Chapter 912

The favored children of heaven on the side of the cool environment are all dressed in platinum robes embroidered with immortal clouds and flying cranes, which adds a bit of temperament to people.

It represents the immortal side of this immortal magic chess game.

The favored son of heaven on the side of zhongyun territory is wearing a dark red robe with the pattern of fire cloud burning the sky, which is particularly arrogant and domineering.

That should be the devil side representing the immortal devil chess game.

"Eh? I thought I shot my prey. " Said a cold woman in a dark red robe.

There was no apology on her face for almost shooting innocent people, but a look of disappointment.

Jian Jiu stared at Xia Qingchen for a few eyes and recognized it from his eyes. He was surprised and said, "Xia Qingchen?"

He didn't mean to be surprised.

But the speaker was careless and the listener was intentional. The cold red robed woman immediately raised her eyebrows upside down, and the Tianjiao in zhongyun territory behind her also gathered around the beast together.

They stared at Xia Qingchen, with some hostility in their eyes.

"He is Xia Qingchen who buried 100000 troops in zhongyun territory?"

"I've heard so much about you! Ha ha! "

"I've heard that he's coming to participate in the Fairy Magic chess game. I didn't expect it to be true!"

"Well, I can't help him when he's in the cold. Since there's a Fairy Magic chess game, I can't say I want to avenge the souls of many soldiers and dead souls in zhongyun territory!"

Xia Qingchen ignored all of them, including the swordsmen.

His body moved a foot sideways, bypassed them, and went to the immortal magic city without expression.

"Stop!" The cold red robed woman said coldly.

Then he shot an arrow at Xia Qingchen's heel.

Xia Qingchen stopped his steps, turned his head and said, "what's the matter?"

The cold red robed woman said, "my name is Hongying. Remember my name!"

"Oh." Xia Qingchen doesn't care. He kicks away the arrow and moves on.

Behind his back, came the cold voice of red tassel: "this name will be the person who will end your life!"

By implication, she will blade the summer light dust!

Summer light dust turned a deaf ear and stepped into the yellow sand.

Jian Jiu stared at his back and sniffed: "it's disgusting to be in a situation worse than a dog and pretend to be deep!"

The red tassel said in a deep voice, "he is really like the rumor, devoid of people?"

"You are well informed." Jian Jiu smiled: "but it's no secret. He's really mediocre."

Red tassel looked at Xia Qingchen's back from a distance: "unfortunately, it should have been a legend of the generation feared by all sentient beings."

Her eyes twinkled with disappointment.

When Xia Qingchen's name resounded through the clouds and the earth, every man with lofty ideals engraved this hatred, shame and Disgrace in his heart.

No one doesn't want to hand blade Xia Qingchen. Hand blade, a young god of war in the cold world, is ashamed before the snow!

Hongying, as a contemporary rising star of zhongyun, is also one of them.

In the past few months, with the goal of killing Xia Qingchen, she practiced hard and even surpassed others to break through the big star position.

When she learned that Xia Qingchen would also participate in the Fairy Magic chess game, how excited and expected she was?

However, when she came to Xianmo City, she knew that Xia Qingchen failed to break through and became a mediocre in strength.

This makes Hongying feel very lost.

Kill a fallen legend, no sense of achievement!

"A legend? Does he deserve it? " Jian Jiu smiled contemptuously, and Gan Yun laughed with pride: "my Jian Jiu is the legend of the new generation in Liangjing!"

Hongying was silent, but her eyes were full of contempt.

What is sword nine?

A character you haven't heard of is also worthy of claiming to be a legend in the cool world?

"Keep hunting." The red tassel rode away.

It turned out that the younger generation of Tianjiao from both sides gathered together to hunt together. It was a competition before the immortal devil chess game.

Sword nine was in high spirits: "come on, see who can hunt more powerful prey!"

……

Xia Qingchen comes to the Fairy Magic City. The people of Zizi tiantuan have patrolled outside the city to jointly maintain the order of the Fairy Magic City with a tiantuan in zhongyun territory.

"Lord Xia, you're here at last." Sanskrit jumped down from the city wall, and his frown was finally relaxed.

She is not worried about Xia Qingchen's safety. With Xia Qingchen's personal ability and the terrible combat power of Yunlan battle group, few people can hurt him at present.

She was worried that Xia Qingchen missed the Fairy Magic chess game.

After all, the magic chess game will begin tomorrow.

"Yes." Xia Qingchen nodded at will.

The Sanskrit voice said: "my Lord, the immortal magic chess game will start tomorrow. I have learned the process for you in advance. Before the game, the following items need to be carried out: identity confirmation, detection and cultivation, competition token collection, uniform collection and rule table collection."

"Time is in a hurry. If it's convenient for you, you can take you to handle it now."

The best measure of a person's intelligence is that it's easy to get along with him.

There is no doubt that Sanskrit is such a person.

Xia Qingchen sighed gently and said, "I'm a little reluctant to let you go."

If Sanskrit stays with you, you must be a right-hand man.

Sanskrit's body is stiff, red lips bite slightly, and worry about gain and loss.

"Go now and be your Sanskrit." Xia Qingchen points his finger on his neck, and Zixiao slave circle slowly emerges.

Then, Xia Qingchen ordered several times on his neck, and the slave circle disappeared again.

"Within a year, you don't have to come back to me. There will be no change in the slave circle." Xia Qingchen said that he was temporarily free to play Sanskrit.

Vatican Miao was excited, but Miao Mu gently flashed: "well, what if you can't come back in time?"

Xia Qingchen put his long sleeves and said, "then write your last words and let people take care of your future affairs."

With a charming smile, Sanskrit didn't feel much disappointed. She smiled: "now, if you want to drive me away, I won't go!"

In the world, which fool would give up the chance to become a God?

"Sir, wait a minute. There is another very important thing that you need to know." Sanskrit Miao catches up.

Xia Qingchen stopped his steps, crossed his cheek and said, "say."

Sanskrit Miao leaned close to his cheek, put it close to his ear and whispered, "that's..."

Baji——

She suddenly kissed Xia Qingchen on the cheek, and then ran away immediately.

While running, he looked back and giggled: "goodbye! My Lord! "

Xia Qingchen is angry and funny. He wipes off the lipstick on his face. Before leaving, he has to kiss him and run away!

It's not big or small!

Unexpectedly, this scene was just seen by a man and a woman.

They are not others. They are Lin daoran and Wu Huan walking side by side in the immortal magic city.

They were close side by side and looked very intimate.

At the moment, they are staring at Xia Qingchen with strange eyes.

Is Xia Qingchen so handsome that men have to kiss him?

Wu Huan didn't think so. She turned her little face coldly. She didn't pay much attention to men's appearance. What she paid most attention to was strength and potential.

Lin daoran joked: "it seems that Lord Xia has known some news in advance, so he is so disappointed that even men don't let go?"

Xia Qingchen looked at him: "inexplicable!"

Without looking at Wu Huan, he went straight to the city master's house.

Taoist Lin looked at his back and said with a smile, "maybe he will be very embarrassed soon? After all, sister Huan is no longer his teammate! "

(around noon tomorrow)