Grasping Evil

() Chess path is the ability of mental arithmetic deduction.

Ning Fan's mind is not weak, and he has chess skills inherited from ancient times, but in front of the black-robed man in front of him, he can't take advantage of it.

For the three days of Canmeng, every day, the middle-aged Longpao would play seven games of chess with him.

No more, no less, and no matter what Ning Fan asked, the middle-aged man didn't answer.

On the first day, in the first six rounds, Ning Fan and the middle-aged man were evenly divided, winning three rounds each, but losing in the seventh round.

On the second day, Ning Fan was determined to win, winning 3 games in a row, but in the last four games, he was defeated by middle-aged people one after another.

Ning Fan frowned, this was the third day.

He didn't know why he fell into this dream, but he could feel that the middle-aged man in black robe on the opposite side had no malice towards him.

Who is this person, and why was he trapped by the black starlight, and then fell into a dream, and played against this person for three days!

"What is black starlight... This person claims that chess is astrology, what does this mean?"

Ning Fan's brows loosened, he put down his chess pieces, and got up to leave.

"I, can't go down!"

"Oh? It's kind of interesting, but I actually gave up my heart for winning and losing, but just like that, I can't see the mystery of this game. Butterfly boy, do you want to escape? I faced the palms that day, but I didn't see you running away... "

"Who are you!"

"I am the one who passed on your astrology!"

"Astral technique?" Ning Fan was stunned. Astral technique is an extremely profound healing technique, and he naturally knew it.

only…

"Just, why should I learn!"

"My star technique, the technique of the black star, has the effect of reviving the dead and resurrecting the dead... You really don't learn this technique!"

The middle-aged man twisted his beard and said indifferently.

"If you learn, sit down! If you don't learn, you can leave! It's just that you are cold, but I'm afraid you will never be resurrected!"

"…"

Ning Fan looked at the middle-aged man deeply.

The intention of this person's appearance, the strangeness of this dream, this person seems to know himself well.

He is a demon. Or an illusion? Is it a fictional character in a dream, but a real remnant?

Try to break the dream and leave. But still can't leave.

It seems that, if this middle-aged man is not satisfied, he will never want to leave Canmeng.

"I'll see you, how to teach me astrology!" Ning Fan sat on the stone bench again, but this time, he pushed the chessboard, but held a black piece.

"Ruzi can be taught..."

The black-robed middle-aged nodded. But not in a hurry, but instructed.

"The art of chess is astrology, and the chessboard is life. It is illusory, and black and white are difficult to distinguish. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false, but one thing, don't be attached to the word black and white... black and white, it has no meaning!"

With a flick of his sleeves, the stars on the chessboard were lit up. Bright as a galaxy.

This chessboard and chess pieces are all transformed by starlight, the silver starlight is white, and the black star is black, but with a middle-aged thought. Starlight black and white reversal!

"On the first day, you didn't put victory or defeat in your eyes, and I went all out to end in defeat!"

"On the second day, you focused on winning, winning three games in a row, but you lost your mood, losing four games and ending in defeat."

"But you have to know that life is a game of chess, and the key to victory is not who wins the most, but... in the last game, who wins! Even if you win six games in a row, once the last battle is over, it will still be easy. Lord...this is the chess of life! And the chess of astrology..."

"That sunspot, you can take it and think about it carefully. Broaden your horizons, the stars in the sky are not only those that shine! The star gate has been opened, I, it's time to disperse... There is no next game today, and the skills are unbearable. Sorry!"

boom--

Can Meng collapsed, and on the third day, it ended without a single game.

Ning Fan suddenly opened his eyes, the starlight that had been entangled around his body had turned into a black starlight chess piece and landed in the palm of his hand.

After thinking about it, he patted the storage bag again and took out the jade box that contained the keys to the Star Palace. The keys in it were nowhere to be found.

"The key disappears, and the black starlight condenses into chess pieces... This black chess piece is the key to obtaining the Heavenly Emperor's Star! The Heavenly Emperor's Star is the ability to control the black starlight... the technique of starlight!"

