Just when Xiao Tong's fingertips almost touched the illusory figure, some kind of terrifying murder weapon struck in the darkness, piercing the shadow of Ye Shiyu, who was almost able to appear, and brutally smashed it.

The atmosphere of sadness that pervaded the air disappeared in an instant, and the abode of the god of the world was filled with murderous aura.

Fortunately, he was able to dodge it in time! Otherwise, the murder weapon would have to punch out a hole in the little boy standing in front of Ye Shiyu's phantom.

Looking closely, the murder weapon that punched a hole in the ground was actually a normal-sized chess piece. However, unlike a normal chess piece, this is an angular seven-sided chess piece.

Seven chess pieces appear, and you don't have to think about knowing who is the killer.

"You!" the boy yelled angrily, "You can only play tricks! ”

Gongziyang's expression was complicated and indistinguishable, and he was very entangled in two choices: he wanted to find a place to hide temporarily, and he stayed where he was, looking very eagerly in the direction where the chess pieces were thrown, eager to see the side of the "murderer".

"It's a good taste~ This is a piece of sniffing. ”

From the darkness, a ghost dressed in white appeared in front of the two of them, with a face like a man and a woman, a voice that was yin and yang, and the gender was indistinguishable.

The boy glared angrily, picked up the seven-sided chess pieces on the ground, and threw them at the ghost, although his strength was also very great, and even some divine power, throwing something to break through the ordinary walls of the human world. And the seven-sided chess pieces were originally the belongings guarded by the white-clothed ghost, and the ghost raised his hand and caught the child's murderous aura lightly.

"Hmph!" the boy who knew that he couldn't fight playfully avoided the conflict, "Who are you targeting this time?"

"Yo~" The voice of the voice is as yin and yang as the appearance, even to the extent of madness, often the first word is a woman's family chatter, and the latter word has the hardness of Jin Ge Iron Horse, for example, "Delicious prey!"

Xiao Tong angrily reprimanded: "You broke Ye Shiyu's phantom and targeted him again? Hmph, you still want to kill me with you? But let me tell you, a person who dies once can't die a second time." Are you so arrogant that you go against the sky?"

"Oops~" The ghost in white turned into a female voice to eat and laugh, moving her nose, as if she really smelled the tempting delicacy, and actually stretched out her tongue to lick her lips, repeating it non-stop.

"There are seven sides to the Seven Kills, and each side is a person's name. The same person can only be killed once, and the same account can only be recorded once. Of course, new prey emerges. He smiled grimly, "Still, I don't mind going back to the pot with the meat already cooked." ”

"It's disgusting. I warn you, if you dare to move Ye Shiyu again, I will invite the god of the world to destroy you. The disgusting boy couldn't listen to it anymore, so he simply shook his hand and left. As soon as he took a step out, he immediately turned back, "You, who are neither men nor women, are you eyeing the mount of the Golden Crow God?"

"Hahaha!" a rugged male voice came out of the throat of the white-clothed ghost, "The only cloud colt among the 100,000 Pegasus, the taste can't be wrong." ”

"Hey, there's a limit to wishful thinking. You can't just find anyone to kill! Do you dare to override the destiny of heaven and do whatever you want?"

"Hahaha-"

The chess watchers who were also aware of the plans of the white-clothed ghost were not good for Yunju this time. He stood by even more embarrassed.

The boy warned in a cold voice: "You'd better distinguish between what you can do and what you can't touch." Isn't it big enough to beat the Yunju of the Golden Crow God with seven killing chess?"

"Hehehe......"

The white-clothed ghost transformed into a feminine female voice, playing with seven-sided chess pieces in her hand, which was originally white on seven sides, but now three sides are black, and the fourth side is flickering brightly and darkly, which makes the little boy look at it and be worried.

"Three people have died~ The fourth, the fourth~ The fourth may be in Fenglin City~"

Xiao Tong didn't want to stay with the ghost for a moment, since he couldn't beat him, he could only go first, before escaping, he instinctively picked up a stack of folds from the ground, and was worried about Qi Bei, who rushed to Fenglin City, if he stayed for a while, he was likely to be hit by the Seven Kills Chess, just like the small but powerful chess pieces that pierced Ye Shiyu's phantom. It's a pity that what happened in the dwelling of the gods can't be leaked to the world, and Gongziyang once tried the law, but was tortured very badly by the "forbidden spell".

Qi Bei, you can only ask for more blessings.

In the depths of Xiao Tong's heart, he is a little glad that the white-clothed ghost is not chasing Ye Shiyu, but an outsider who has nothing to do with him - if the target of the white-clothed ghost is Ye Shiyu in the world, will he risk being torn by the "forbidden spell" and swept out of the house of the gods and his soul has nowhere to cling, will he go to report to Ye Shiyu?

Thankfully, there is no need to make this dilemma right now.

Spectators, on the other hand, are indeed facing a dilemma.

The embarrassed Gongzi Yang Jin is not, nor is he retreating, he is distressed in every way, always paying attention to the ghostly and sometimes masculine, sometimes feminine face, and does not dare to step forward to speak easily.

The white-clothed ghost obviously noticed him, and it happened to be a woman's form at this time, so the gaze cast at him was soft, which evoked the memories of Gongzi Yang's world, his eyes were full of tears, and he knelt down in front of the white-clothed ghost with a plop, crying: "Mother...... Yang begs you not to hurt Lord Yunju. The whole Fenglin City relied on him to bring the Golden Crow God. Please......"

When he raised his eyes, the white-clothed ghost that looked exactly like his mother when he became a female disappeared.

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The lights of thousands of homes seem to be unchanged at night when the wind is coming to the city.

The wind blew on Qi Bei's face, inhaled air in his nose, his chest rose and fell, and his heart beat.

It's really alive.

He gulped in the fresh smell of air—why had he never really paid attention to his breath after all these years of living, and between opening and closing his mouth, the turbidity in his lungs was cleared, and the fresh smell poured in. It turns out that when you come back to life, you will find that even the simplest and most forgotten breath is a rare enjoyment.

"Let me see you. ”

Xiao Xiao pulled Qi Bei, very affectionate and very eager, looking at him with the help of the bright lights on the street. In the deep and bleak abode of the god of the world, even if he has excellent eyesight, he may not be able to see a person's appearance clearly.

"Hee-hee, our cloud foal is indeed the best in the 100,000 Heavenly Mali!"

It's time to evaluate the appearance again, and Qi Bei habitually hangs his head: "I'm just a horse face plus-uh." She wouldn't like it anyway. ”

"What are you sad about? Your face looks like a horse, but it's not exactly a horse. The divine power of 100,000 heavenly horses is not as good as yours, if they have the ability to become humans, they must all be crooked melons and cracked dates, and they can't even keep their horse faces. Xiao Xiao gave him a boost - although this sounded like Qi Bei, it didn't have any effect.