The genius national player Yixing with ink dyed blue shirt

Looking down from this angle, you can see that Chang'an City is like a huge horizontal and vertical chessboard.

The road building is one of the falling areas, and many imperial guards are patrolling the streets.

"Master, that is your favorite Dan."

Yi Xing spoke softly.

Ming Shiyin's biggest hobby seems to be playing games and planting peonies, the black peonies

It was his favorite plant. "Flowers bloom like prosperous times, nurtured by people's hearts, only the blooming peony is the most popular

, isn't it?" With one hand behind his back, Ming Shiyin smiled faintly, his eyes seemed flat and could see through

Empty, looking through the future.Accompanied by his soft words, the generally black peony petals condensed in the air around him,

And then floated down.There is no fluctuation of magic power.

But it's more like magic.

Onmyoji!

The secret techniques of ancient times are not among the three great avenues of magic, martial arts, and agency, but the original

It is a pity that one of the strange ways created by the super-intelligent cow life body dominates the world

In this world, there are too few people who know Yin Yang technique. In this hustle and bustle Tang Dynasty, Ming Shiyin

There is no second person who understands yin and yang art who sees yin and yang and understands the changes in the world.

"Sister Huan's piano sound is still so addictive, as well as Ah Li's dancing. I don't know when,

My chess skills are like the sound of Huan Rujie's piano, which makes people happy." Yi Xing, who was dyed in a blue shirt, sighed, and there was some kind of melancholy in his deep eyes.

In front of Ming Shiyin, he was not the third national player who shook the Tang Dynasty, but was just a disciple after all

"Happy? When you understand your heart, you will have a chess skill like Yuhuan, but maybe that

After that, it was difficult to obtain happiness again, Ming Shi faintly whispered

Yang Huan was the second member of Yaotian and then Gongsun Li, an official slave found in the Jiaofang Division,

Ming Shiyin sent it to Changlefang and asked Yang Yuhuan to train him carefully.At the same time, Yixing was being found.

He is also the only person Ming Shiyin cultivated with his disciples, and Yi Xing did not let him down.

The attainment of the Tao has never lost to the former guy, and even the higher level Yixing is silent.

Sister Yuhuan has the sound of the piano that makes the whole city of Chang'an feel the heart, and the appearance that makes countless people chase it

But it was always hard to see the smile from the heart on her face.

happiness…

What exactly is it?

"Yixing, if the teacher is gone one day, will you continue to lead Yaotian to leave her husband?"

With his hands behind his back, Ming Shiyin stared at Xukong in the distance and suddenly said.

The peony flowers in the city will be lively, but the two people above the tower are unusually cold and calm.

Yi Xing was silent for a few seconds

"Will do."

"For the happiness of Huan Ru and A Li, Yao Tian... will still exist, but in this world, there is another

Who can let the master leave?" Yi Xing doesn't think there is anyone in the world who can kill the master Ming Shiyin

Even if it is above the imperial court to suppress the Tang Dynasty's Wumeng with only one hand, it may not be able to do it.

The Yin-Yang family, even a terrifying existence in the realm of extreme operatives wants to kill it, it is not an easy task, hehe, this world... is far more vast than what you see, some people, some things... not

have to do it. "Okay, Master Di has already set off, leave the rest to you. "

"Besides, that half-blooded tiger, if there is a chance, let him stay."

Ming Shi smiled faintly, his figure slowly withered like the petals of peony, and turned into normal in the wind.

The petals that were as pitch-black as ink scattered and disappeared, leaving Yixing standing on the top of the tower overlooking the huge chessboard of Chang'an.

东市

Peony Building.

The peony is in full bloom, like fire like tea.

The fence gate outside the courtyard was squeaked open

Two-claw rain dragon suit, cloud pattern official boots

The man walked slowly into the courtyard and looked at the white-haired man who was drinking for himself under the pavilion-like old tree.

This is a person whom His Majesty values ​​but doubts.

"Don't come without lambs, my lord, how could Chang'an Huahui be so interested in visiting the humble house today?"

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