All these pictures alternately reincarnate, like a long scroll of time and space, stretching out in the boundless haziness. [] And outside the picture, there are the words of Xuantian Longma's heartfelt yet cold-blooded words, revealing his feelings towards
The indifference of all creatures: "The gods in the heavens are worried that the development of the human race in the east and west of the human world is out of balance, so they want to find a few leaders in the human world who can drive the development of the western nations, so as to achieve balance and peaceful coexistence between the east and west.
Do you...understand?...God's will is vast, and God's power is unpredictable. According to your ability and knowledge at this time, it is simply not enough to talk about the way of heaven! All you can do now is to follow God's will, do it quickly
Well, don’t ruin this hard-won peace just because of your obsession!”
These sounds and images intertwined back and forth in the depths of the prince's consciousness, stirring endlessly, and gradually formed a huge flowing and vivid chessboard. All the people and things he knew and did not know, including himself, were all on this chessboard.
They move slowly along a predetermined trajectory, heading towards their own ending in an irreversible way and speed, as if there is an invisible, intangible but irresistible huge force driving them, slowly, slowly
The land is constantly changing...
In the haze, a gap suddenly opened in the prince's sea of ignorance, and a glimmer of clarity instantly dispelled all the fog. He suddenly realized: such a chessboard, such a power, may be him.
The way of heaven that I have been searching for! The so-called way of heaven is actually just a rule made by a force that is outside the chessboard. And it is precisely because this power is separated from the chessboard that its vision
As far as he can see, the entire chessboard is under his control. And the reason why he can clearly see everything that is originally intricate is precisely because at this moment, his consciousness has jumped out of the chessboard and has the kind of overlooking view.
Due to all perspectives. But he also realized that although he could see clearly the direction of the chessboard through the fog, he still couldn't actually get out of the chessboard. He was still just a slightly more sober chess piece.
, let alone change the fate of the chess pieces on the chessboard.
A deep feeling of powerlessness ran through his body for an instant, but in an instant it inspired a desire and inspiration buried deep in his heart: Since the power to control the chessboard allowed him to wake up and see the chess game clearly, then maybe it meant
I hope that I can get out of all this through an unknown way, parallel to this power, and even finally possess this power!
The beauty of this longing made the prince's blood boil in an instant. He suddenly opened his eyes, and the bones around him cracked. He looked up at the soft moonlight pouring in through the skylight, and looked up to the sky and roared, the sound was shocking.
Four fields.
Wherever the whistling sound passed, the mountains and forests welcomed it, and countless night birds rose into the sky, and the long roars of beasts sang in harmony from all directions. A thin cloud quietly blocked the moonlight, and the autumn rain as thin as silk threads was dense and drifting.
down, moistening the entire Yi Lin...
The prince, who had finally overcome his inner demons and walked out of the shadows, felt refreshed and almost as if he was in a trance. He slowly stretched his muscles and bones that had not moved for a long time, then stood up suddenly, opened the door, and was about to walk out.
But in the thin rain outside the door, a weak figure in white clothes stood proudly. The clothes soaked by the autumn rain wrapped an exquisite and embossed beautiful body, which was gently trembling in the cool night breeze.
.A pair of beautiful eyes as deep as autumn water, and an incomparably beautiful face, full of resentment, permeated with sadness, revealing heartfelt care, looking at herself weeping with joy, silently weeping.
The prince was shocked, and a touch of emotion suddenly warmed his whole body. At this moment, he finally returned to reality from the illusory dream, and then suddenly remembered: It turned out that in the chessboard in his imagination, there were
Another chess piece with the same fate as his own has always been eager to help each other and fight together.
He stretched out his hand to embrace the woman in front of him, and with endless gratitude and tenderness, he gently stroked her slightly cold back. His fiery fingers passed through her long hair flowing behind her back, as if he had passed through a
Like a long river flowing through the years. The trace of tenderness brought by his fingertips is like mist and wind, creating ripples everywhere it passes. Two bodies with the same hunger hug each other tightly, as if they want to be here
They blended together in the watery autumn wind. The long-lost warmth made the two young men who had returned from the bloody battlefield tremble. The two pairs of red lips slid across each other's cheeks and stuck together tightly. The pattering of water
The autumn rain wet the hair of the two people, and the cool rain slowly flowed down the two hot cheeks, gathered at the two squirming lips, and dripped silently.
