The other person, with silver hair fluttering slightly in the cool breeze, was falling slowly.

"You're losing again." A son fell, and the silver-haired man raised his eyebrows.

"Wrong, I just took the wrong step, pick it up, start over, start again." The black-haired woman saw this ruined chess.

Seeing this, the silver-haired man didn't pursue it, smiled coldly, and ruined the chess according to her.

"I said kill the heavens, which one should I go?" The woman ruined the chess, and did not forget to humbly ask the silver-haired man.

"Here, you can take two more steps." A cold cloud kills the sky, and when he listens to it, he stretches out his hand to point.

"Oh, let's go here." The woman's smile was like a flower.

The silver moon shone on them, wasn't it who the falling feathers and the clouds were killing the sky.

"They, they're not ......"

The spy leader of the Lou Xing family who came to the appointment changed his face like a ghost when he saw this.

Yun Jitian and Jun Luoyu, he saw that they were dead, and his corpses were still broken and scattered, how could he still ......

This...... This......

The shock was excellent, and the words had not yet fallen.

The falling feather on the stone platform slowly stretched out his hand to take the tea bowl on the stone platform, the tea bowl was too full, and a trace of water immediately splashed out, splashing on another thing in front of the teacup.

"Ouch, this can't get wet, maybe I'll be able to order a few to come out."

Luo Yu let out a dishonest shout, violently pushed the chess pieces on the chessboard, and reached out to grab the things on the side of the seven teacups.

While smiling, he turned his head and said, "Eighth Elder and Prince Futaba Chengli, did you say that?" ”

Under the moonlight, a group of people wearing pale yellow robes clearly saw what Luo Yu was holding in his hands.

A piece of Futaba Castle carved with a Futaba Wyvern, a Wyvern Order that oversees intelligence officers sent abroad.

The eight elders led by the "Silk ......" and the Prince of Futaba Jorei, who had been hiding in the shadows, gasped in unison after seeing it clearly.

"Let's go, quick." Under a breath of cold air, the two of them reacted quickly, and immediately roared, turned around and wanted to run.

The clouds killed the sky, the falling feathers did not die, and the sea ink wind naturally did not die.

Although at the moment they have absolutely no idea why the damned man is not dead, there is one thing they can be absolutely sure.