After the snow in winter, Chang Boning practices swords among the clouds.

Between the thousands of acres of sky lakes, petals fly around, falling plain and bright, and snow is filled with red.

He used clouds to cover his body, and flowers penetrated through the clouds.

Although the sunlight was not very fierce, he still tied his eyes with his inertia.

And a chessboard is placed on the edge of the cliff a hundred feet away from Chang Boning.

The young man Han Jing held black, and Jing Yiyan held white, each occupying one side.

The two chatted like friends.

Jing Yiyan: "Your name is Han Jing?"

Young Han Jing: "Go back to Master Jing, yes."

Jing Yiyan: "I heard the rumors that you were the reincarnated of Han Jing, the former senior brother of Danyang Peak. Is this serious?"

Han Jing: "Maybe it. They all said that."

Jing Yiyan asked calmly: "Do you still remember anything?"

Han Jing shook his head: "Sorry, I don't remember anything."

"It's better not to remember the past." Jing Yiyan fell a son, "An important person and important thing should not be sought in the past life, nor should he cultivate the next life, but only in the present life."

The young man Han Jing nodded: "Master also told me this way."

Jing Yiyan casually picked up a son: "Is your master's birthday coming soon?"

The young man Han Jing said quietly: "Yes. Thank you Master Jing for your concern."

Jing Yiyan: "Will the Master of Feng Sect give gifts?"

Young Han Jing: "It's true."

Jing Yiyan rubbed the chess piece: "What did you send? I can't go over him."

The young man Han Jing smiled and said, "Sorry, Master Jing, it's not that I won't say it, but Uncle Feng has always taken a different approach, and the gifts he gives are always unexpected."

Jing Yiyan failed to find out what Chang Boning liked, but she was not angry, but just made a gentle move: "Where are you?"

The young man Han Jing said respectfully: "I only had four years to get started. I didn't have any decent things on me, so I had to find some rare flower seeds. If my master could like it, I would be very happy."

Jing Yiyan paused, thought of the "Snow Chasing" and "Purple Shallow Rouge" that had been so hard at home, and smiled and said, "Oh? Master Han Xiaoyao coincided with my idea."

The young man Han Jing was also stunned, and then he smiled with great cultivation: "It's okay, just look at what kind of flowers and plants your master likes."

Jing Yiyan looked into his eyes and smiled and said, "Yes."

As soon as the words were finished, the young man Han Jing gave his last son.

"Get." He owed, "Master Jing, come back."

Jing Yiyan looked around at the chess game and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Although he intends to delay the game and find out more about Chang Boning from Han Jing, this guy can draw with him in the middle of his journey and in the face of his journey, so he should not be underestimated.

Jing Yiyan watched the chessboard quietly: "Master Han Xiaodao's chess path is his own, and I believe it was not taught by Duan Rongjun."

Han Jing replied calmly: "Master is not good at chess, so he doesn't teach me chess skills. I am free to watch Master play the role of his son and learn by watching chess books."

Jing Yiyan has always had a very good mentality, but when she meets strong people, she will be strong. Seeing this guy, he has the talent for chess, and does not hold grudges or make things difficult for him. Instead, he became interested: "Would you like to have another game?"

Han Jing stood up straight: "Okay."

On the other side, Chang Boning took the flower stance in the sky and landed on the ground with one foot.

The fallen flowers are stained with hair, and the thin sweat is filled with the upper body.

Chang Boning approached and said softly: "What's the game of your chess?"

Jing Yiyan smiled and replied: "Get."

Han Jing said gently: "Lucky."

Chang Boning smiled.

Han Jing and Jing Yiyan looked at Chang Boning's forehead, which was shabby, at the same time reached into his arms and raised his hand at the same time.

"Boning."

"Master."

Chang Boning looked at the two sweat towels handed to him, one blue and one pill, blinked in surprise, and was afraid of staining other people's hand towels. He said thank you gently, took out a plain white sweat towel and printed sweat on his forehead: "I will practice for another hour today. Brother Jing, Xiao Jing, will you be bored if you let them get along?"

When Jing Yiyan lowered her hands, she looked at Han Jing.

After the two of them met, Jing Yiyan smiled with teeth: "Why are you bored when you are skilled in the chess path?"

Han Jing was aroused by a little bit of the teenager's arrogance: "Come again?"
Chapter completed!