In addition to the entanglement of the lifeline between the little blue man and the statue people, there is a thicker line like a chain behind the little blue man, which is wrapped around the little blue man. At the same time, the little blue man and the statue people also emit many small lines as dense as spider webs, which are complicated, and the spreading lines are all blocked by the white fog, so it is impossible to see more clearly.

Compared with such a huge network of lifelines, Fang Yue is simply a witch with the little blue man and has no comparison at all.

No wonder parchment sighed in surprise that such a big game of chess...

[Did you understand? That guy wants to catch you. What he does depends on the subsequent horoscope changes.]

【What do you want to do?】

Fang Yue's face darkened. He didn't want to be a pawn in other people's hands, so it would be better to break it.

【Okay, look at me!】

There was only a sound of whistling flutes, and a slash that twisted the air appeared out of thin air and came from a distance.

With a click, the light blue lines above Fang Yue's head were accurately cut off, breaking the connection between the little blue man in the clouds.

The little blue man still maintained a calm smile expression. After a while, it changed suddenly, as if his soul was injected into it. He became vivid like Fang Yue's little black man. His expression seemed to be stunned for a moment, he looked down, and then looked left and right in a daze and confused manner, as if he fully understood what was going on.

The sound of the wind came, and the little blue man's face immediately changed, maintaining the mysterious smile before, and his soul faded.

【It became... the power of using it is much more consumed than I thought.】

You won't be sleeping again, are you?

【No, don’t, just feed me more stones!】

Fang Yue shook her head cutely in her mind, and then looked at her picture with a beacon.

[Fangyue, Yueyue, Yueyueyue! I remember that there is still a gold and stone in your place...]

"No! I have to keep this one first, if it can be safely arrived in the capital, I will give it to you."

【Stingy! Slightly!!】

【Ignore you!】

He ignored him and really ignored him. The image of [horoscope] broke into the ground like a mirror. Fang Yue came back to his senses and realized that he was still standing on the deck. He was going to the stern of the boat to clean up the red-eyed monster fish.

"Brother Ye?"

"Brother Ye, what's wrong with you? I was stunned for a long time."

Jing Yan and Qingchen looked at Fang Yue in confusion, and Fang Yue shook her head.

"I'm fine."

As he said that, he took the two of them to the stern.

He wanted the parchment to predict whether the giant ship in the Hanjiang River could safely reach the capital or the mountain gate of the Liehuo Sect.

But the parchment was still losing its temper, so I stopped provoking her for the time being.

Compared to the newly added [horoscope] of parchment, what luck is, this mysterious thing, Fang Yue still feels that the predictive ability of parchment is the most practical.

And... the parchment absorbs the [Linglong Eight Eight Eye Jade Flute] and becomes stronger. Can we break through the rain-level trick?

If parchment can be upgraded to the immortal level, then you can use parchment to exert the power of the immortal level. In this way, many things will become much more convenient.

In Qingguo Capital, there must be old rain-level monsters, but there may not be immortal-level powerful people.

No...it probably still exists. Even if there is no immortal level, there should be the power of the immortal level, otherwise the Qing Kingdom would not be able to prosper for so many years.

The immortal-level powerful man just disappeared, and the new immortal has not been born for a long time. It is not that the immortal is completely dead. These are two concepts.

No matter what, the right way is to work hard to become stronger and to arrive in the capital as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Fang Yue brought the people to the stern of the boat.

Compared to the chaos on the deck, the number of red-eyed monster fish at the stern was a little higher.

However, after a closer look, Fang Yue quickly discovered something was wrong.

He found that... the red-eyed strange fish that stayed at the stern of the boat were like sticky chewing gum, which was glued to the wooden board at the stern, blending into one regardless of you or me.

Although Fang Yue didn't know what was going on, she also felt something was wrong.

They are on the Han River. If something happens to the Han River giant ship, they will be all over, and no one can leave Han River alive.

Without thinking too much, Fang Yue shouted and rushed up immediately. As soon as the black roulette was opened, the black silk suddenly spread out like tentacles, sweeping these red-eyed monster fish like clearing the field.

Jing Yan roared and tried to attack the red-eyed monster fish, thinking about getting some assists to increase the attributes.

Only in the early morning, when I saw the picture of the wooden board on the ground combining with the red-eyed monster fish, I became excited. I ignored Fang Yue and the others' efforts to clean the picture, went straight to the adhesion between the strange fish and the wooden board, and observed and studied the two eyes with glowing eyes.

...

Qingcheng, the gate of the city.

Qingcheng, the capital of Qingguo, commonly known as the capital, is the most prosperous place in Qingguo.

The gate of Qingcheng is one of the popular areas in Qingcheng.

There is nothing more than one reason.

That is, as the only open entrance and exit in Qingcheng, there is a huge flow of people.

And they are basically outsiders and don’t know much about Qingcheng.

When information is ambiguous, locals have more to say about outsiders doing business.

However, not everyone is qualified to set up a stall to do business in such a Feng Shui treasure land.

Coincidentally, a white-bearded old man who looks sparse and ordinary can put a chess game in such a Feng Shui treasure land, waiting to invite you to get into the trap.

The endgame of the white-bearded old man is very good, with challengers coming in a steady stream, but none of them succeeded.

The challenger who came to the old man at this moment was a new disciple from the Liehuo Sect, who seemed to be called... Tianlong?

He claimed to be a refugee.

The new word "Disin" in Qing Dynasty is like a new thing. Whoever calls himself a refugee can gain more attention.

This Tianlong is of mediocre qualifications, and it is because of this identity and some opportunities that he was barely admitted to the Liehuo Sect.

Today, I went to Beijing, and it seemed to be running errands for the sect.

The white-bearded old man didn't know the specific situation and was not very interested.

But as soon as this little guy entered the capital, he was attracted by his endgame chess game and was eager to try it out.

But what's strange is that every next step, this little guy would stare in a daze for a long time before he would go back and make a chess piece, and he would talk about puzzling words such as "alpha" and "artificial intelligence".

The white-bearded old man didn't care either, after all, he had to wait for someone and had not appeared yet.

The people around him pointed and most of them were just watching the fun.

All of this was expected by the old man with white beard.

But suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something, and his face changed rapidly for a few times.

The gloss of his eyes faded and became similar to the dragon refugee in front of him, and he stood there like a statue and couldn't understand it.

In the horoscope.

The little blue man representing the eldest prince Qing Qianyang suddenly injected his soul.

He looked down at the fishing line in his hand in confusion, which had been broken.

But the reason was confused. Looking down, it was even white, completely different from the clear and refreshing feeling of the previous bait.
Chapter completed!