Chapter 914： invisible life

Back to Yi Feng.

Having made enough "preparations", he lived in Feng Qianyue and entered a state of waiting to die.

Lying lazily on the reclining chair, bathed in the sun, grapes in his left hand and peach in his right hand, while chewing, he was humming a little tune.

Eat and die, but that's it!

Next to her, Feng Qianyue, who was sitting cross-legged, no longer said anything to supervise her.

Just can't figure it out.

There are still a few days left to participate in the inheritance of death, how can Yi Feng be so relaxed.

Normal people think at this time that they can improve a little or a little, but this one is good, as if they were on vacation.

Could it be that he is not worried that he will not be able to pass, and he will die in it?

Feng Qianyue was a little worried.

Just in her capacity, she is not qualified to teach Yi Feng a lesson.

Can only wait until the fate of it.

"Hey, I'm bored, I'll go for a walk on the street, do you want to go with me?" Yi Feng sat up lazily on the reclining chair, threw the last grape into his mouth, and asked Feng Qianyue aside.

"Sorry sir, Qianyue has something to do later, so I won't accompany you sir." Feng Qianyue lowered her head and said.

"Okay, I'll just walk around the street and be back soon."

Stretching, Yi Feng walked lazily down the street.

The sun is just right.

Warm wind blows.

There was an endless stream of hawking on the street.

Next to it, a tall tree blocked most of the sunlight on the corner of the street, and only the little bit of light shone through the gaps between the leaves.

under the tree.

A layer of leaves was piled up, exuding a rotten smell, but it was not unpleasant.

There is also a stone table under the tree.

Next to the stone table was an old man with a palm fan, studying a leftover game on the stone table.

Yi Feng, who was passing by lazily on the street, saw this scene and immediately became interested.

"Old man, you should play this game like this." Yi Feng leaned over and said.

"Hey-hey."

The old man raised his head and smiled, shook the palm fan in his hand, his mind completely detached from the chessboard, looked up at Yi Feng and said with a smile, "Young man, you are finally here."

"Oh, did you know I was coming?"

Yi Feng gave him a puzzled look and couldn't help asking.

The old man smiled and didn't answer anything. Instead, he stretched out his hand and said, "Young man, sit down, come and accompany the old man, how about my next game?"

"alright."

Yi Feng didn't think much about it, so he sat down directly, and it happened that he was also idle.

Because looking forward to a certain day, the more you look forward to it, the slower you become.

The old man gave Yi Feng a meaningful look, and then put down the chess piece in his hand.

Yi Feng looked relaxed and followed Zhizi.

soon.

As time passed, the two of them went back and forth on the chessboard.

But from beginning to end, the old man's face remained relaxed.

It was as if everything remained under his control.

"I heard recently that the death inheritance of Fengyue Island will be activated again..."

While playing chess, the old man smiled meaningfully while separating his thoughts.

"Oh, yes."

Yi Feng nodded.

After he finished speaking, he fell down.

This one fell, and the old man's relaxed complexion suddenly changed.

He suddenly turned serious and sat up.

The whole mind has entered the chessboard, the palm is holding the piece, but I don't know how to drop it.

Because at this time, he suddenly realized that he had already entered Yi Feng's encirclement.

Either way, it's a dead end.

Seeing that he had nowhere to go, the old man's face suddenly turned blue and red.

"Old man, don't go down, you lose."

Yi Feng yawned.

too boring.

Too stress-free.

"Hey-hey."

"If you lose, you lose." The old man simply pushed the chess pieces on the table with a cheeky face and said, "If you lose, you will lose. If you can't play, let's get down to business."

"What's the matter?"

Yi Feng blinked, a little puzzled.

Why does this old man keep saying some inexplicable things to himself.

"Hey, boy, the one who accepts the inheritance of death is you."

The old man laughed.

"Well, yes, it's me."

Yi Feng didn't hide it either, that's what he was talking about.

"Good boy, it really is you." The old man patted Yi Feng's shoulder excitedly, and said with admiration, "When I heard that someone was going to accept the inheritance of death a few days ago, I followed you secretly, and I have to say, There are very few people with courage like you, which is very good."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Yi Feng thanked him politely.

If it wasn't for the system asking him to seek death, the brain-dead people would come to accept this death inheritance.

"Of course, what excites me the most is not your courage to accept the inheritance of death. After all, throughout history, people who dare to accept the inheritance of death are superfluous, but there has never been one that caught my eye."

"And what really excites me is the uncertainty in you."

"Uncertainty?"

Yi Feng blinked.

"Because, I can't see your life." The old man said solemnly.

"Life?"

Yi Feng pouted and said, "Old man, are you a magician?"

"Hey, young man, I'm not telling you, I can clearly see the fate of everyone who passes by on this street."

"I know exactly when he was born and when he died."

"Even his future direction, his future achievements..."

Saying that, the old man waved his hand in front of Yi Feng.

Immediately.

Yi Feng discovered a different world.

He saw a black-clothed swordsman passing by, with a dark haze covering his head.

The little **** the other side had a red light above her head.

Of course, other than that, the top of most people's heads is relatively normal.

"The swordsman you saw will surely die within three days, and there is no one to save. Because this is his life!"

"And the little girl next to me has limitless achievements in the future."

The old man said in a timely manner.

Yi Feng was quite surprised.

I thought this old man was a genius, but I didn't think that this old man was really a master.

"But your life, I can't see through it!"

The old man raised his head and said again.

"And your life that you can't see through may be mediocre, but it may also be unimaginable."

"So, you tend to have the highest ceiling."

"That's what really excites me as well."

Yi Feng hid his mouth and smiled.

Of course you can't see through the old man secretly.

After Lao Tzu dies, he is immortal.

I have to say, this old man has a good eye.