"Oh? You mean the dark clouds over there that day?"

"That's right, I'm afraid my lord..."

"What did Jun Qinghuan say?" Di Chentian lightly picked up a string, played the last note satisfactorily, stopped his hands, glanced at him, and said, "I have made my own decision on this matter. You don't have to say any more."

"Qing Huan said that it seems that Sect Leader Bai told him not to leave for the time being, but the Sect Leader went to meet Jing Ming."

"En? Master Jingming hasn't been involved in these matters for a long time. Does Master Bai really think he will take care of it?"

Dichentian smiled slightly, raised his eyebrows, Qingcheng's face looked even more thrilling under the sun, he got up and said: "Then wait for the news from Jun Qinghuan, and stay put for now."

"Yes, my subordinates know."

On the jade-polished chessboard, black, white and white are distinct. The black chess pieces have already shown signs of decay, irreversible, while the white chess pieces are still full of vitality, eager to try.

"Liu An, your chess skills are getting better and better."

Feng Ning picked up a black chess piece, the warmth of the tentacles showed that this chess piece was also made of jade, it was extremely precious.

"Your Highness is joking, how dare your subordinates say that you are good at chess? It's all because Your Highness is willing to let me."

"Haha, you really know how to flatter!"

He placed the black chess pieces in an inconspicuous place, but the next moment it was brought back to life, while the white pieces gradually declined in the struggle, and the black pieces devoured more white pieces in an instant, Liu An was dumbfounded watching.

"Put it to death and come back to life! Do you think the vision that appeared in the Forgotten Realm also means this?"

"The subordinates are dull, it is really hard to guess."

"Liu An, wait and see what happens, maybe this is an unpredictable opportunity?"

Feng Ning smiled, at this moment the chess game has undergone earth-shaking changes, the black pieces occupy the whole country, and the white pieces are irreparably defeated.

Yu Wuxi lay drunk in the gentle township, his coquettish face was even more seductive, he looked up at the place where the dark clouds appeared, and a slight smile crossed the corner of his mouth, what does this have to do with him?It was a land of oblivion, so he shouldn't have a headache.

The four major cultivating families are a little worried about the Lost Realm, so what are the plans for the three major families?Want to leave the land of oblivion?No, they can't let the other three families get a share of the pie. The four major families are enough, there shouldn't be another three families!

It seems that it is necessary to find a way to deal with them!

"Xian'er, what's wrong with you?" Ji Gongni touched the beauty's face, saw her brows were slightly frowned, and she asked in a soft tone.

"I want to see Xiang Rong and Xiu Lan. I haven't seen them for four years. I miss them so much."

Hua Qian'er picked up the handkerchief and wiped her eyes, and said very delicately.

"What's the matter? In a few days, I heard that Changkong Sect and Chunyang Palace will recruit new disciples. I think they will go too. Can't you see them?"

"That's right, that's right... I heard from someone earlier that there was a dark cloud covering the west just now, what's going on?"

"I don't know much about this. I plan to write a book and ask Nephew Yu. I remember that your niece and Nephew Yu are very close?"

"Hey, don't mention it! Ever since Xiangrong entered the Sky Sect, she has written to me, saying that King Bei didn't pay any attention to her at all, and she hadn't contacted her for a long time."

Hearing the words, Ji Gongni was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized: "That's for sure, Nephew Yushi is famous for being romantic and affectionate. How many concubines are there in his palace? Xiangrong may not marry him." Can she be happy? Besides, she is the young master of the Hua family, so I'm afraid she can't decide the marriage by herself."

"That's true. I have to advise her to think about it and stop thinking about King Bei, otherwise she might become a concubine!"

Hua Qian'er thought, she has to write to her niece quickly, and by the way, make Xiulan feel good about Xiangrong's favor. In her heart, she still hopes that the two children can get married, so that the power behind Xiulan will be stronger and indestructible!

Mingyang Palace.

"Greetings to Uncle Master." Bai Moyu saluted respectfully, not daring to look up at the gentle man sitting cross-legged on the futon.

"Get up, what are you doing here?"

Daoist Jingming has not left Chunyang Palace for more than 40 years, but he looks extremely young, and outsiders would at most think that he is approaching [-] years old, and his jade-like gentle temperament makes him extraordinarily gentle. A handsome young man.

Especially the spotless white clothes worn on him seemed to be tailor-made for him. The white clothes really surpassed the snow and were as elegant as jade.

Slightly raised his head, it was a face that could not help but hold his breath, his eyebrows were like a light moon, his eyes were like flowers reflecting on the spring river in March, and a golden lotus flower shone impressively between his brows, the brilliance was shining like a fairy elder.

Bai Moyu was relatively calm, perhaps because he was used to seeing this face, he didn't think anything of it, if other people saw it, they would surely fall to the ground with nosebleeds.

Cause of death: excessive bleeding.

However, he felt that his uncle had a sense of intimidation that made people unable to surrender. It was so strange that such a gentle person would be afraid of him and dare not make mistakes.

"My nephew heard that my uncle's divination skills are very good, but it's not very peaceful recently, I hope my uncle can do a divination."

"Martial nephew, how can the way of heaven allow you to investigate easily? The hexagram may not be truly accurate, but my uncle can tell you that this matter is a great good thing for Chunyang Palace, and there is absolutely no harm."

"Then...my nephew is planning to send Qing Huan to the Forgotten Realm, according to my uncle's intention, do I still want to go?"

"Then there's no need, this Forgotten Realm...I'm afraid it won't be a forbidden place."

"Ah? Uncle, what does this mean?"

Master Jingming didn't answer, but closed his eyes again, Bai Moyu touched the ashes on his nose, touched his own nose, then got up and left.

"Uncle, nephew, please leave first."

Seeing that the other party didn't make any moves, he still saluted and slowly withdrew. The next moment, the door of the palace was closed tightly with a bang, covering up everything in the palace.

"Uncle, uncle, when can I see my sister?"

The small body rushed out, tugging at the clothes of Jingming Daoist, and asked expectantly.

"Why did you come out? Didn't I say that you are not allowed to come out if you have not cultivated to the tenth level of fighting spirit?"

Master Jingming opened his eyes, glanced at him lightly, and did not answer.

"I, I miss my sister."

"We will meet each other by fate, what are you worried about? Why don't you continue to cultivate your fighting spirit? If you don't have enough strength, how do you want to take revenge? I'm afraid you won't be left with the scum of being eaten before you deal with those people. You are worthy of your sister." Is it a lot of painstaking efforts? Made her sacrifice in vain?"

"But I..."

Without waiting for the small body to speak again, he finally flinched when he met the man's heavy gaze.

"Yes, I will cultivate my fighting spirit! Those people must pay the price they deserve! All the shame they gave me must be returned to them!"

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