Late Night Tales Of The Capital Chapter 137: Black chess covers the world

Youbei Cicada Mountain is a snowy night, but in a hidden valley in Southern County it is mild and drizzle.

The valley was completely black, and an old man in a black robe played against a young boy with horns and braids. The chessboard in front of them was half black and half white, and the lines on the chessboard were blood red. The silk thread, the chessboard is very big, more than ten feet.

The black-robed old man lowered his head and looked at the scattered stones on the chessboard. He seemed to be caught in a long time of thinking. The young boy sat cross-legged on the opposite side without interruption, but with one hand on his chin, a little lack of interest.

This game is a little different from the one you see in the ordinary day.

The stones that have been placed on the chessboard are all in the same color and translucent. Every time the old man touches a chess, the stone touched will turn black, and every time the opposite child touches a chess, the stone will turn white.

The sunspot originally occupied a minority, but gradually a black python came out of the hole.

Bai Zi still keeps going every step of the way and is content with the status quo.

During this process, the transparent stones will constantly change positions, looming.

It’s not easy to win this game. Whether it’s a black-robed old man or a young boy with horns and braids, they never stop. The old man stared at the huge chessboard and said solemnly, "Hundred years of lurking, once born. , Must be like that python spit out a letter."

"Time can change a person's character, and time can also change a person's beliefs. It's not that there are no capable people in this world. Is it a bit too optimistic if you want to overturn the tree directly by the seed?" The voice of the young boy was immature. But the words spoken were not immature at all, but contained mystery.

"Where belief means that change can be changed." The black robe old man smiled, "Even if you change, you have to see if you have the capital to change and whether you have the ability to change."

"Seven creeds, three sets of blood curses, unless they die."

The young boy did not respond to this, but raised his hand a little, and a stone on the chessboard turned white.

"No matter how many seeds there are, is it possible that there will be more than crops?" The boy said milky milk.

"Naturally, there are no crops, but the magic seed is comparable to ordinary seeds. When in the soil, he may have infected countless similar species. The magic seed is the spark of fire. If you throw that flame away What will happen to the grassland?"

The old man waved his hand, "Wildfire starts a prairie!"

The stones on the chessboard suddenly swayed, bang bang bang, all of them changed from transparent pebbles, some became pure black, some became gray, and some became half black and half. Looking at the chess game, half of the blood-colored threads have begun to blacken the strange white stones.

Maybe the land of China has been silent for too long, and has been at ease for too long, and all kinds of negative emotions have gradually erupted.

Ye Que used to live in the world, this time the monster clan has begun to invade Luoyang, but now?

Except for the royal city ruled by the Demon King, the five major tribes began to erupt in various strange bloodsheds one after another. Some demon fighters disappeared for no reason, some demon fighters went crazy inexplicably, and some demon fighters suddenly began to violently kill. A demon general of the Wind Department led his army to attack the mountain city for some reason, and a shaman of the Lei Department quietly began to spread rumors that the Demon King is not the God of the people of the Demon Race, and God will soon In the future...

The overwhelming and treacherous events made the royal family exhausted, and the fifteen disciples whom the Demon King's most beloved were missing.

Ye Que didn't know this game in the Pure Black Valley, nor did he know the treacherous events that happened in the Yaozu, and all he needed to care about now was his immediate presence.

Because in the middle of the night in Cicada Mountain, in this dilapidated Guandi Temple, there are even guests knocking on the door.

And this ‘guest’ didn’t wait for a response, so he arbitrarily broke in.

As soon as he entered the small courtyard, the young man walking in the front cut out the bonfire in the small courtyard with a single blow.

Without waiting for the tree to speak out to stop him, the young man scolded first, "Are you crazy? In such a dark night, you dare to light a bonfire, don't you think he died fast enough?"

"Those who called you, leave here quickly. Don’t blame me for not reminding you. If you take a slow step, you may be overwhelmed." The boy said gloomily, looking at the room, the whole room of bedding, more than a dozen. A sleeping female disciple, and the only two male disciples, one is warming up the fire and the other is talking about love.

Guan Shuheng is the one who roasts the fire, and Ye Que is naturally the one who "talks about love".

Looking at the decorations of Ye Que and others, they were also carelessly neat and wrinkled. Most of them were fleeing here.

"Where did you come from? Looking at the bedding on the ground, is it Zhuxue Temple? No, there won't be so many female disciples in Zhuxue Temple!" The boy was puzzled.

"Fenglei Pavilion, we are from Fenglei Pavilion." Guan Shuheng took a step forward and said.

"Fenglei Pavilion?" The young man looked up and down to look at Shuheng, and said anxiously, "Did your Fenglei Pavilion also be attacked? What about Zhuxue Temple at the foot of the mountain? Is there anything unusual?"

He didn’t talk about the status of his sect~IndoMTL.com~ Guan Shuheng was still very cautious. He just talked about the situation of Zhuxue Temple, "If you want to go to Zhuxue Temple, I advise you to give up Now, they have closed the mountain and closed their doors and declined foreign visitors."

"Closed the mountain and closed the door?" The young man was taken aback, "Just kidding, don't they think..."

The boy hadn't finished speaking, but Ye Que and Hongdou who were sitting in the house suddenly stood up and stepped outside the temple.

In the wind and snow.

Two figures in black robes are looming.

An invisible oppressive force instantly enveloped the entire Guandi Temple.

All the female disciples of Fenglei Pavilion who were sleeping soundly were awakened, and then looked outside with a little surprise. And those teenagers who came with knives were like mice meeting a cat, and the muscles all over their bodies were tightened.

Yawned.

Ye Que stretched.

Red Bean squinted his eyes, smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth, without needing to be reminded by others, he knew who came by smelling the smell, the smell of the hunter, and it was still an undisguised smell of the hunter. The two black-robed figures didn't even look for their bodies, just so naked and exuding demonic energy, they stepped on the snow.

"One person, one?" Ye Que glanced at Red Bean.

"Whatever." Adzuki beans stroked the **** umbrella in his hand.

"Xiao Yao of the Star Realm would dare to be so rampant, is it possible that the right way in this world is asleep?" Ye Que frowned.

"Whatever those who do, the hunters deserve to die. Kill them quickly and go back to tell the story. Who do the female knights in the story like?" Hongdou stepped on the stone steps in front of the temple and flew away. Rise.

Ye Que shook his head helplessly, "So what anxiously, what do you do, the magic repair of the Starlight Realm, that is also the magic repair! Ye Yunhai, I don't want to kill, don't I dare to kill those that don't matter? One for me!"