Mr. Shui Jing raised his hand to condense a bright mirror, which showed the whole process of Ren Jie playing against the bad chess basket, with every step accurate.

The more Lu Qianfan watched, the brighter his eyes became, until the game was over, the game was full of white stones.

Excited, he couldn't help clenching his fists, looking up to the sky and laughing, his laughter full of joy.

"I knew that he could do it. Only Xiaojie in the world could make this winning move..."

"That way...I feel relieved, hahahahaha~"

Before Lu Qianfan could laugh twice, a large part of his old body disappeared again, and a mouthful of corrupted black blood was spurted out by him, causing his breath to become unstable.

But the momentum became stronger, even so strong that it made people panic.

But Mr. Shui Jing's eyes dimmed: "So... you know why I am here..."

"Know…"

"This chess game is too dangerous. If you make one wrong move, you will lose the whole game. And the premise is that Daxia must be able to withstand Tianqing... Otherwise, everything is empty talk..."

"If the foundation is bad, it will be difficult for gods and gods to save it!"

As he spoke, Mr. Shui Jing looked directly into Lu Qianfan's eyes: "Whether Daxia can hold on or not depends mainly on you..."

"Qianfan...can you bear it?"

Lu Qianfan smiled brightly: "I can..."

"how long?"

"I don't know. I'll carry it until I can't carry it anymore..."

Mr. Shui Jing was silent, his eyes were dim, and even his knuckles were clenched and turned blue...

"sorry…"

"You have already lost a lot for the human race, and now I want you again..."

But before Mr. Shui Jing could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Qianfan:

"Hey, hey, hey~ Who said my life will definitely come to an end? I have no intention of giving up my position as the chess player..."

"Maybe... I can handle all of this without Xiaojie making that move, as long as I take that step!"

"This... is a unique piece that belongs to me, Lu Qianfan. It's simple, direct, and very my style, isn't it?"

Mr. Shui Jing said anxiously with red eyes: "But..."

Lu Qianfan smiled: "Sir... you know, I don't believe in fate..."

"My ending is not decided by fate, but by myself!"

"Go back... No matter what happens, I will do what I should do!"

Mr. Shui Jing took a deep breath, stared deeply at Lu Qianfan, then turned around and left...

I don’t know if this look is the last time I see him...

Huh…

With the departure of Mr. Shui Jing, Xuanzhuo's spiritual sea returned to silence...

Lu Qianfan, who was sitting on the altar, looked at his empty lower body in silence...

"It's so difficult to kill me..."

"It ends here...how can I be willing to..."

"Then...break a way out and keep walking!"

Mr. Shui Jing, who had left Xuanxu Linghai, did not return to the martial arts hall. Instead, he calmed down and walked towards the deep night...

…

On the airport platform of Xia Jing Sky Stairway, Long Jue was lying on the railing, smoking silently, and the strong wind from high altitude ruffled his gray hair.

The ashtray was filled with twisted cigarette butts. He smoked one after another, looking at the night sky in Xia Jing and the sparks burning on the fertile soil...

Whenever he was upset, Long Jue would always come here to relax. If he stood at a high place, he would have a wide field of vision, and the strong wind would make his mind clearer.

When he put a cigarette in his mouth again, the lighter in his hand could not be lit. The sparks ignited on the flint made Long Jue's slightly irritable cheeks red.

At this moment, I heard a "ding" sound, which was the sound of the kerosene lighter opening the lid.

A hand stretched out in the darkness, holding an old kerosene lighter. The flame flickered and the cigarette was lit.

Long Jue stared at the lighter blankly, without looking back, and said hoarsely: "Here it comes?"

Ren Jie was also lying on the railing, his hair being torn by the night wind.

"The night scene in Xia Jing is much more prosperous than the one in Jincheng, but each has its own beauty. It's a pity... we can't see the one in Jincheng..."

Long Jue didn't say anything, but silently handed over a cigarette: "Nuo~ I can handle the matter..."

Ren Jie waved his hand and refused with a smile: "No! Smoking is harmful to your health."

"Besides, when you smoke on the ladder, you smoke half the wind and half the smoke, so what's the point of smoking? It's better to just smoke the wind!"

The corners of Long Jue's mouth twitched: "If you can say it, I have thought up a lot of words to try to enlighten you, but now it seems there is no need..."

"You're not yet twenty years old, but you are far stronger than I thought..."

Ren Jie shrugged: "Maybe not. The thorn is still there and it will hurt, but people have to move forward after all."

Long Jue didn't say anything, he just patted Ren Jie's shoulder silently and continued to smoke.

Two men, one big and one small, were lying on the railing of the ladder, silent.

Ren Jie finally spoke:

"You know... the situation of the human race is not very good now, right?"

Long Jue smiled bitterly: "No one knows better than me. Dean Yun is injured at the moment of the lunar eclipse and will not be able to hold on for long..."

"The fall of the City of Gaotian seems to be a foregone conclusion. Daxia has no spare power to cover the gap in the City of Gaotian, but the Tianmen Church has..."

"If this is true, Daxia... will really change..."

Ren Jie wiped his nose:

"Yam Luo, the Hundred Ghosts, the Night King only has a few months left, half a year to live. Without him here, all the ghosts will disperse..."

"The old man wants me to take over, but I haven't made up my mind to take over yet. This transfer is only temporary..."

Long Jue rubbed his eyebrows: "If Dean Yun dies, the church will take control of the airspace. If the Night King dies, all ghosts will disperse. Even if you take over, the battle between gods and demons within Daxia will be inevitable."

"In the battle last night, Lu Qianfan was tried by the mirage to kill me, and his movements were restricted. He will never miss this perfect opportunity!"

"The threat is not only from the demon clan, but also from the spirit clan's emperor spirit lineage, and the Dangtian Demon Realm is also planning..."

"Surrounded by tigers and wolves, internal chaos is about to arise. This time...are we really going to end up dead?"

Why couldn't Long Jue see the danger of the current situation?

"If it were you, how would you go next?"

At this moment, Long Jue looked at Ren Jie with burning eyes.

Ren Jie raised a finger and said seriously: "Drag!"

"Since chaos is about to arise, let's push back the starting point of chaos. The fall of the Night King and Dean Yun will be the beginning of chaos..."

"Then find a way to extend the lives of the two of them. I have promised the Night King, and I want to return this favor to him..."

"Hundred Ghost Yama is much safer in the hands of the old man than in my hands..."

Long Jue sighed and took another one:

"I have thought about this method and have arranged for people to investigate, but how can the life of a powerful person be so easy to survive?"

"You have to know that the Night King and Dean Yun are both people who have lived through the entire genetic era. Even the Dean is older than the Night King..."

"Today, the oil is really running out. If they don't take that step, there is almost no way to extend their lifespan..."

"But who in this world can cross the legendary eleven realms?"
Chapter completed!