The prince gave a backhand hug, lifted the delicate body in his arms, then turned around and closed the door, and gently placed Feng Yi on the soft couch.
In the dark night, the prince seemed to only see the delicate woman in front of him, her smooth and lovely cheeks, a slight blush on her cheeks, her charming eyes with a faint light, and her neck.
The soft white patch of snow under the wet clothes, the two slightly undulating temptations wrapped in wet clothes, as well as the delicate breathing, and the alluring body fragrance, all filled the prince with irresistible temptations.
His face was like fire, his nose was quivering and he let out heavy breaths, and he slowly leaned down towards the woman in front of him who had prepared everything for him.
Drizzle, night, dense forest, breeze, a long and cheerful chant breaks through the silence, as smooth as a ribbon, stirring in the rain. Like fog, like wind, like intermittent lovesickness, like the gurgling autumn rain in front of you, continuous and dense
Dense, silky...
That swaying tree house carries too much joy and sorrow, with a charm from ancient times, swaying in the night. The stars in the sky are hidden behind the faint dark clouds, which are the eyes of the gods.
, peeking shyly with jealousy...
This romance is endless, the tenderness in this area has no beginning or end, annihilating time and space, and passing away the sadness of separation. It is so vivid and hearty. All the pain, all the confusion, all the lovesickness, are here.
In the everlasting hot dance and shouting, the sweat that came out of the body evaporated, and what was left were only two symbols of life, two rhythmic bodies, playing in the vast night rain
A never-ending melody of life...
The fiery morning sun broke free from the shackles of the morning glow and jumped up to the treetops in the mighty golden wind. In the tree house, Feng Yi's snow-white soft body on the soft couch squirmed slightly and let out a soul-stirring murmur. That smooth and pretty face
The red clouds on her cheeks have not disappeared, but she is still showing a moving smile full of spring.
In her sleepy state, she stretched out a bare hand and gently touched her side. At the same time, her long elastic leg was silently raised and placed on the lover in her image. Unexpectedly, her outstretched hands and feet failed at the same time.
What I felt was the furry animal skins on the soft couch.
Feng Yi's delicate body trembled slightly and she suddenly woke up. Her hazy beautiful eyes slowly opened, only to find that the lover she had been entangled with last night had long since disappeared.
She raised her eyes and saw that the skylight on the roof was bathed in sunlight and rustling slightly in the morning breeze. The fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds came from outside the tree house. It was a morning full of life, but the tree house in front of her
But he was left alone.
Feng Yi's heart sank, and she hurriedly got up and dressed, only to see that someone had carved a few lines of writing on the back of the closed door with a sword blade: 'Step through the world of mortals, cut off all the barriers, and the beheaded man will face the beheaded road; with the sword, the end of the world,'
The net of ideas is difficult to close, and the infatuated man sighs ruthlessly. The chess path is full of confusion and obstacles, and a thought of life and death makes him proud of the sky, and his sword points to the sky of hatred. From now on, the hair is spread out and the difficulty is solved, and there is no magic way to hate. I leave you, and I meet with Chanjuan.
…
The handwriting is strong and elegant, and it is the handwriting of the prince.
Fengyi is also a reincarnated god with great wisdom. When she saw the writing on the door, she already understood the meaning of the prince. She understood that the man must have gone far at this time, and there was no need to chase him anymore. She looked back at Zhang Wuzi
The beauty's body temperature was still there on the messy soft couch, and the love last night was still echoing in my ears. However, when I woke up, not only did I not see the tenderness that I should have, but I was faced with such a decisive separation. My heart
Thinking of this, I can't help but feel my heart aching, my intestines twisting and turning, and my face bursts into tears in the blink of an eye...
After a long while, Feng Yi suppressed the loss and sadness in her heart, turned around and walked out of the tree house, and rushed to Ming Yue to ask where the prince was. But Ming Yue only knew that the prince came to say goodbye to her early this morning, then turned around and left, never to leave again.
There was no looking back. As for whether he planned to return to China or go somewhere else, Ming Yue was unclear.
Although Feng Yi knew that the prince meant to leave without saying goodbye, the tenderness in her heart could not be released from her body.
After bidding farewell to Ming Yue, she waved to Xiao Bai and turned over. The sky was full of fallen feathers, and the loud phoenix chirped across the nine days. A graceful back figure and a gorgeous rainbow gradually faded away under the vast sky.