This figure is both familiar and unfamiliar to Jiang Quinoa.

Because she had seen this figure countless times in the book of beauties of Wansheng Duel, she was extremely familiar with it, but she had never had the opportunity to see it......

After getting the Ten Thousand Lives Decision, Jiang Quinoa only touched the demon exercises, and the others have been sealed in the dust.

Right now, she actually saw the demon senior on the Ten Thousand Lives Decision......

Jiang Quinoa frowned, this is the Nine Heavens God and Demon Array, but there is a portrait of the predecessor of the demon clan, which must be related.

The seniors are the owners of this deserted courtyard? Or does the owner here know this senior?

Is this Nine Heavens God and Demon Great Array related to it?

Several thoughts and speculations flashed through her mind, and she took the portrait and studied it carefully.

But when she saw the contents of the portrait, she suddenly noticed a familiar object on the ground beside the senior in the portrait, which was the chessboard she had put away.

At this moment, Jiang Quinoa suddenly realized that the senior was the master here.

She pondered for a moment and took out the chessboard from the storage ring, looked at the portrait, and then at the chessboard, her eyes constantly wandering back and forth between the two.

Suddenly, she thought of something, took out all the chess pieces, and reconstructed the game one by one according to what she had seen in the hall.

When she dropped the last white child, the portrait in front of her suddenly emitted a burst of white light, and at the same time, the Wansheng Decision in her storage ring also changed, and she flew out by herself.

The familiar aura collided, Jiang Quinoa only felt that the white light enveloped it, and it was very comfortable, and the next moment the divine soul was pulled into the ten thousand life decision.

Jiang Quinoa had already experienced the uniqueness of Wanshengdu, so he was not afraid, and calmly observed the environment as soon as he landed.

This time, there were no groups of monks chasing and intercepting them, only a deserted courtyard.

There are some similarities between this compound and the abandoned courtyard, but they are not exactly the same, they are obviously two different places.

Just as she was wondering, the familiar figure stepped out of the room with a chessboard and slowly walked towards her.

He was wearing a green coat and a crown of feathers on his head, and there was a Tao flowing on his body when he walked.

Between her gestures, Jiang Quinoa seemed to see the style of the ancient scholars, just like the ancient Confucian ministers who came out of the book, which made her feel respectful.

Jiang Quinoa hurriedly got up to greet him, and during the action, he found that he had changed his outfit, and his fist-hugging hand had also turned into a man's slender knuckles.

She knew that this was the body of the creator of the Ten Thousand Lives, and her behavior was beyond her control.

"Ziqian, please take a seat."

The figure smiled softly at her, invited her to take a seat, placed the chessboard on the stone table, and sat down across from her.

After he sat down, Jiang Quinoa also sat down, staring at him seriously.

The figure was not annoyed, he still smiled gently, his back was straight, his demeanor was dignified, and he poured Jiang Quinoa a cup of tea before putting the chessboard away.

Afterwards, both of them stopped talking and began to play in silence.

Jiang Quinoa didn't understand the chess game, but just watched them back and forth carefully, thinking what kind of spell was this?

The records in the Ten Thousand Lives Duel are all the big moves of the predecessors, but what is the truth of this game of chess?

She didn't quite understand the meaning of the scene in front of her, so she could only remember every move in her heart.

The senior on the opposite side has superb chess skills, and he will soon win, he will humbly say "concede", but there will be a touch of arrogance between his eyebrows.

Humility and pride are perfectly integrated in him, and he is more and more set off with extraordinary bearing, which cannot be touched.

Jiang Quinoa watched the game, and his mind was full of paste.

She didn't understand the rules, let alone the strategies and plans inside, so she didn't learn anything except memorize every step.

This is not the same as she imagined, shouldn't it be the scene where the predecessors use their ultimates to kill the Quartet?

Just as she was getting more and more confused, her spirit suddenly dizzy, and then she was kicked out by Wan Shengdu.

Jiang Quinoa's figure swayed, and he quickly stabilized his figure.

She stared at Wan Sheng, who had returned to the storage ring, and was a little worried, which meant that after the exercise was displayed, no matter how many times she entered, she would face the same scene.

So, is the chess game the practice of the demon predecessors?

It's just so weird.

The first time Jiang Quinoa encountered this kind of exercise, he had no choice but to decide to learn how to play chess after going out, and then try to see if he could learn something from it.

But before that, she could try the game again.

Just do it, she put away all the black and white pieces on the chessboard, and then recalled the chess game in Wansheng Duel to restore the chess game step by step.

In the end, she felt as if she had become the senior, and although she didn't understand anything, she was completely in control of the game.

The last chess piece fell again, and when Jiang Quinoa was enjoying the chess game, the chess pieces on the chessboard all moved.

They flew off the chessboard and spun around the room at high speed, and soon a dark and demonic vortex appeared in the middle.

Jiang Quinoa felt something, and immediately flew forward and plunged into the whirlpool.

At the same time, the scattered portraits on the ground also changed, and the portraits on them gradually disappeared after a flash of light, until at last only a blank space remained.

Jiang Quinoa didn't know all this, she returned to the second-floor house after entering the whirlpool, only this time, the furnishings in the house were still fine, and there was no dilapidated and desolate scene.

She sat on the ground, and the figure of the demon ancestor appeared in front of her.

Jiang Quinoa thought that she was in some previous scene again, but the senior in front of her called out her name:

"Ginger quinoa?"

There was a sense of uncertainty in the clear voice, which made Jiang Quinoa's heart feel cold, and his pupils trembled slightly.

How did this senior know about her?

"Hehe, don't be nervous."

The senior seemed to see her nervousness and smiled faintly.

He looked at Jiang Quinoa, looked at it and suddenly sighed.

"It turns out that not only I have fallen, but Ziqian is also gone, and everyone has disappeared in this torrent of time."

Thinking back then, a few of them traveled north and south, wandering around the abyss realm, and those days made him reminisce about countless years and miss them a lot.

The original pride and ambition have gradually dissipated over the years.

Those bold words about ascending to the immortal realm together seem to have become a joke.

"Senior ......"

Jiang Quinoa wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he just pursed his lips and looked at him tightly.

"If you can be recognized by Ziqian, you must be a good boy, and I can see you again, and I can be blind."

The demon seniors seemed to think of something and laughed again.

"You don't know, Ziqian, that guy used to be the most embarrassed......"

"He's not very bold, and he doesn't like to cultivate, so he's interested in writing and painting."

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