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Chapter 422: Chess Pieces and Chess Players

Mrs. Qing still has a strong curiosity about hell, which has always been deeply awed by the world. However, hell has always been a self-contained attitude that excludes the world, and its mystery has never allowed others to peep.

If anyone tries to peek into Hell, Hell will regard it as a provocation, and an endless fight to the death will follow.

Many people are mercilessly cursing Hell for being petty, but there is no denying that even if Hell is several times more stingy, they can only swallow it. It is well known that Hell is powerful, ruthless and domineering. If you are not careful, your family will be destroyed.

Although Mrs. Qing possesses terrifying strength at the pinnacle of the extreme realm, and the behemoth of the Hongchen Sect stands behind her, she does not dare to risk the wrath of hell to peek into this secret that has made the world curious for a long time.

Many people are threatening the decline of hell, but why does no one dare to provoke hell? [

Just because even if Hell declines, it cannot be surpassed by any big force. What's more, once they know about Hell, this decline is just a baseless guess. If a terrifying figure pops up from Hell, they will

Wouldn't it be bad luck?

Therefore, no matter how ruthlessly those people clamored, no one dared to jump out and make any provocative move against Hell.

Since Nirvana came out of hell, he would naturally have a general understanding of everything in hell. Therefore, Mrs. Qing wanted to give it a side attack.

However, this bastard man was so tight-lipped and didn't reveal anything. This made her angry. So, she decided not to talk to this bastard for the time being. Let this bastard die of loneliness.

But what made Mrs. Qing want to cry was that Niechen's ability to resist loneliness was too strong. The two were in a stalemate for about half an hour. Niechen still looked calm and calm. But she couldn't bear it anymore.

This silence.

He couldn't help but cursed loudly: "You bastard, don't you know how to give way to me?"

As she said this, Mrs. Qing put on a look of grievance that was about to burst into tears, which made people feel sad just to see her.

Nichenai smiled, and then said with a serious face: "If it is about other things, I can let you do whatever you want. But when it comes to hell, you can't cross the line even one bit!"

This sentence was said very firmly and left no one thinking at all.

Madam Qing looked angrily and asked, "Why?"

Nie Chen sighed and smiled bitterly: "Because everyone who tried to find out the secrets of hell has died, and there has never been an exception... If I tell you the secrets of hell, I will be harming you..."

Mrs. Qing looked stubborn and said, "I'm not afraid!"

Nie Chen shook his head and said: "There are more than one peak master who died at the hands of hell..."

Mrs. Qing's pretty face changed. A slight chill came over her heart, and she asked cautiously: "Really?"

Nie Chen nodded, with a solemn look on his face, and said: "There is an ancient monument in hell, and what is engraved on the ancient monument are names one after another. And the owners of these names, with exception, are all strong men who have shocked the past and the present...

...But who would believe that these strong men who disappeared inexplicably lost their lives because they wanted to peek into the secrets of hell?"

After a pause, Niechen continued: "The moment I became the inheritor of Hell, the instructor led me to this ancient monument and said that this ancient monument is called the Glory Monument and was erected by the founder of Hell.

.At the moment when the Glory Monument was erected, the founder of Hell carved ten names with his fingers, and all of them were famous peak Yakuza masters. What is even more terrifying is that these ten peak Yakuza masters are

He is the patron saint of the top ten ancient forces that have long since disappeared in the long river of history..."

Niechen's eyes were full of horror, and his tone was full of heaviness: "But these ten people standing on the top of the world were beheaded by the founder of hell one by one, and were buried under the Glory God Monument, and became the God of Glory.

The first batch of sacrifices for the monument...At that time, the founder of Hell only said one sentence: No one who is not the pinnacle master of the extreme realm can be carved into the monument of glory!"

Mrs. Qing: "..."

This sacrifice was not a small one! She couldn't help but think about how powerful the founder of hell must be? Killing the patron saints of the top ten ancient forces in a row, this power is beyond everyone's imagination. Presumably, if

The founder of hell claims to be the best in the world, but no one dares to say anything.[

Nie Chen sighed again: "So far, the names of people engraved on the Glory Monument have reached thousands..."

Mrs. Qing's pretty face turned pale, and her heart was filled with huge waves.

Thousands?

Are they all the pinnacle masters of Ji Dao?

When did the top master of the Jida become so weak?

And Mrs. Qing couldn't help but think, if those ordinary Ji Dao masters are also qualified to be engraved into the Glory Monument, how many should they reach?

Mrs. Qing couldn't imagine it.

In the past, she had always listened to other people talking about the horror of hell, and had never had an intuitive understanding. But at this moment, she finally understood why the extremely powerful master had a kind of fear in his eyes when he mentioned hell.

thing……

Hell, it has the capital to scare everyone!

Even though she had terrifying strength at the peak of the Jida, the names of more than a thousand peak Jida masters were engraved on the Glory Monument. At this moment, she knew that the peak Jida masters were not her enemies.

Looking at the pale Madam Qing, Nie Chen felt pity in his heart and said with a wry smile: "You also know that the disappearance of hell is too strange. This is most likely a game, and I am the most critical one in this game.

That chess piece... In other words, if there is no accident, my every move is being monitored... If you all know about hell, you will never be involved, but if you learn from my mouth

If you find out the secret of hell, you will inevitably be involved. By then, the result will be something we cannot predict!"

Mrs. Qing lowered her head, like a child who made a mistake, and whispered: "I was wrong..."

Nie Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "You are right, curiosity is a human instinct. If it were me, when faced with an unknown thing, I would try my best to figure it out."

Madam Qing felt warm in her heart, and then asked with a worried look: "Are you in danger?"

Nie Chen smiled casually and asked: "Are the dangers I face not enough?"

Mrs. Qing was silent. In terms of hatred value, Niechen would definitely be ranked number one in the world. That means Niechen was strong enough and lucky enough. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.

There were two cold gleams in Niechen's eyes, and there was a trace of contempt on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly: "Who is the chess piece and who is the chess player? Who can tell clearly until the end?"

Two bright lights bloomed in Mrs. Qing's charming eyes.

This moment of nirvana is so charming! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian. Your monthly vote is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please read it.)


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