Chapter 780

Song Ningyu holds the sunspot and looks at the chess game. Her eyes are slightly dark. She reaches out her hand and clicks. The white son falls. The chess board is not very good, even some old. Looking at the chess lines on the chess board, it is already some mottled and old. The chess pieces in Song Ningyu's hand are not very good.

The white chess pieces were a little gray under the yellowing light. The four chains tied to the jade Yan, and the two chains tied to the hands shook with his actions.

Lian Qing, who followed behind him, moved another chair and asked helianxing to sit with a smile.

He Lianxing smiled and looked at the game of chess. His eyebrows twisted fiercely. The game of chess was too murderous. Sunspots almost killed white children all the way. The army pressed the border and slaughtered countless people.

The gentle way of watching song Ningyu is really not like song Ningyu's bearing!

The two had a cup of tea and a son. In the last half hour, song Ningyu took the tea from Lianqing. His eyes were cold and sharp: "what do you want to encourage the people to rush into the palace?"

Yu Yan's angular face was soft under the yellow lamp. He gently held the chess pieces. The dungeon was cold because of the heavy snow outside. A hot tea soon cooled down. Lian Qing was afraid that song Ning Yu was frozen, and ordered someone to bring a carbon basin in. It was much better in the ancient copper wall room.

Jade Yan Luo's voice dropped a word, raised his lips and said with a slight smile: "naturally, I don't want your majesty to leave."

Song Ningyu's cool eyes lifted up and looked at Yu Yan. The stars in his eyes seemed to want to see all his things. Unfortunately, there was nothing in them.

He Lianxing smiled with a cup of tea and said in a slow voice, "you encourage the people to force the goddess and the snow emperor to pay for their lives. Yu Yan, you don't have the qualification to sit on the throne!" song Ningyu and he Lianxing fell down with a smile, and the benefit is the powerful Yanluo Pavilion!

Let the head of a killer organization be an emperor? It's a joke!

Yuyan Luozi looked at helianxing mockingly and smiled: "you and I are just a chess piece under the high priest. Helianxing smiled. You are the same as me. Even if you sit on the throne of king, there is nothing to be proud of, because you can't get what you want, just like me!"

He Lianxing smiled and tightly held the tea lamp in his hand. The sword eyebrows closed quietly. Song Ningyu gently knocked on the chessboard, looking a little rigorous. Her chess skill was taught by her mother. She talked more about overcoming hardness with softness. It seems like only a straw. In the end, she can crush a camel!

It turned out that all these were calculated by Chunsu. If they were not abandoned, they would not stand. However, perhaps Chunsu did not expect that the snow emperor and the goddess would die in this action.

Song Ningyu pinches the cold chess piece, and her fingertips are pale because of excessive force. The cold room has been warm for a few minutes. Lian Qing changes a hot tea for song Ningyu, quietly retreats beside her and drools her eyes.

However, when Lianqing looked at Yuyan, there was always some vague resentment in her eyes. Song Ningyu understood at a glance that nothing can make a person hate a person so much. Lianqing's world has always been peaceful. If she hadn't annoyed her too much, she wouldn't easily do it.

It turned out that the man who said he wanted to elope with Lianqing was him! Yuyan!

Yuyan does have the ability to make women crazy, but people who spend too much love can't get true love in the end.

The pain you bring to others will one day be returned to you in the same way.

Lianqing looked at Song Ningyu, but saw song Ningyu nodding slightly, indicating what she wanted to do, so she did it.

Lian Qing offered Yu Yan a cup of tea. The aroma of tea curled up. The aroma was bitter. Yu Yan looked down at the cup of tea and smiled: "Your Majesty, this is the last cup of tea for me, a condemned prisoner?"

A trace of sadness flashed in Lian Qing's eyes, and she said in a clear voice: "tea is non-toxic, the sky is cold, young master yu should... Take care of it!"

For so many years, all the meetings were vague. They never really held hands, even hugged. In the past five years, there were countless fingers. She didn't know this was a use, and wholeheartedly thought that sincerity should be like this.

Only now do I find that the more gorgeous the promise, the more pale what can be left in the end.

How much sincerity I moved at the beginning, how much pain I feel now!

Yuyan slowly pushed the tea aside, smiled at Lianqing and said, "Miss Lao is worried about life and death. Yumou has long been away from home. However, looking at the girl, she is quite similar to an old friend of Yumou."

Lian Qing's eyes were slightly red. She looked at Yu Yan and opened her mouth. She tried to keep her voice balanced: "childe... Can you pass it on?"

Holding a sunspot, Yu Yan gently tapped on the table, smiled at Lian Qingwen and said, "if you see her, tell her to help each other, not... Forget in the Jianghu." Lian Qing's face turned a little pale. She stepped back, lowered the sad light in her eyes and said, "if you meet her, I will tell you."

Yu Yan meaningfully glanced at Lian Qing and said with a light smile, "then you'll be glad."

The crowd fell into silence again. He Lianxing smiled, touched his chin, looked at Lian Qing with a tolerant and sad face, and looked at Yu Yan, who was as quiet as water. He didn't ignore Yu Yan's white fingertips because of too much force. He fell sunspots and got up absently.

For an absent-minded person, song Ningyu has a great chance of winning, but I don't know what significance it is to go on like this. About Chunsu, song Ningyu feels that what she knows is always just the tip of the iceberg. What about under the iceberg? What about the other side of the iceberg? She never knew!

Everything she knows about Chunsu is through other people's transfer and legend, and Chunsu herself has never told her anything. The only thing she has taken from her is probably the kiss in the misty night.

The silent jade Yan suddenly laughed at himself and said, "I have been a chess piece for the high priest for nearly 20 years. The high priest really tried his best for his majesty!"

Song Ningyu's white son tightened fiercely at his fingertips. There was a sharp light in his eyes. The light blade was like a knife. It was very sharp!

He Lianxing smiled and sank his eyes. He warned in a cold voice, "there's too much nonsense."

Yu Yan lowered his eyes, straightened Li, and his body was slightly covered with a layer of gray black brocade clothes. The chain on his hand moved slowly with his actions, making a fine sound. Song Ningyu suddenly broke the Millennium black iron chain that bound him.

He Lianxing smiled and looked at Song Ningyu in surprise. He said in a deep voice, "don't forget that behind him is Yanluo Pavilion! As long as Yanluo Pavilion survives, it can make a comeback!"