Ning Fan spit out the palm of his hand, and the black chess piece immediately disappeared into the palm of his hand.

Looking at the female corpse surrounded by starlight again, in three days, the decay of the fleshly body has completely disappeared, just like a living person, but there is still no sign of life, all this is because she has no relationship with the soul.

Under the starlight, the skirt of the female corpse swayed, exquisite and quality.

Under the tightly closed eyes, there seems to be a pool of autumn water hidden, and the pale face is also half a bit more flushed.

She stood in the wind, and her graceful figure seemed to dance in the wind.

She hasn't opened her eyes yet, but she already has an air of hope and pity.

Originally, the momentum in the middle stage of God Transformation has been upgraded to the later stage... Quenching Xing Zizhi is only enough to promote her to the later stage, but with the recovery of the sea of ​​​​knowledge, the momentum of the female corpse is still increasing.

"Consciousness Sea, repairing!"

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, he knew that the female corpse was probably the last crucial part - the repair of the sea of ​​​​knowledge!

If she can restore the sea of ​​consciousness, even if she is a corpse demon, she can restore her previous memories!

The female corpse at this moment should not be disturbed!

Bang!

Below, in the center of Star Island, the tightly closed gap of the star gate began to vibrate and open.

A huge storm swept across the sky, but when it blew in front of the female corpse, it was blocked by Ning Fan's sleeves.

Not allowed! Don't allow anything to disturb Wei Liang's recovery of the sea of ​​consciousness!

Ow!

In the distance, two groups of eagle star beasts are fighting for the body of a huge sea beast.

As the battle approached, densely packed hippogriffs flew towards the female corpse unconsciously.

"Those who are 30,000 miles away from the deity...die!"

Ning Fan didn't kill, only a light sentence, but the suffocation was shocking.

Under this indifferent threat, this group of innocent star beasts immediately showed panic and left in a hurry.

The female corpse knows the sea and is still recovering.

But after a stick of incense, as usual, there were seven or eight holes in the sky above the star island.

Last time, there were eight holes, seven healed, one unhealed, and entered the Purple Palace.

This time, eight holes were broken, five were healed, and three were not healed. Three forces entered the star palace!

"Haha! I, Xuejianzong, have finally entered this place. Besides the Ziyi Palace, it should be the second person to enter the palace, right?"

"Second? Not necessarily. My Shadow Valley's speed is not slower than your Snow Sword Sect."

"Humph! What's the point of arguing about this. The one who finally won the Heavenly Emperor Star must be my Yuzhimen!"

Three major forces, hundreds of Nascent Souls, and 19 Huashen entered this place!

These three cases. Not as powerful as Ziyi Palace, but not weak.

Three masters. Before he could show a few more words, he saw a man and a woman standing strangely above the sky. The woman's appearance is unparalleled, and the starlight covers her body, and she is actually using starlight to heal her wounds.

The man's eyes were gloomy, and when he saw the three masters coming together, he immediately slapped the storage bag. Holding a bloody sword of blood, like a demon, without hesitation, he slapped his soul. Mana is poured into the sword light!

"Get back!"

A sword, bloody light covers the sky!

Under the light of this sword, all three Nascent Souls died tragically, and the 19 God Transformations had yet to gain a firm footing. Seeing the blood-colored sword light soaring into the sky, I was immediately shocked and rushed out of the star palace regardless of everything!

In the early days of the 11, even if they escaped extremely fast, they all collapsed. Only Yuanshen remains!

In the middle of the six, even if they were prepared, under this sword, they were all seriously injured and coughed up blood.

In the later stage of the three, the cultivation base was already shocking to the world, but under this sword, each of them was seriously injured, and they managed to escape from the star palace, and they were already terrified.

"The blood sword of a half-step virtual treasure! This person obviously only has the cultivation base of the initial stage of the transformation of the gods, but he has the magic power of the later stage of the transformation of the gods! Holding the half-step virtual treasure with the mana of the later stage, even the peak of the transformation of the gods will be injured! I was lucky enough to be able to escape!"

