This word full of helplessness and unwillingness was thought that Mo Chuan was talking about the relationship between Zhaoyue and Fu Chen, but he didn't expect it. His eyes changed drastically and he looked at Bai Yuan: "The Heavenly Lord is not stupid. Sooner or later, he will realize that Fu Chen is back again. By then, there may not be such a peaceful battle as now."

There was a slight cold light in the deep eyes. I raised my hand and took out a black chess piece from the chess box that Bai Yuan had prepared, and landed it in the center of the chessboard without hesitation.

"What does the God of God think?"

Bai Yuan looked at his face, still maintaining the expressionless face she had originally, her lips were closed.

Mo Chuan took a deep breath and smiled like a little self-deprecatingly: "The Supreme God does not speak, and Mo Chuan becomes the Supreme God and agrees."

After saying that, he stood up, without bowing, and left the lonely courtyard without looking back, blending with the stars and night, and disappeared into Bai Yuan's eyes.

At this point, things were both beyond Bai Yuan's expectations and beyond his expectations.

He lowered his head, the Kunlun mirror without a mirror in his arms was slightly emitting golden light, converging into a golden mirror, revealing a clear figure.

Bai Yuan curled his lips slightly, raised his head, looked at the huge whirlpool hanging from the sky with a surging and overturning look on Kunlun Yuan, and laughed rare.

In this way, everything will be as expected, following the established trajectory, and in a direction that can no longer be turned back. In the next short period of time, all this is bitter and sweet, and it is no longer stopped.

He lowered his head, his eyes gathered in the black chess piece in the center of the chessboard, turned his head and looked at the direction where Mo Chuan disappeared.

In the past, he was ordered by the ancient emperor. In addition to guarding the Kunlun Abyss, he also acted as a chain of fate to connect the brand new ancient emperor 300,000 years later.

That day, when he sat in front of him, with the pride that he was the same as before, and told him that he was seeking true image with him as the emperor, he knew that the time of the agreement had arrived.

However, there was a pawn missing on the original plan trajectory, and for this reason, I stayed for a few more days.

Now, the chess piece has appeared, and everything has been presented to him. Just as he had deliberately tried to do so 300,000 years ago, a new possibility has been opened up along the already distorted trajectory of destiny.

"Then the task has been completed and there is no reason to continue to exist."

He smiled deeply, and the Kunlun mirror in his hand was filled with golden light, wrapping the entire floating island, and the entrance of Kunlun Abyss was engulfed into the golden brilliance that shook the sky and earth. In an instant, the entire sky shone brightly, and the glow was straight up to the sky. Even the Yuqing Hall of the Nine Heavens could see clearly and truly.

Such an unusual and brilliant aura made the ancestor Hongjun who was talking to the Grandpa of Taishang and Laojun slightly shocked. The originally relaxed expression suddenly rose a solemn aura. Looking at the direction of Kunlun Palace, he clamped the crutches in his hand a little tighter.

In Kunlun Palace, Zhao Yue, who was already preparing to rest in the inner room, was disrupted by the sudden glory. She grabbed the fox fur next to her and put it on her body in her nightgown, pushed the door out.

In the yard, Fu Chen, with the glory of a night pearl, seemed to be unaware of this abnormal scene. He sat at the stone table with a golden knife, and focused on the book in his hand.

Zhaoyue looked up, looked at the golden sky, and looked over the source of the light, and his heart sank to the bottom of the lake.

The direction is the Emperor's Kunlun Abyss.

She turned around and looked at Fu Chen, who was still focused on the book, and her heart gradually became a little anxious.

Just at the restless stall, the golden light flashed and disappeared. With the light, there were floating island leading to Kunlun Abyss, the remote dragon vein, and the Four Symbol Stone Man who guarded the dragon vein.

Of course, there is also Bai Yuan holding the Kunlun Mirror.

The yard was extremely quiet, and the early spring night wind was cold and abrupt, making her ears whirring.

After counting her fingers, Zhao Yue was almost stunned. The Baiyuan Supreme God whom she saw a few days ago now had no trace in the world. She pinched her back and forth many times and counted many times. There were only ten people left in the world.

She was a little confused. She stood in the yard with a look of dissatisfaction. She seemed to be unable to notice the cold waves, and she was stunned there as if she had lost her soul.

Then Fu Chen moved his eyes away from the book in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her slightly lonely side face.

The cold wind rose again, Zhaoyue raised her hand unwillingly, focused her fingers, and calculated twice, but there were still ten people.

Seeing her so sad and lonely, Fu Chen couldn't bear it after all. He put down the book in his hand and spoke slowly: "He just came from where he went and where he went."

The familiar voice pulled Zhaoyue back from loneliness, turned her head to look at Fu Chen's eyes.

Where to come from, where to go back...

Bai Yuan was originally the shadow of the emperor. What Fu Chen meant was that Bai Yuan returned to Fu Chen's feet?

She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and looked at the soles of Fu Chen's feet under the stars and moonlight. The darkness was like a curtain, blurring the boundaries of everything into a groaning gray. Her brows were slightly frowned, and she could not tell what was so.

But he saw him smiling and stop talking, raised his hand, and focused all his attention on the book in his hand.

Although Zhaoyue was puzzled, she felt that Fu Chen would not deceive her with such an important thing. Even though she was full of doubts, she still swallowed it back into her stomach.

At this moment, the person with a confused look on his face was also Fusang who was quickly pulled from the bedroom late at night and sat in Yuqing Hall.

The feast of all directions is approaching. One of the most proud gods of the Heavenly Clan, carrying the upper god of Bai Yuan, who is transcendent to various clans outside the four seas and eight wildernesses, and even he has no right to interfere, actually returned to chaos and said that he had become feathered.

The eleven gods in the world were originally one of them, but in the blink of an eye, they became ten.

Mo Chuan stood there with his hands bowed, lowering his eyes, waiting for Fusang to calm down from such a sudden situation. His chest fell and his face was expressionless.

When Fusang recovered, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his sharp eyes fell accurately on Mo Chuan's head.

"What's the matter with you when you're here late at night?" He was condescending, with only the two of them in the huge Yuqing Hall, with layers of echoing, exuding a majestic and domineering aura.

Mo Chuan then put down his hand and looked at Fusang calmly: "Go back to the emperor, I have something important to report."

"..." Fusang glanced at Mo Chuan standing there alone, without saying a word. He was curious about what kind of important thing it was, and he needed to avoid the ancestor Hongjun and come here alone in the dead of night.

Then Mo Chuan opened his lips lightly and said solemnly: "I accidentally heard from Yue Zun that the Empress of the Heavenly Queen is the wife of the general of the demon clan and the sister of Liang Sisi."
Chapter completed!