Who is fighting

After the failure, Venerable Baiyun looked at the light curtain at the entrance of the secret realm with resentment and resentment, stomped his feet, turned around and flew away. .

"Go away!"

Amidst the shouts, he slapped his palms, and the two warriors who happened to be in the way were slapped until they vomited blood and fell down.

The figure flashed and disappeared.

He was actually a big shot at the level of a Martial King.

Being angered by King Wu, they vomited blood and were seriously injured. The two warriors had to be dumb and eat Coptis chinensis.

Liang Qiufeng huddled in the crowd and watched carefully. Just a moment ago, the chess situation flashed by the light curtain emerged in his mind——

The lines are vertical and horizontal, and the white and black chess pieces are particularly distinct. The two armies are facing each other and strangled together. The situation is intricate and interlocking. .

"Well, the complexity of this chess game is really incredible..."

Liang Qiufeng doesn't know how to play chess, and he has never played chess with others.However, what the light curtain saw was impressive, and it kept appearing in my mind as if it had taken root:

"The big dragon fights in the Central Plains, and the corners are endlessly entangled... The black and white sides penetrate each other, which is very subtle and weird. If you substitute black chess, the black chess will be surrounded and killed at any time; if you substitute white chess, the white chess is also in jeopardy. Being uprooted and losing everything..."

"Regardless of whether it's black or white, it's an unsolvable dead end. What's going on?"

Before he knew it, Liang Qiufeng frowned, lost in thought, and stopped paying attention to everything around him.

"How should we go to break this situation..."

"This can't work... that can't work..."

"There is no hope, no matter how you go, you are dead..."

"Dead! Die! Die!"

His expression suddenly became ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept rolling down his veined forehead.

Liu Er sensed something was wrong, erected his ears vigilantly, scratched his head and cheek, and quickly stretched out his paws to push.

However, Liang Qiufeng stood there in a daze, unconscious, his face turned sickly red, as if blood would ooze out at any time.

"swing!"

In a critical moment, a bell rings in the world of Niwan Palace, clear and melodious, deafening and deafening.

Accompanied by the sound of the bell, a majestic dragon shadow vaguely passed by, dragging out a long trajectory, very much like a sword crossing the sky.

The shadow of the sword and the shadow of the dragon are all in one piece.

As soon as the bell rang, the criss-cross chess game disappeared like a phantom, and the black and white chess pieces disappeared without a trace, as if they never existed.

The green hills in front of my eyes are green and the crowd is turbulent; the voices in my ears are full of voices and the mountain wind is whistling.

Finally returned to the real world.

Liang Qiufeng had lingering fears in his heart, he had just dangled through the door of death and almost died unexpectedly.

That light curtain, that chess game, that restriction, actually possess such power?I just had a thought and wanted to try to crack one or two, but my soul and mind were immediately involved, and I fell into the dispute between black and white in the chess game, almost doomed.

Fortunately, "Sword Heart and Carving Dragon" showed its power in time again, presenting the shape and sound of the sword hitting the bell, turning the tide.

Liang Qiufeng, who was in a cold sweat from being frightened, looked around and found that there was nothing unusual about the other warriors. They should have taken necessary evasive measures immediately when they saw the chess game manifested by the light curtain, thus avoiding the risk.

experience.

There is no doubt that they have relevant experience. In the past, there must have been many people like Liang Qiufeng who fell into danger passively.When things got out, people took them as a lesson.Poor Liang Qiufeng had just arrived and didn't have a deep understanding of the White Head Secret Realm, so he was tricked.

After all, hearsay, it is impossible to know everything.

Shi Cai's spirit was involved in the restriction, which was equivalent to trying to crack it, but it ended in a disastrous failure and almost cost his life.After some mental struggle, he felt very tired.

The Hundred Yuan Secret Realm is indeed worthy of its name, and it is definitely not something that can be speculated casually.

After thinking about it, he decided to return to Baiyuan City to rest and recuperate.

