Early in the morning, there was fog. Ling Yun was dressed in white and marched on the outskirts of Ling Mansion. The cold wind of the early morning is still a little cold for a person who has lost his spiritual power, but fortunately, there is still a warm support by his side. The girl in Tsing Yi came side by side with him, and the smile she turned her head from time to time washed away the coldness on Ling Yun's body, as well as the uneasiness in her heart when facing the next game.

Murong Xingyun had been more or less contradictory to him since he had cultivated his spiritual power, and he swallowed his anger before and even showed a humble smile in front of him. But three years ago, everything had changed, and he went from hostility to ignorance. And after he was appreciated by the old man of Xingqi, the contradiction between the two broke out again, the grievances over the years, the grudges between the two have accumulated a lot of hard to return, although he is full of confidence in the strength of Xingqi, but the enemy is outnumbered, Murong Xingyun is not a trustworthy person, he has a hunch that this battle is not as simple as a game. He couldn't predict what would happen after that, but the uneasiness in his heart never dissipated.

You can't beg for mercy weakly, and in the face of this kind of enemy as fierce as a hungry wolf, you must find a way to control even a little bit of the initiative, but the barren strength will limit the conditions under which you can negotiate in this duel. He kept thinking about it in his mind.

There was no one to walk with them, and some of the Ling Mansion's retinue had quietly left the Ling Mansion these days. As for Ling Yun's immediate family members of the same generation, although there were still some cousins and sisters, they were all too young, and Ling Yun did not let them come to watch the battle.

Murong Mansion, deep.

A gazebo, a flowing stream. Murong Xingyun sat in the pavilion, looking at the scenery in the distance.

There are a lot of seats placed under the gazebo, and the figures assigned to them are quite familiar.

Murong Xingyun's two cousins, Murong Jue and Murong Wujing. The two juniors brought by Yun Zhongzi, Ping Yu and Ping Jie. There are three young generations in the three side doors of the Ling family, Yu Tianlie, Xu Chengyu, and Huang Wei.

There are also many attendant maids standing near the gazebo, doing some miscellaneous work near the gazebo.

Inside the gazebo, the chessboard has been placed on a circular stone table. The chessboard pieces of the Murong family are naturally of a very high grade, and the chessboard is made of wood from the Cangyun Divine Wood. And the material of the chess pieces is also very good, and it is obviously a cherished stone.

The two figures in the distance finally came belatedly, the man was dressed in white, his slender body stood upright, his expression was firm, his eyes were solid, and he looked at the people in the distance who had lost their decadent color. Beside him, the girl's simple blue dress was worn on her body, and her star-like eyes had a clear brilliance. He carried a small sword on his back, but the terrifying spiritual power on it had been concealed.

The two figures came slowly, getting closer and closer to the pavilion where they were playing chess.

Murong's entourage greeted Yuewei and arranged for her to sit in a comfortable position. And Ling Yun slowly walked forward to the opposite side of Murong Xingyun.

Murong Xingyun raised his head and looked towards Ling Yun.

"You're here, you don't seem to be confident for a few days, did you learn the trick of soul use from that old man?" Murong Xingyun asked slowly.

"Is that why you're sticking to the game? Do you want to learn the master's advanced soul skills through me? ”

A smile appeared on Murong Xingyun's evil face: "The method of soul use is rare and abnormal, and this is indeed a good reason. Today, the situation between friend and foe is clear, if you are interested, hand over the soul art you have learned. ”

Ling Yun's face showed a look of embarrassment: "I did learn some soul arts, but soul techniques have always been only learned by smart people, like you, an intelligence who can't understand after playing star chess all his life, it's better not to touch it." ”

"Arrogance!" Murong Xingyun slammed his hand on the tabletop, causing the entire stone table to creak. "Are you the old man who defeated with real skills? This kind of argument is that a three-year-old child will not believe it, how long have you been playing star chess, let me test your strength today. ”

"I'm happy to accompany you." Ling Yun replied.

"If it's a game, how can there be no jackpots? If you can't even win against me, you'll have to pay the price of talking about it at the family meeting. ”

"You say."

Murong Xingyun moved his gaze into the distance and stared at Ling Yuewei's body. "Eldest brother is like a father, if you lose, how about marrying your sister Ling Yuewei to me?" ”

"What?" Ling Yuewei stood up from his seat, his face full of disbelief.

Murong Xingyun stood up and smiled at Ling Yuewei. "Sister Yuewei, you don't need to be too surprised, I don't want to embarrass your brother in today's game, my Murong Xingyun just loves you too much in my heart, as long as you agree to marry me, my brother and I will definitely not be embarrassed,"

"What the hell are you talking about? I would never say yes. A layer of cold air rose on Yue Wei's eyes, and he looked at Murong Xingyun coldly.

"Why are you so disgusted with me? What's wrong with me? In this Izumo City, I am the son of Xingyun who calls for wind and rain, and I am also the leading genius in Tianyun Prefecture. Yuewei: What kind of character is the husband in your heart? As far as I know, you haven't had a relationship yet, have you? He withdrew his gaze to Ling Yun, who was sitting in front of him. "Could it be that the person you like is him?" He's your brother, and now he's a joke in Izumo Castle. If you are with him..."

"Enough!" Ling Yun finally spoke up. "Who does Yuewei like is her freedom, you are a waste who has been suppressed by me on the spiritual path for many years is not worthy of him. Isn't it just a response? Now if it is a spiritual battle, I am indeed inferior to you, but you are no longer a combination of my skills. I've made the bet. Ling Yun's eyes were fixed on Murong Xingyun. What about you? What is the penalty if you lose? ”

"I lost? Then I'll let you go and stop making trouble with your Ling Mansion. Murong Xingyun replied lightly.

"That's a good word." Ling Yun nodded, as long as he could be safe, it was enough for himself.

Ling Yun grabbed a black chess piece from the chessboard and said, "Guess first!" ”

"No need, a person who has been bullied all day long and has to help his sister come forward, you don't deserve to guess with me first, you just shoot first."

Ling Yun put the black chess piece next to Murong Xingyun and showed a sneer: "People who can't even win by the nine sons, let's weigh themselves before speaking. ”

"It seems that you are indeed very confident, since you are so arrogant, I have to take the lead and teach you a good lesson." A smile appeared on Murong Xingyun's face, it seemed that his intention to let the first be false was false, and the intention of agitating the general was true.

Before the words fell, Murong Xingyun took out another thing from the space ring, two black and white hourglasses. Ling Yun was already very familiar with this thing when he saw it—the Star Chess Timer.

"If it's the same as your game that day, it's hard to end the next day and night, but Young Master Ben can't afford it, and he will lose a game of five minutes in one hand."

Is this what you think is the source of confidence that you can beat me in Star Chess? What you don't know, in the face of absolute strength, these little cleverness of yours are useless. A smile appeared on Ling Yun's face: "I promise, the game can begin." ”