mandarin duck chess

Even gods can't resist the pain of heart-wrenching pain, let alone the punishment that is a thousand times or ten thousand times more painful than heart-wrenching pain, not to mention...

Qing Qi was a little worried.

"But…"

"No buts."

Wen Zhi interrupted him with serious and stubborn eyes.

Qing Jing sat on the futon, he had practiced for several lifetimes before he could finally achieve the true fruit, and he had long since given up on the world of mortals.

But now, looking at the stubborn and unhesitating young man opposite him, I gradually wondered, is it really... worth it?

It was a long time before he spoke.

"I can help you. However, you have to remember that you are half immortal and half mortal. If you insist on practicing, you will suffer even greater backlash."

Not a fairy, not a mortal, not a ghost, wandering outside the Three Realms, this is the real change of destiny.

Wen Zhi paused with his hand rubbing the wall of the cup, and lowered his eyes.

Half fairy half mortal.How could he forget.

Everything in the wing room was closed, but he still felt a little cold.

Wen Zhi didn't know that he had wandered around the world for hundreds of years, but in these hundreds of years, he had always been accompanied by someone.

That person had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, peach blossom eyes twinkled slightly, thin lips were lightly pursed, he easily took his heart away, saw the prosperity of several generations, and tasted the parting of life and death.

They were originally the people in the chess game of the two immortals in the sky, but they were transformed into half-mortals and half-immortals outside the Three Realms because of the aura of immortality.

Fate is nothing more than a game of chess, and life and death are nothing more than a game of chess.

Encounter, reunion, farewell.After decades of forgetting, we meet again.

No one knows whether the chess game can be reorganized in the next second, as if they have long been familiar with each other's separation, and every time they are ready to see each other again.

Many times of first encounters, many times of happiness, many times of parting.

At that time, after decades of forgetting, Wen Zhi happened to meet Qing Ting, who was powerless when he was ascending, and gave him kindness, but it was a blessing in disguise and he remembered the past world, so he waited for him in this phantom city.

Waiting for him to murmur, "Ah Zhi..."

Waiting for his warm chest.

Wen Zhi admitted that he was greedy.

He wants to get out of this reincarnation, if one day we really can't meet each other, then it doesn't matter how many memories we have.

After a long time, Qing Ting turned around, closed her eyes, sat facing the wall, and sighed.

"Forget it. After ten days, there will be Jiuxing Lianzhu. At that time, you come to see me. From then on, the fate between you and me will be exhausted, and we will never see each other again."

Wen Zhi knew it, but he was already extremely grateful, he didn't say anything more, and pushed the door away.

As soon as he exited the door, he saw Chen Nian leaning on the red pillar beside him, playing with the leaves he picked up from nowhere, handsome and coquettish, lazily teasing.

Wen Zhi was startled, wondering when he would come and how much he had heard?

Chen Nian got up and smiled and grabbed his shoulders.

"God, you disappeared after a while, causing me to wander in the bamboo forest in front for a long time."

After saying a few words, seeing that Wen Zhi was still frowning and unhappy, the corners of his mouth sank, his voice raised a few degrees, and he was about to push the door behind him.

"Wen, have you hidden your lover here...I want to see who has the guts to rob me..."

Wen Zhi's face turned red, white, and blue, and he pulled him outside.

Chen Nian accepts it when he sees it, and lets him pull his sleeves and walk forward, and he can still hear ethereal voices when he walks far away.

"Azhi? Azhi?"

"Ah Zhi..."

"To shut up!"

"Oh, lady...hey, hit it lightly, does your hand hurt?"

The room returned to silence again, Qing Qi slowly opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

The author has something to say:

Is the progress fast~~~ Qingya is impatient (≧▽≦)