Riding on the back of the dragon horse, tiredness flooded into my heart like a tide, my eyelids couldn't help but fight, and I really wanted to fall to the ground and have a good sleep.

Such a performance is considered rare for a Qi Dao warrior.Fortunately, the bell rang in time and did not cause mental trauma, otherwise it would be worthwhile.

Seeing his sluggish appearance, Liu Er was very worried, and watched him nervously.

Leaving Baishou Mountain, he walked towards Baiyuan City. He didn't know how far he had walked in a daze. Just when he couldn't hold on anymore, he suddenly heard a soft and crisp voice: "Liangqiu Feng, the head of Liangmen?"

Looking back, the fragrant wind was blowing, a group of people came and rode first, with black hair like clouds and a hot figure, she was actually a delicate and charming female warrior, wearing a fiery red cloak, very heroic.

It looked familiar, but Liang Qiufeng's thinking became obviously slow, and it took him a while to think: "Miss Zhenyuan Trading Company?"

The person who came was Yang Shuanglan, the third lady of Zhenyuan Trading Company.

After the rise of Zhongnan Jianmen, and the alchemy master Lu Master became the Supreme Elder, almost all sect forces in the Huaizuo Mansion sent people to congratulate Feng, including Zhenyuan Trading Company.At that time, Yang Shuanglan personally served as the envoy, so she met Liang Qiufeng.

However, when the two parties met at that time, they just exchanged pleasantries and briefly mentioned their business dealings in the future, but did not talk in depth.

Yang Shuanglan didn't even notice that this too young Jianmen sect master was actually the one who sold her the Flood Dragon Blood Stone that day.

Regarding this matter, Liang Qiufeng would not point it out.

When you nod your acquaintance, you should forget each other.

Unexpectedly, after leaving the Tang Dynasty, they met again in Baiyuan City.

Yang Shuanglan was travel-laden, with a look of tiredness on her face. Judging from her lineup, she should have come here for business.

Although Zhenyuan Trading Company is not as good as Tianbao, it is quite famous in Shenzhou Continent, and its business is doing very well.Therefore, in many cases, Yang Shuanglan had to go out and run the business herself.

"So it's Miss San..."

Because of his extreme exhaustion, Liang Qiufeng's tongue was like an egg, and his words were tied in knots.

Yang Shuanglan immediately saw what was wrong with him, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm sleepy……"

As he said that, Liang Qiufeng actually lay down on the horse's back, and fell asleep after a while.

This made Yang Shuanglan and the others dumbfounded.

Is he injured?

Yang Shuanglan was about to go up to see what happened.

Squeak!

A monkey flashed quickly, waving its arms and yelling.He signaled that no one should get close to Liang Qiufeng, otherwise he would be impolite.

"Hey, what a cute pocket monkey."

A curious expression flashed across Yang Shuanglan's bright eyes, but disappeared in an instant.For women, it seems that they always like small animals by nature, such as rabbits and puppies, and monkeys can also be included.

In her opinion, this pocket monkey is Liang Qiufeng's spiritual pet, which is equivalent to a low-level monster.

Yang Shuanglan rode his horse closer without paying attention, to see Liang Qiufeng's condition.

"squeak!"

The six-eared man stood up suddenly, his hair fluffed up, and he screamed.

hiss!

Yang Shuanglan's mount was so frightened that its front hooves gave up and it knelt down on the ground. Fortunately, Yang Shuanglan saw the opportunity and jumped away, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground directly.

Not only her horse, but the horses of the followers behind, no matter whether it was a dragon or a horse, all of them were so frightened that their buttocks trembled, and they couldn't help but kneel down.The weaker black and brown horse was so frightened that it pulled out feces and urine, which stinks.

One called Weizhisi?

Yang Shuanglan and the others stared intently at the six ears standing on the back of the dragon horse, all of them showed shocking expressions: Obviously, this little guy is definitely not as cute and cute as it looks on the surface, it is likely to be a monster of a different species, even , possessing the bloodline of an ancient divine beast...

The subtle change in his eyes instantly reflected his heart at this moment.