old man glanced at Qu Mengqi, then reached out and picked up one, his eyes fell on the chessboard, and said at the same time: "When you break through this shackle, you can leave when you can." ”

It's just that Qu Mengqi didn't seem to hear it, and staggered forward half-crawling and half-walking, obviously determined to go out.

But she hadn't taken a few steps before she was out of breath and sweating profusely.

In this state, don't say that you want to go out to find someone, it's all delusion to break through the fog outside, or to think about how to get close to the edge of the island first.

But even so, Qu Mengqi was still stubborn and soon disappeared in Maolin.

At this point, the old man grabbed the fingers of the chess pieces, paused slightly, couldn't help but glance sideways, and let out a helpless sigh.

"The word love is really the most difficult formation in the world to break. ”

The old man's eyes were hazy, as if he couldn't see things clearly, but it seemed to contain vast stars, and the constant rotation was strange, very weird.

However, the figure opposite the old man didn't care, and said with a casual smile: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, what are you doing so much?"

"Affection is not your granddaughter?"

The old man's eyes widened, but he was not happy, and even threw back the chess pieces in his hand.

The man didn't care, he still smiled and looked at the old man, and said with a smile: "But then again, Qi'er has really grown up, at least she is a lot bolder." ”

"Shut up!"

The old man was so angry that he couldn't get up and fight with him.

Seeing his deflated appearance, the figure couldn't help laughing, it sounded very happy, as if it was very rare.

............

The clouds and mist are misty, and the fairy pavilion is pavilion.

This is like a fairyland land, and when the young man in white stood under the weeping willows and threw some bait into the pond, his eyes were looking in the direction of the ghost continent, and his expression was inexplicable.

Standing here, he is like a master of one side, and people can't help but be in awe.

"It's really unpleasant. ”

The young man sighed, as if he had lost interest, and threw out the bait in his hand, and sprinkled it into the pond in front of him, causing the fish to scramble for a while, setting off a large splash.

While it was all about the excitement, a huge carp jumped up from it, swallowed all the small fish that were fighting for food, and sank into the water, which restored calm to the place.

"Whew..."

The willow branches rose with the wind, and a figure fell behind the young man, bowing respectfully, but there was not much emotion on his face.

Hearing the sound, the young man did not look back, but closed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was realizing.

After a long time, he asked, "Are you sure?"

The figure looked down at the ground, watched the fish in the pond show its head, and said, "It is indeed the breath from the Shadow Moon Drunken Immortal Diagram, and there is no mistake. ”

In a word, except for the occasional sound of the wind blowing willow branches, and the water of the pond lapping on the carp, there was no other abnormal sound, which could not help but make people feel a little depressed.

After a while, the young man opened his eyes, turned to look at the figure indifferently, and said softly: "After all, I still miscalculated." ”

The figure suddenly knelt down and said calmly: "This is our crime, please punish the son." ”

"It doesn't have to be that way. ”

The young man stepped forward and gently helped the figure up, so that some flattered emotions welled up on his face, and he didn't dare to raise his head for half a minute.

Not only that, but there was still some panic in the eyes of the figure, which was not at all as stable as it was at the beginning.

The young man didn't care, just looked at him and said, "Your life can be kept for a while, if this matter goes wrong, you should know what to do." ”

"My subordinates understand, please rest assured. ”

The figure shook its body, as if it was emboldening itself, and the voice in his mouth was much louder.

Seeing this, the young man nodded slightly, slowly passed by the figure, turned around and sat on the chair, looked at his back, looked at his inexplicable gaze, and said, "It's good to understand, go down." ”

"The subordinates retired. ”

The figure bent down until it vanished.

After leaving here, he found that his clothes had been soaked with cold sweat, and he even breathed a lot heavier unconsciously.

At this time, behind the young man lying down, a woman in a black dress appeared at some point, but it was incompatible with the quiet and peaceful scene here.

She was different from Fang Cai's figure, and there was heroism and coldness between her eyebrows: "Why didn't you kill him?"

"There's no rush. ”

The young man said casually: "Waste, it should also have the value of waste." ”