In a chess court.

A group of children are seriously learning to play chess.

"Sir, sir, do you think my dragon-slaying chess game looks like it?"

"Sir, sir, this is a chess game of Yin and Yang!"

"Dayan Zhoutian, its power is like a dragon and a phoenix, sir, sir, I understand..." The children shouted from time to time, which seemed a bit noisy.

Directly in front, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged.

He was wearing a simple robe, his eyes were slightly closed, but the smile on his face was as refreshing as spring breeze.

At this moment, it is freezing and snowy, with scattered snowflakes floating in the sky.

But looking at a middle-aged man makes people feel warm.

The middle-aged man taught the children to play chess from time to time. Although the children were noisy, he didn't take it seriously.

And the children don't seem to regard the middle-aged man as a gentleman, but as a friend, and don't have much respect.

"Honghong, shouldn't you treat your husband with more respect?"

A new girl in green asked the girl in red next to her.

"Haha, you will know after you stay for a while that sir doesn't care about this..." "But..." The girl in green still didn't understand, because the middle-aged man in front of her was one of the most respected and powerful men in the Chess Palace.

"Sir is different, he can always tolerate everything.

We originally wanted to be more respectful to him, but everywhere we go, we feel that our husband is our friend, without any restraint..." The girl in red said, with admiration in her eyes.

"This is Mr., who taught us how to play chess and taught us how to behave as a human being..." The girl in green was confused when she heard this, but when she looked at the middle-aged man, she felt more and more pleasing to her eyes, as if... like a friend?

Suddenly.

The middle-aged man looked at her and smiled gently.

The girl in green panicked and hurriedly lowered her head. Her face was a little red, but her heart was rarely nervous.

soon.

One day passed.

The middle-aged man sent away the last child, then closed the door gently and began to clean the academy.

It's night.

The middle-aged man packed up everything, then sat quietly in the small pavilion and poured himself a cup of tea.

Days like this have been going on for a long time.

He is extraordinary, but he lives an ordinary life every day.

The middle-aged man enjoyed it as much as he could.

It was late at night, and the middle-aged man's eyes were a little hazy.

The aroma of tea is like wine, which can be intoxicating.

"I don't admire prosperity, I don't chant praises, I seek enlightenment for the common people... Beichen, I'm waiting, waiting to realize our dreams..." He murmured softly, and the road surged like a dragon and a tiger galloping.

He is Mu Chichen.

...Tiannan.

True Dragon Realm Town Tiannan.

The originally magnificent Tiannan is even more majestic, with ancient clouds and mist covering all directions, like a maze.

No one dares to come in here easily.

But this day.

A majestic figure drove straight in.

In the middle of Tiannan, he paused.

On a small island, Su Xuan's figure was sitting cross-legged.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes cold and indifferent.

After staring for a while, he said: "The Martial Lord has arrived, and he has been welcomed from afar."

"You shouldn't have shown up."

The person who came was none other than the Martial Lord.

"So what if you show up?"

Su Xuan asked.

"You couldn't resist me back then, so you could only look up to Wu Dian.

Now that you are making a comeback, you will inevitably make the same mistakes again."

The warrior master said indifferently.

Su Xuan was silent for a long time.

Finally, he said with determination and fearlessness: "I will eventually look down at the Eastern Wasteland and watch the Martial Palace turn into dust."

“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”

The martial master suddenly flicked his sleeves, and Su Xuan's figure disappeared like smoke.

However, where Su Xuan was sitting, there was a line of small words.

The warrior master paused and looked at it for a long time.

His originally calm aura gradually became rippled.

"I'm waiting for you to die."

The warrior master muttered to himself indifferently, turned around and left.

At this moment, the island collapsed.

That line of small words dispersed in the wind.

It says "Destroy my Tiannan and destroy your military fortune..." At the same time.

The entrance to the Demon Realm.

A figure in black robes with a long sword on his back paused for a moment, raised his head slightly, showing a young but somewhat vicissitudes of life face.

"Martial Lord, the battle between us has just begun."

Said.
Chapter completed!