Chapter 42 Section A Chess Game

Slanting wind and drizzle, one person and one umbrella, standing next to the misty lotus pool, white clothes fluttering, black hair dancing, independent and left behind, like a fairy in heaven, spotless and not stained with a trace of dust.

Lan Nianrong stroked Guqin's hand and stopped, looking at Yue Mengxin standing in front of him with a smile: "I clearly remember that there are various uses and shapes of various elixirs and fruits recorded in the alchemy given to you. Haven't you seen it?"

He sighed softly in his heart. How could he not understand the character of Yue Mengxin? He is as cunning as a fox, decisive and must be rewarded. At this time, he must want to help the white tiger vent his anger.

But now you can give her some spells. Only when she becomes stronger and has the ability to protect herself will the two of them be safe. Moreover, with her heroic posture and good bones to cultivate immortals, they can definitely become immortals in the future.

Yue Mengxin blushed and smiled shyly. She forgot to look at it. She remembered that she was still poisoned by Ye Lihuan and had to find the hateful man for an antidote.

Thinking about how she was bullied before, she will also tease him once.

Lan Nianrong smiled faintly at her: "It's a spiritual baby fruit. It blooms once in 300 years and once in 300 years. Eating it will help the damaged soul and increase spiritual power. I didn't expect that the white tiger found such a precious thing for you.

It also saved my life. If it's not the spiritual fruit, I don't know when my soul will recover. The white tiger is already psychic. I'll give you a set of tips. At that time, you can teach it. If you practice well, you can become an adult.

"Really." Yue Meng looked happy and grabbed Lan Nianrong's sleeve with some excitement.

That's great. If Xiaobai can practice adulthood, she can take her out with a swagger.

Looking at her close to himself, Lan Nianrong was slightly embarrassed, but when he saw her smile, he hid this unnatural feeling.

He covered his six knowledge about her bed with Ye Lihuan and did not peek at it, but the conversation with Ye Lihuan made him hear it clearly, which made him feel guilty.

Yue Mengxin felt his stiffness and immediately let go of his hand. He was a little embarrassed. He was so happy that he must have made him unhappy.

In her heart, Lan Nianrong is an immortal and should not have seven emotions and six desires. He is a cold man, just like the holy snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, which can only be seen from a distance and cannot be touched.

"Hey, I'm sorry, hehe, momentary impulse, momentary impulse." Yue Mengxin was busy explaining,

In front of Lan Nianrong, she returned to her previous innocent and simple and confused side. In Yue Mengxin's heart, he was like his brother, gentle, safe and did not need to wear a mask.

Lan Nianrong looked at her with a smile, with a trace of gentleness in her eyes that she had never noticed, and said lightly, "It's all right."

He has been in the blood soul beads for more than 2,000 years, and almost forgot to talk to people. It is false to say that he is not lonely. Sometimes he thinks that he may always stay in the blood soul beads, forever...

Yue Mengxin looked at his smile and couldn't help but be stunned. Alas, why did she meet such a demonic man recently, one by one, which made people jealous and unreasonable!

In an hour, her eyes caught a trace of blue Nianrong's faint loneliness, and her heart was slightly shocked, and her eyes flashed with bitterness. If she had been locked in blood soul beads, she would have gone crazy and a sense of pity came to her heart.

Reaching out and holding his sleeve, he smiled brightly at him and said softly, "In the future, you will not be alone if I accompany you."

Lan Nianrong was stunned. He didn't expect that she would suddenly say this to himself. The heart lake was splashed with a circle of ripples by a small stone, and a trace of strange color flashed in his pupils.

Yue Mengxin immediately let go. Why did she make the mistake just now? She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him. Her face turned slightly red and she secretly spit out her tongue. It was a little humiliating that she had just said something.

But she is curious why Lan Nianrong's soul is in the blood soul beads. Isn't he a fairy? What about his body?

Although I was curious, I didn't dare to ask. I was afraid that it would touch his pain, and then I would ignore myself.

I secretly looked up at him and saw him staring at himself, taking a breath and getting upright again. I didn't say anything wrong. I must talk to him more in the future, so that he will no longer show such a lonely expression.

A faint smile appeared on Lan Nianrong's lips, and her dark eyes were as deep as a pool and said seriously, "Will you talk with me?"

"Of course, but you have to teach me the piano!" Yue Meng nodded violently, and cunning flashed in her eyes.

She has long been greedy for this Guqin. In the past, from her professional archaeological perspective, it was an ancient gray-level treasure of absolute value.

Since she came to this alien world, she began to have a casual broken chair, and flower pots and so on are antiques in her eyes. Slowly, she looked at it too much and felt nothing.

However, Lan Nianrong's guqin is different. If you touch it once, it's worth it even if you die.