"This person guards the Stargate... Could it be that he is Lu Bei who killed the master of the Ziyi Palace!"

The three masters are already terrified.

This star palace is dangerous, far beyond their imagination, the star of the emperor is not something they can fight for!

"Hateful! Withdraw!"

The void heals and the pathway disappears.

The three masters were extremely afraid of Ning Fan and left in a hurry. Joy begets sorrow, too soon.

Ning Fan received the blood sword, his aura was like a rainbow.

With his current means, the use of the blood sword is no longer as reluctant as he used to be.

With him around, no one is allowed to disturb the female corpse's restoration of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Time passed by, Ning Fan guarded the side, his indifferent eyes softened only when he saw the female corpse.

waiting…

Ning Fan was waiting for the female corpse to wake up, and the female corpse had waited for 150 million years before Ning Fan turned into a butterfly.

No regrets, no regrets, I stole the elixir and gave up the marriage contract for you.

No regrets, no regrets, I will sleep forever in the blue coffin, and leave you a long-lasting beauty.

No regrets, no regrets, I incarnate as a corpse demon, and take pity on you in the next life.

It seemed that thousands of doors were opened, and finally, it turned into a dazzling sunlight and shot into the eyes of the female corpse.

"It's a bit dazzling... I should be sleeping in the dark..." The female corpse's tone was indifferent, as if nothing in the world could make her a little happy.

Her eyes, looking at the stars in the sky, were dismissive, as cold as autumn water.

But when her eyes fell on the man in front of her, she could no longer be calm.

There is no doubt that the man in front of him has changed his face and changed his face.

There is no doubt that the man in front of him has been reincarnated and broken.

But she still had one look, and she recognized the man in front of her. The black and white eyes were full of stubbornness and sentimentality.

"You are... Xiaofan!"

I can't describe that feeling. After sleeping for 150 million years, I woke up and saw the only person I wanted to see.

There were tears in his eyes, but he couldn't bear to fall.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he was sobbing.

Xiaofan, is my butterfly's name...

He is my butterfly!

"It's me, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you..."

Ning Fan's face was still covered in blood from the murder he had just killed, but he tried his best to smile calmly.

Yeah, haven't seen you in years...

"Xiao Fan, I'm so happy, so happy... But, I'm so sleepy..."

The female corpse frowned, her sea of ​​consciousness was extremely painful, and she fell into Ning Fan's arms.

This star-quenched purple zhi has repaired part of the sea of ​​consciousness, but I want to completely repair it so that the female corpse can remember all the past events, but I don't know what year and month it will take.

She needs a rest, a long period of time to revive her memory.

"I want to sleep, don't leave me until I wake up..." In the female corpse's eyes, a trace of clarity just rose, beginning to be empty.

This is a kind of self-protection. Before the memory can be recovered, she still needs to seal the broken memory and give the sea of ​​consciousness a chance to recover.

With the empty eyes, the female corpse became the usual dazed.

"Light?" This title, only female corpses with low intelligence will call Ning Fan.

The female corpse was asking, why did Ning Fan hug her?

The female corpse is asking, what happened just now, and why there is blood on Ning Fan's body.

Ning Fan showed a complicated expression. I'm afraid it will take a long time to hear this title.

"Silly girl, go back... Don't worry, I will cure you completely, definitely!"

"Huh?" The female corpse tilted her head, not understanding.

It was only vague, she was no longer so resistant to Ning Fan's embrace.

There is even a trace of expectation and dependence...

"Light...a...get up...sleep?"

The female corpse sent an ambiguous invitation.

"Silly girl, corpse demons don't need to sleep." Ning Fan was dumbfounded.

It seems that even if the female corpse can't recover her memory temporarily, she has improved a lot of wisdom by taking Zizhi.

It's not easy, he will seduce him. If he hadn't rushed into the Heavenly Palace now, he would most likely be willing to sleep with her.

The last time, it was in Ningcheng, and I was forced to live and couldn't help myself...

"Thank you for protecting me so many times, Zhihe, Wei Liang..."

"Huh?" The female corpse blinked, she said she didn't understand.