Villain: Writing a diary becomes stronger, but the hostess design collapses

Or is it all just a disguise?

Although Xiao Yan didn't think he had any qualifications to let an old devil of the ninth rank of the heavenly realm pretend to him.

But the possibility cannot be ruled out.

Ye Qiu heard that the hand that was about to land in the air froze, and his eyes slowly raised, looking at Xiao Yan without leaving any emotion.

Xiao Yan also looked directly at Ye Qiu with deep eyes, without flinching in the slightest.

Seeing Xiao Yan's expression, Ye Qiu couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart, and then he lost sight of him, and set his eyes on Heizi who had been cornered.

However, what he didn't see was that Xiao Yan's pupils had turned blood red at the moment.

Empathy spell, (only useful for those who share the same blood) those who use this spell can share their feelings and hear their voices.Time limit: ten seconds.

Originally, Xiao Yan's empathy spell was for the system to disgust him, but he never thought that it was for today.

Since he can't understand Old Demon Venerable, let's listen to his inner voice.

However, when Xiao Yan was full of anticipation, the time passed by every second.

Three seconds, five seconds! !

Xiao Yan was stunned instantly, why was there no sound? ! !

Didn't you say that you can share your feelings and hear your voice? ! !

Xiao Yan became anxious in an instant, couldn't it be that he wasn't the old devil's own son, right? ! !

Just when Xiao Yan was thinking wildly, the voice of the old devil appeared in Xiao Yan's mind.

【Of course it is Bao Dalong, only Dalong can't break the game. 】

[But what if you are asking about those rebellious sons of the sixth son?They should be damned! ! 】

Xiao Yan: "!!!!!!"

And at this moment, ten seconds expired, and the empathy spell ended.

Xiao Yan's pupils also returned to normal ink color at this moment.

But when he looked at the figure of the old devil again, he only felt cold, bitingly cold.

So everything before was just a disguise?

If it happens again, he will still kill his son, including himself...

But what Xiao Yan didn't know was that Ye Qiu thought about more than these two sentences.

"Of course it's Bao Dalong, only Dalong can't break the game."

"But if you're asking about those rebellious sons of the sixth son? They deserve to die!!"

"They don't have that ability themselves, so they shouldn't practice that technique!"

"If you know you can't do it, you're a fool."

"Could it be that Lao Qi's refusal to recognize me is because he cares about his brother's affairs?"

Thinking of this, the son in the old Demon Venerable's hand, which was originally intended to protect the dragon, fell to the other side.

Abandoning the big dragon, he took advantage of the situation and gave birth to the seventh little dragon, breaking the deadlock of Heizi.

Ye Qiu looked at the seventh dragon full of uncertainties and hopes, the corners of his mouth unconsciously tilted up slightly, and he raised his eyes slightly to look at Xiao Yan, "This seat, there is another little dragon here."

The more Xiao Yan thought about it, the colder his spine became, but suddenly Ye Qiu fell.

But when he saw Ye Qiu's move clearly, he immediately shuddered.

The seventh little dragon seemed to have broken Heizi's deadlock, but with Xiao Yan's chess skills, he could tell instantly that this was Li Daitao's deadlock at a glance.

When the seventh little dragon grows a little longer, it will be eaten by the dying big dragon.

Made! !What a cruel heart! !They have already killed six little dragons, but they still want to kill the seventh one! !

Heartbroken!Heartbroken! !

Xiao Yan's gaze was terrified.

There was no reply, and the dull head dropped Baizi again.

But the third son completely cut off all the vitality of the big dragon.

Then the ten sons pressed the "going to die" little dragon to death in the cradle with one hand.

Xiao Yan still said that, whoever dares to force him, don't blame him for overturning the game.

The last time he was in Tiandome, he couldn't play chess, so he slashed with his sword.

Now that he can play chess, they will all be killed! ! !

After a cup of tea, the old Mozun couldn't get a single sunspot down.

His brows twitched involuntarily, Ye Qiu has played chess for so many years, and today he overturned at his son's place.

What a shame! !

When I looked at Xiao Yan again, I saw that Xiao Yan was inexplicably in need of a beating, and there was an unexplainable aura behind him.

Ye Qiu temporarily gave this breath a name.

Pushing.

However, when Ye Qiu finished taking this name, he looked at Xiao Yan's handsome face again, and instantly burned with anger.

"This seat advises you, don't be too high-profile before you have strong strength."

"otherwise......"

Xiao Yan won the old devil's chess game, and he was in a good mood for a while, raised his brows, and blurted out: "Otherwise what?!"

Seeing that his back was getting more aggressive, Ye Qiu said abruptly, "Otherwise...it's easy...to be beaten!"

Xiao Yan: "!!!!!!"

"Boom—"

"boom--"

Before Xiao Yan could react, he was expelled from the ghost domain of the old devil, and a perfect arc was drawn in the direction of the Canghai Pavilion from the position above the Netherworld Hall.

Immediately afterwards, it smashed into the courtyard of Canghai Pavilion with a "bang".

"puff--"

Xiao Yan lay in the big pit on the ground, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of dust.

The sound of the morning system echoed everywhere in my mind.

["The Classic of Chess", those who have obtained this classic will enter the Grand View of the Dao of Chess and kill invincible players all over the world.Features: Too pretentious, not recommended. 】

"Sure enough, it's better to keep a low profile."

However, at this moment, the crimson pattern inlaid with this golden edge flickered in his space.

Xiao Yan's eyes moved slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he saw a red-clothed figure appearing in front of his eyes.

"Wanwan?"

Ji Wanruo nodded, leaned over, and pulled Xiao Yan out of the deep pit.

Then he helped Xiao Yan to sit on the stone chair in Canghai Pavilion, raised his hand and gently wiped the dust off his handsome face.

Xiao Yan touched his nose and let her wipe it.

"I am the seventh son of the sect master of this generation."

However, Ji Wanruo smiled and nodded, "I know."

"Since you want to try his attitude, how about..."

..........................

Three days later, Canghai Pavilion.

It was night, Zhou Zhiruo transformed into a wisp of devilish energy and slipped onto Xiao Yan's bed.

Xiao Yan, who was sleeping soundly, woke up suddenly. Seeing that it was Zhou Zhiruo, she turned around, smiled and hugged her by the waist.

"The matter of the sect has been dealt with?"

"Well, it's settled, but I heard that Yanlang hasn't left the pavilion for three days."

"Didn't Yan Lang say that he doesn't like others restricting your freedom? Why are you so cute now?"

"I am very free in the Fairy's Canghai Pavilion, so I don't think I have lost my freedom."

Um........

Anyway, Gui Wu and the others couldn't stop him, and they couldn't find him going out.

Hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo's cold eyes instantly turned into tenderness, and under the tenderness, she was about to bow and approach Xiao Yan's waist.

But at this moment, the ancient bell that hadn't sounded for decades in Chongming Palace suddenly rang.

Immediately afterwards, there was a boy's voice.

"I am the seventh son of the Demon Lord, I am returning to the sect today, and I am here to recognize my ancestor and return to the sect!!"