Resurrecting Demo Xiaoya doesn't need Zhan Qingyu's request at all, and if you want to play a game, you must resurrect Demo Xiaoya. But Zhan Qingyu didn't know the rules of this weird chess way, so he unknowingly wasted an opportunity.

"Who is the master of black chess?" Zhan Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and the rules of heaven and earth chess suddenly became clear.

According to the guesses of the witch gods Tristana and Zhan Qingyu, the entire chess game should have three stages.

In the first stage, the two sides tried to compete with each other and slowly advanced forward; in the second stage, the two sides began to fight, suppressing the charge and trying to make the other side retreat or enter their own ambush; and in the third and final stage, there will be the most fierce collision.

Each stage is equally important. Just one wrong move can lead to fatal results, and the conventional chess moves in the game of heaven and earth cannot survive.

Surprise and victory is the first idea, stealth and move around quietly layout fierce fighting, indispensable must be accurate to the extreme. There is a price to pay for taking a wrong step, and this price is not willing to be borne by either the witch god Tristana or Zhan Qingyu. Everyone is happy to win, Tristana can get out of this imprisoned love network and then find a lover, and Zhan Qingyu resurrects Demo Xiaoya.

If they lose, everyone will disappear into this ancient battlefield and return into the energy of the Heaven and Earth Chess Game. So they have to win, and they can't afford to miss a bit.

But against this chess path with the consciousness of heaven and earth, who can dare to say that he will definitely win? Even if Zhan Qingyu has the Qingqiu Cifu, this holy text of the Dao, it still can't be dragged out.

No one can guarantee whether to win or lose, the chess game of heaven and earth is the evolution of the web of love, and its variables and chess paths are unpredictable. The chess game is undoubtedly adhering to the most beautiful and cruel mystery in the world, and this mystery contains the power that surpasses everything, that is, love.

A man and a woman are the main generals of both sides, yin and yang. Zhan Qingyu will be the master of white chess, and he will start with Yang first, and there is a hint of opportunity. A woman who is the main player of black chess, although she is one step behind, can see the layout of white chess along the chess path, and can formulate corresponding strategies.

Yang first and yin second, in line with common sense. However, the latter is often more able to see the motivation of the first move, which is equivalent to a better chance of winning. It's really helpless to play against heaven and earth and let you take the first move, but this is the rule that no one can violate. If you want to crack the chess game, you must walk according to the rules, one wrong step, one wrong step, and no second chance.

Now they need a Black general, a woman, and there is only one woman left over from antiquity, and that is the witch god Tristana. But she has already become a pawn on the white side, and it is impossible for her to be the master of black again.

There is no second woman here, so who will be the black chess player?

"No!!"

Zhan Qingyu was suddenly shocked, and he suddenly remembered Demo Xiaoya in the Tai Chi space. She can be the master of black chess, and she is the only one. The dual cultivation technique could not happen between him and the witch god, this was an unequal exchange and it was not what he hoped for.

However, after the initial strong refusal, Zhan Qingyu reluctantly chose to believe in himself, his chess understanding, and the cause and effect of himself and Demo Xiaoya.

The two of them have a cause and must have an effect, and this effect must be golden and shining.

The Nine Ghost Goddess Tristana is gambling, and Zhan Qingyu is also gambling. The witch god bet that Zhan Qingyu would win, and Zhan Qingyu was also betting that he would win. Dorjee had woken up, but he was already speechless by the conversation between the two.

It's a little better for the witch god, after all, she is the strength of the Venerable and has a certain amount of capital to fight against the will of a small world. But Zhan Qingyucai's seventh-order strength is the same as talking about the chess game of heaven and earth, is this not knowing the height of the sky or is he carried away by love?

Dorjee went and tugged at Zhan Qingyu, signaling him to think carefully. If the possibility of failure is too great now, even if the witch god does not resurrect De Moxiaoya and goes out, he will still find a way.

It's just going to take a long time, but it's better than putting everyone's lives on a deck of chess. Playing against the sky is much more dangerous than seeking skin with the tiger, and people can't beat the sky, which is something that everyone knows.

Even if a small realm has long lost consciousness and only has a residual shadow of the origin, it is not enough, and the heavenly power is inviolable, and it will be burned when touched.

But Zhan Qingyu smiled at Dorjee without words, and put one hand on Dorjee's shoulder, which was enough. Good brother, if you can think carefully about you when you don't know what the road ahead is, what more can you ask for?

"Hum!" Demo Xiaoya was removed from Taiji Lake by Zhan Qingyu. Embraced in her arms, her long-aged face was still smiling. She must have been very happy the moment her consciousness disappeared, and she could foresee the future of Zhan Qingyu.

She saw Zhan Qingyu standing at the highest point in the whole world, beckoning and smiling at her, and even said obscenely, "The thighs are so white." Demo Xiaoya left with such a smile, and her bright red lips still had the breath of Zhan Qingyu.

That was the only memorial that Zhan Qingyu left her, and there was still a trace of Yingying's will in this yin and yang atmosphere. Relying on the extreme adsorption of the Taiji space to retain this trace of breath, if this trace of breath is gone, His Holiness will not be able to do anything.

It was this last remaining concern that the witch god dragged Demo Xiaoya out of the river of souls in the past, and her soul had been reborn.

"Jiuxiao!" Demo Xiaoya opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her and smiled: "I saw you, you put a lot of things I like in the place where my soul must pass." ”

"I haven't put it enough!" Zhan Qingyu burst into tears: "There are many more that I haven't had time to get." ”

"Enough!" Demo Xiaoya shook her head: "I also heard you say that you love me, you want to marry me, and give us a complete ending." ”

"No!" Zhan Qingyu's tears fell on Demo Xiaoya's face, mixing the flavors of the two of them to brew something called "never abandoned".

"It's not that I want to marry you, I will definitely marry you!" Zhan Qingyu felt the temperature of Demo Xiaoya's palm on her face and said: "Ziyi Miaoxue and I marry together, no matter how big or small, they are all my love, I will be fine if you are well, and I will be happy if you are happy." ”

"Don't say that yet!" Demo Xiaoya covered Zhan Qingyu's mouth with her fingers: "I heard you talking about chess games?"

"Yes, it's a big chess game!" Zhan Qingyu nodded.

"Very good!" Demo Xiaoya slowly stood up, and her eyes did not leave Qingyu's face for a moment.

"I have a special ability that I can see through any game. She smiled: "I can crack any chess game I hear, let's kill it together and leave it alone, okay?"

"Hum!" the tremor of space began in the distance, and large expanses of energy scattered over the ancient ruins before returning to their original state.

This is the news that Zhan Qingyu is most unwilling to hear, Demo Xiaoya is good at chess and extremely talented. It turned out that the person who had cracked the tens of thousands of years of Zhenlong endgame in the Xuan Netherworld turned out to be the person in front of him, who would have thought of this?

What a cruel fact!