"In the rivers and lakes, it is always said that you and Zifei are the double dragons of the Tang Dynasty, and you can stand side by side with Zifei, which is a high evaluation, I have always been unconvinced, and I have always wanted to try, but you are only on the third level, and I can't fight with you. ”

Bailiqi straightened up, the cracked chessboard quickly recovered, he didn't seem to care, but was a little satisfied: "It's not bad now." ”

A few chess pieces fell on the chessboard, and Bai Liqi seemed to have changed his scene in it, and his eyes were no longer Nanshan, nor was Chen Zhimo.

That's the chess game.

He is a pawn.

"I'm curious, you're just a ranger, not a bandit, why do you have to wear black?"

Chen Zhimo's voice came from outside the chessboard, and Bai Liqi was silent for a while, and said, "The black clothes are thin." ”

There are all kinds of changes on the chessboard, and Bailiqi's cultivation is very deep and his power is very high, but he is still forced by this chain of chess games to move forward.

He thought about wearing black clothes to look thinner, naturally because he didn't want to lose weight.

Unwilling to lose weight is a lack of patience, so at this time, he naturally has no patience to stay up with Chen Zhimo.

"You're very strong, but after all, you're just starting out in the wilderness, and you're not as good as me. ”

He held his stomach in both hands and turned it up and down.

"No one in the world knows where I'm from, and I haven't mentioned it, but I'm from Yan County. ”

Chen Zhimo's hands were sealed, and all the changes in the chessboard turned into a solid, and a giant dragon appeared in the chessboard with the moonlight and black and white, looking up to the sky and roaring, his eyes were cold and condescending.

"So what?"

He asked.

Bailiqi smiled, his legs slammed into the chessboard, and his body soared through the checkerboard one after another.

"That's why I'm as light as a swallow. ”

The punch was raised high, and the momentum of Yuye's peak burst out from his body, sweeping out towards the surroundings, and the powerful aura distorted the moonlight and tore the chessboard.

The dragon flew into the air and let out a roar, and the dragon swooped down.

When the heavens and the earth are leisurely, it should be the most beautiful time when all things are calm.

Namsan is a great place.

The tree trunk is covered by lush foliage, and it looks like a cluster of brocades from the sky.

Tonight, a huge dragon flew out of the mountain, and a cry as light as a swallow sounded, and then a ray of light bloomed, from the bottom up.

Countless brocades were torn apart.

The leaves fluttered and fell.

The moonlight faded a little.

The dragon turned into a point of light and floated towards the sky, as if it had no weight, blowing everywhere with the evening breeze, and falling on the petals like the faint light of a firefly, which was very monotonous at all.

It's sprinkled all over the square and it's beautiful.

The chessboard on the ground shattered into powder, and naturally it could not be restored again.

Chen Zhimo sat on the ground, and many debris of flowers and plants flew in all directions, and some of them fell on his head and looked a little sloppy.

I used to wonder what it would be like to die when I passed by.

Chen Zhimo blinked, feeling that this feeling was not good.

"What are you thinking?"

Bailiqi rubbed his chest, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked curiously.

Chen Zhimo slowed down his breathing, stretched out his hand to feel the touch of the petals brushing his fingertips, his eyes lifted and fell on the moon, pursed his lips, and sighed: "The moonlight is so good tonight." ”

It's good that the stars shine naturally, but being unique is also a color.

Bailiqi nodded, stretched out his fat hand and put it in the air to feel the night breeze blowing, and said with a smile: "The wind is also gentle." ”

......

"And what are you thinking?"

Chen Zhimo asked.

Bai Liqi said: "I'm thinking that after killing you, I'm not sure if I can catch up with Yang Shang." ”

"Then you don't have to think about it. ”

"Why?"

Berich's eyebrows raised.

"Because the one who dies won't be me. ”

There were only two people in front of him, and the person who died was not him, naturally it was Bailiqi.

This is very illogical.

Because Chen Zhimo is seriously injured at the moment, he can't move his body, he can't even move, how can he kill him?

"I've always thought that flowers like this are to be with a woman, even if it's not a sweetheart, at least it's a woman. ”

Chen Zhimo stretched out a finger and pressed it to the ground, and the collapsed chessboard resurfaced, he looked at the black clothes and said seriously: "And you are a man, so I feel very awkward." ”

The chessboard is criss-crossed, and the chess positions are clear.

"The chessboard is the rules, and the rules here, I have the final say. ”

As his words fell, countless lights bloomed on the chessboard, and the black and white pieces fell frequently like meteors, making one soft sound after another.

Berry's body tossed and turned around the board, his fists smashing into falling pieces one after another.

Behind him, a dragon emerged.

The phoenix flies overhead.

There was a loud bang in the sky, and then there was a series of roars, and a thunderbolt fell on the chessboard, intending to destroy the world.

Chen Zhimo sat on the ground, his face became more and more pale, the night breeze of Nanshan quietly blew by his side, and the mountains were quiet, extremely quiet.

The thunder in the chessboard was deafening, until the white jade thunder and lightning fell.

Bailiqi's face was serious, his beard was flying, he didn't roar, he just silently looked up and watched the thunder fall, his silence was not fear.

It's not the aftertaste of the rest of your life before you die.

Silence sometimes represents a more powerful form of resistance.

Bailiqi, a single name and a strange word.

That's a miracle, and it's a miracle.

For example, at this time, when the thunder fell, he did not raise his fist to cut the sky, did not split his palm to tear the thunder and lightning, but lowered his head and took a step to the side.

Thunderbolts condensed over the chessboard, scrambling to fall.

Beliqi took another step to the side.

Thunder and lightning fell on top of him, and the soles of his feet stepped on the corner of the chessboard.

A huge aura fluctuation then rose on the soles of his feet, spreading a radius of ten miles, flowers and plants turned into powder, and trees were uprooted.

The thunder and lightning dissipated overhead, and the rumbling thunder disappeared with it.

The chessboard twisted and the stars scattered.

Bailiqi showed a smile, this is the death hole of this game of chess, one step out, no matter how the wind and clouds change, it will eventually end.

Chen Zhimo also laughed.

The white shirt on his body looked so thin, and his face was pale without any blood.

The violent collision of auras brought gusts of wind like knives.

Scraps of flowers and plants hit the two of them in the face.

Chen Zhimo didn't care.

Bailiqi reached out and pinched a chess piece, which was hidden among the flowers and plants, very hidden.

But after all, it couldn't escape his eyes.

Then another white flew in, and Beliqi pinched it again.

In the moonlight, the debris of flowers and plants fluttered in the sky like a whirlwind, which was a beautiful picture.

Then hundreds of pieces were shot in the air.

More than a dozen passed through Bailich's chest.

Chen Zhimo was still sitting on the ground, stretched out his hand and picked up a petal, and his fingers popped out and landed on Bailiqi's eyebrows.

"Actually, my spiritual cultivation is not bad. ”