He ran through the possibilities in his head. But none of them are certain. He needed more solid information.
Thinking about it, he felt a little tired. Although he was still not sleepy, his tired mind forced him to divert his thoughts.
He tilted his head and looked at the stone table not far away. A chessboard is depicted on it.
He stared at it for a long time, and the memories of that year gradually reappeared in his mind.
Fireworks flying all over the place disappeared in an instant, leaving only the charred black ruins of the wall.
Swords like tigers and wolves rushed towards the young and weak self. It was still stained with blood, the blood of his closest relatives, reflecting in his pupils like a fire burning in his heart.
Everything in the world seemed to collapse in his heart.
It was at that time that the man cut away the surrounding flames, walked slowly toward him, and then stretched out a hand.
That illusory light was what started from that time, causing him to fall into the darkness that he cannot escape from now.
Then, Chechi shook his head in disgust when he heard the sound, and sat up irritably.
It was like a dream before my eyes, and all the colors of the past were instantly dissolved into the darkness.
The breath gradually becomes unstable. He rubbed his chest and slowly got out of bed.
At this moment, footsteps coming slowly outside the door attracted his attention.
"Report." The guard outside the door stood still and said shortly and respectfully.
Chechi's heart skipped a beat when he heard the sound. He suppressed the ups and downs in his heart and walked out calmly: "Say."
The guard then handed over a letter and lowered his head to report: "Sir, the Xiaoqi envoy sent someone to deliver the letter, and also asked Heishui Tianbao if there is any expensive tea."
Chechi heard the sound and his outstretched hand trembled slightly. But he still took the letter as if nothing had happened and waved to the guard: "I understand, go ahead."
The guard Nuonuo exited. When Che Chi heard the sound, he held the envelope and sat down slowly on the stone bench. There was already a little sweat quietly oozing out from his palms.
Opening the envelope several times, he unfolded the letter and read it.
Under the dim light, there weren't many words on the letter. The general idea was that Xiao Wuye wanted to come over to chat with him, and it should be about the film owner's further plans.
After reviewing it several times, Chechi secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the sound.
But even so, it meant he was running out of time. This is not something to be happy about at all.
If it doesn't work...he can only choose to take risks.
A ball of water mist was picked up in the palm of the hand and adhered to the letter paper. With a slight wave, the letter was instantly shattered.
He stood up and walked slowly towards the stone room.
The time is almost up. As a daily routine, he has to guide the Blackwater Sky Barrier navy drills. This is the most powerful force of Jiuche Xiaoying, and it can only show its strength at the most critical moment.
Walking on the road, Che Chi heard the sound of his hands squeezing so tightly that they even made a clicking sound.
opportunity. As a former profound sage in chess, he understood the importance of timing best. Now that the time has not come, he can only hide temporarily. He needs to calm down.
Although he felt extremely angry when he thought of the man who was extremely close to him.
That... man with a piece of spotted deerskin around his neck.
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The sky gradually became brighter and the color of the river fog gradually became lighter. The spacious two banks are reflected in the water, like jade.
Waterbirds inhabit the shallow water and grass, happily hunting from time to time. The grass insects and cicadas in the forest screamed in confusion, as if their throats were blocked by the morning dew.
And in such a peaceful picture, two speedboats shuttled along the river, stirring up waves on both sides of the river and breaking the calm of the morning.
The rushing white waves broke away from the waveless river surface, leaving behind a pool of restless foam. The two clippers, one behind the other, holding up their own white sails, looked like two vigorous waterfowl.
Ying Kui is in front and Xiao Wanhu is behind. They have been chasing here since night, and they are getting farther and farther away from Zhaosui Mingbang.
This is the result of Lu Dingmo and Xiao Wanhu trying their best to stop him. Otherwise, if Ying Rui is allowed to get close to Zhao Zui Mingbang, it will often lead to unnecessary trouble.
The brisk wind blew their cheeks, making them extremely moist and refreshing. The two of them took some rest in the boat and are now recovering somewhat.
Lu Dingmo, in particular, is still very weak, but at least he is awake and able to command. Due to the overdraft last night, his energy recovery was extremely slow. Fortunately, Qing Tan Lang did not break out again for the time being, otherwise he might really have no way to save himself.
Shadow Corpse was sailing forward, and the remaining power of the Corpse Transformation Pill was still there, but it could no longer affect his sanity. He is trying his best to stay calm now. Even if he cannot return to Zhaosui Mingbang, he will find another chance to make a comeback.
Glancing at the two people on the sailboat behind him, he could realize that the only possibility was to dig out Xiao Wanhu's body.
The two boats came closer as the current seemed to calm down a bit.
Xiao Wanhu was at the helm with all his concentration, and at the same time, he was on guard against Ying Kui's rearward attack. When Lu Dingmo saw that the distance was getting closer, he was lying on his knees, grabbing the wooden board next to him to prop himself up, as if he was about to launch a sniper attack.
The waves hit the deck of the boat and splashed all over him. Lu Dingmo couldn't grasp the board firmly, lost his balance, and slipped on his back on the deck.
Hearing the voice from behind, Xiao Wanhu turned around and said, "Don't move around, stop showing off."
Lu Dingmo was soaked to the skin. He raised his sleeves to wipe the water stains from his hair, still unwilling to give up.
"Don't underestimate Qingying Shufan's ability." He reluctantly raised his arms to support his body and climbed to the side of the boat. "Let him see clearly the power of Mo riding on the water."
