The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1588

In Jin Ge City, in the backyard of Ge's house, in the gazebo, there is a youth in star robes and a youth in white robes.

Two people sit facing each other, one holding white stones and the other holding black stones.

On the chessboard, the two camps are clearly separated. As the two chess pieces fall one by one, the black pieces gradually form a siege, enveloping the white pieces. Facing the situation in front of them, the white pieces are not panicked at all, and they are still unhurried. manner.

"Brother Xingchen, I'm afraid you're going to lose this game." Ge Xiao, who was wearing a white robe, shook the sunspot between his fingers, and teased the star-robed youth in front of him with a smile on his face.

"That's not necessarily the case. Brother Ge, you have to know that when anything is not really over, there will be changes in it. Everything in this world is not static. If you don't believe me, you can see."

Xing Chen held Bai Zi between his two fingers, and dropped the ball with a click. Bai Zi, who was about to be destroyed, suddenly came to life at this moment.

Even the last piece directly connected the whole white pieces to form a wandering dragon.

Youlong hovers on the chessboard, as if it is about to break away from it at any time, soaring for nine days.

"I didn't realize that Brother Xingchen still made a move here. I lost today."

Xingchen asked: "Are you still here?"

"No, I'm the one who loses with you every time. Why don't you let me treat you to dinner? Let's go and see what's going on with Hou Zeyu."

"can."

Talking, the two walked hand in hand.

Occasionally, the sound of conversation between the two can be heard above the sky.

"Brother Xingchen, I think your round seems to be enlightening. Could it be that your round indicates that the Ling family will rise again?"

"No, I didn't foresee anything. I just wanted to say that everything in the world is subject to change."

"What's going on?" Lingying, who was cleaning up the mess in the yard, looked up at the sky. The thunder cloud that kept rolling frowned fiercely, and that handsome face was full of doubts and solemnity at the moment. .

She arrived at the door of the study in three steps at a time. Before he could enter, the door of the study opened with a creak.

However, the person who came out was a young man dressed in black, with a hard face, cold eyes, and a cold temperament exuding from his body.

Lingying's eyes sharpened instantly, "Who are you? Why did you come out of it?"

Ling Yu also squinted his eyes and looked at the young man up and down. The long sword in his hand was half out of its sheath, and was standing in front of the young man.

"It's me." The slightly familiar voice, as well as the little white hairball on the young man's shoulder, made the girl in white clothes as graceful as a butterfly and glamorous as frost flash across their minds.

Lingying glanced up and down Leng Wuyou's body, with some hesitation in her eyes, "Well, can I ask a question?"

Leng Wuyou looked sideways at her and nodded slightly.

"Are you a man or a woman? I should call you a girl or a son." The question Lingying wanted to ask was preempted by Lingyu.

"Look at me now." This attire is not called a son, can it be called a girl?
The one who came out was Leng Wuyou and Lingyou. The reason why she looked like this was because just now, when she was dressed in a woman's attire and was about to open the door, she suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation. It felt like a catastrophe was imminent, as if she went out like this, something big would definitely happen.

This feeling is inexplicable, it is a blessing to the soul, and it disappeared after she changed into men's clothes.

Even so, this premonition has already been deeply imprinted in Leng Wuyou's heart.

"Uncle is at a critical moment now, so you can't disturb him, let's go, let's meet the guests who came this time."

Seeing the figure walking forward, Lingying and Lingyu exchanged glances, they both saw the firmness and conviction in each other's eyes, so they stepped up and followed closely.

For their father, they were not worried at all. Since the other party had spent so much effort to save them, they would naturally not harm them.

Soon, the disciples of the Ling family gathered all the corpses together, and there was still some blood left on the ground, which had not been removed.

But this time, they all put down their work, looked up at the clouds in the sky, and whispered.

(End of this chapter)