"Good." Lan Nianrong smiled lightly, which was like a spring breeze, like a dream, and a trace of joy in his voice.

The rain gradually became heavy, and the slanting wind blew the drizzle on the heart of the moon, and the long white snow-like skirt was quickly moist.

Yue Mengxin retreated from the sea of knowledge and looked at the pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond. A trace of coldness flashed in her eyes. Every time she walked here, she would think of the stupid woman who saved her, and a pain flashed in her heart.

Qingzhu, I will avenge you...

turned around and walked away with a green umbrella, and a white figure melted with the rain and fog and slowly disappeared.

In the Hundred Flowers Tower, a remote attic is covered by pines and cypresses, and you can faintly see a corner of the attic. The drizzle is drizzle, and the breeze is blowing with rain and fog. It floats among the pines and cypresses, like a fairyland.

In the room, the faint sandalwood fragrance filled the whole space, quiet and calming. Far away, two young men sat on the table and quietly gamed.

The chess skills of the two are similar, both of whom are between the two, and the chess pieces on the chessboard have long been indissoluble.

The condensed cold in a gorgeous robe, the beautiful and delicate face is a little dignified, and the hand-tights can't fall for a long time, as if they are hesitant and don't know where the pieces are to solve the dilemma in the chess.

Cang Ziyun wore elegant white clothes, stretched out a pair of slender jade-like hands, picked up the teacup in front of him, and gently took a sip. The hot air of the teacup curled up and covered his charming and beautiful facial features like a dream. If he looked carefully, his face was a little sickly pale.

The chess pieces in the cold hand finally fell. When the black piece fell on the chessboard, there were new changes in the chess game. The black pieces that were originally surrounded by white ones suddenly survived.

"I lost this game." Cang Ziyun put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at the chess game on the chessboard. A pair of narrow black eyes looked calmly and gently at the person in front of him and said lightly.

"This game is not over. Why did you admit defeat so quickly?" Condensed cold hands playing with cold chess pieces and asked puzzledly.

Cang Ziyun smiled softly: "The chess piece you just dropped is desperate to survive. On the contrary, I look very good on this side. It won't take a while to lose."

When he traveled to the Maple Leaf Country, he played a game of chess with Condensation for three days and three nights. As a result, he shook hands with the game and did not know each other, so they became best friends.

However, after knowing the other side, they all avoided each other and didn't expect to meet again in Yanyu Kingdom this time.

When Condensation came to the door, he was a little surprised. He didn't know how he would find out that he would live here, and instantly understood who told him.

As soon as they met, they pulled themselves to play chess. Unexpectedly, after so many years, his chess skills were more exquisite than those years, and now he is no longer his opponent.

Seeing that he didn't want to get off, he put down the chess pieces in his hand and smiled, "You still live comfortably here."

Since I was stabbed outside Yanjing, I have lived in the palace arranged by Yan Guoyu. There are a large number of guards and many magicians in charge, wrapping the palace like an iron bucket, which is very inconvenient to go out.

"Ha ha, this time I heard that you almost died outside Yanjing." Zi Cangyun looked at him quietly, and his eyes were like a clear spring.

"Yes, I'm really confused. If it weren't for the woman next to the Night King, I'm afraid I would never have a chance to play chess with you again." The corners of the condensed cold mouth squeezed a wry smile and said slowly.

"The favorite of the Night King?" Zi Cangyun was slightly stunned, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

In the past few days, Yanjing has talked about the most about the Night King. It is rumored that his favorite pet girl suddenly fainted. There was nothing the imperial doctor in the palace could do. As soon as the Night King was angry, they all rushed out of the house and visited countless famous doctors with good medical skills. As a result, they were helpless and made trouble all over the city.

He secretly investigated the assassination of Condensed Cold, but did not get any results, but the assassination was definitely a shocking conspiracy.

Condensed cold picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and sighed, "That day, a group of assassins in the clothes of the people of Yanyu appeared. Immediately, the prince of Yanyu was injured. The night king and I solved the assassin. Unexpectedly, four third-grade magicians came out to kill us, and the bodyguard brought two spells. All the magicians died, and the royal sister was also seriously injured.

You don't know, I was thinking that I was really going to die. Later, the woman of the Night King rushed out, stopped the Night King from killing herself, and used a high spell to die with four magicians. The woman did not die, but she was just dizzy. I guess her spell was definitely from the fourth grade to the fifth grade. I came to you today. Lilai, I just want you to help me find out what the origin of that woman is."

Condensation cold explained his intention to Cang Ziyun. There was an unfathomable magician beside the Night King, which had a great impact on his plan to come to Yanjing this time.

He knew that the forces behind the purple cloud must be able to find out the origin of the woman.