After being taught by Xie Wuyan last night that he had been visiting and drinking tea for a night of tea, Chen Wanqing locked the door carefully this time, and fixed the windows by the way, and even checked whether the skylight was closed tightly.

After doing this, she felt relieved and stretched her waist to climb onto the bed to prepare for bed.

At this moment, Chen Wanqing clearly felt the air pressure in the house change, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet for a moment. The leaves outside the window, which were blown by the wind, stopped in an instant, and everything was silent, but it made people feel even more uneasy.

Immediately afterwards, the candlelight on the table suddenly lit up.

This extremely familiar aura and scene, could it be said...

Chen Wanqing turned her head stiffly. Sure enough, at the table not far away, Xie Wuyan lazily supported her chin, bent her eyes slightly, raised her hand and greeted her: "Miss Chen, good evening."

Chen Wanqing choked up.

Come again?

So these monsters and monsters really don’t sleep at night, right?

Chen Wanqing thought about it now that she closed her eyes and pretended to be too late to sleep. She held her up with her fate, and her tone was lifeless: "Honest Master Xie is here to have tea tonight?"

"No." Xie Wuyan said, "In order to understand the various aspects of people's livelihood, cultivate sentiment, and cultivate one's character, Xie came to ask Miss Chen for advice on flying chess."

This is very familiar.

Chen Wanqing knew what it means to shoot himself in the foot.

There is no good end to provoking the great devil.

She reluctantly got off the bed and sat down in front of Xie Wuyan with heavy steps.

"I also want to teach Mr. Xie, but first of all, I need dice. If there are no dice-"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Wuyan raised his fingertips and grabbed them from the air. The bone ring on his middle finger flashed, and two exquisite dices lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

Tiangang Bone Ring.

It can store all things and is one of the magic tools in the world of immortal cultivation.

Chen Wanqing is used to these rare treasures, but she still struggles to death: "The chessboard is quite special, I have to draw it myself, but there is no paper or pen."

Then paper and pen appeared in front of me.

Chen Wanqing: "We have to have two colors of chess."

Then there is chess.

Chen Wanqing: "Since this is the case, you still need a small plate of duck neck osmanthus cake and almond glutinous rice balls."

Now Xie Wuyan didn't turn things out. He held his chin and looked at her. He put the dice in his hand and threw it, with a bright threat in his eyes.

Chen Wanqing immediately surrendered, lay honestly on the table, and began to draw the chessboard with his fate: "Okay, you don't need these."

It's so hateful that you can't change things and start to threaten people with your eyes.

After drawing, she pushed the paper forward and pointed to four corners: "Now each person has four pieces. If the dice is thrown to six, he can put one of his chess pieces on the board, and then move forward according to the points. Whoever takes the lead in sending all the pieces to the end will be considered winning."

Then, Chen Wanqing threw it out with an exemplary expression.

It's a one.

Chen Wanqing handed the dice over: "It's your turn."

When Xie Wuyan took the dice, the contempt in his eyes was clearly visible, as if two words were written brightly - "That's it?"

Chen Wanqing puts on his hips: "Don't look at the simple rules, luck is also part of his strength."

Xie Wuyan didn't agree, but just threw it away casually.

six.

Is this person lucky?

After half a stick of incense, Chen Wanqing discovered something was wrong.

This is not a matter of luck.

Otherwise, why did Xie Wuyan have six from beginning to end, and three pieces of chess pieces have reached the end, but all he threw out was one, and he hasn't even gone out of the house until now. Although he was forced to play flying chess with Xie Wuyan, his gaming experience is too bad.

Chen Wanqing looked up and saw the aura gathered at his fingertips.

Grass.

I almost forgot that this is the world of immortal cultivation, and there is no luck at all, and it is all cheating players.

Chen Wanqing was filled with indignation, and slapped the table and grabbed it: "You can't use spiritual power to control the dice, otherwise you will be a fraud."

However, the moment he met Xie Wuyan's index finger, Chen Wanqing realized his extremely cold body temperature.

Just one finger, but it still made people feel biting and painful in the palm of their palms, mixed with airflow that had not yet been closed, as if several holes were slashed by the sharp edge of the blade.

So, even if most of the demon power is blocked, is Xie Wuyan's power still so domineering?

Xie Wuyan glanced at the hands that were holding love.

The index finger that was pecked by the black bird began to scar.

He looked up at her without hesitation, "Oh."

Very perfunctory tone.

Chen Wanqing was so angry that she wanted to pull his hair, but in the end she was afraid of being timid, so she swallowed her breath, sat back, picked up the dice and threw it again.

Yes one.

There is definitely a problem.

She raised her head and stared at Xie Wuyan: "You turn around."

Xie Wuyan raised his eyebrows and turned around.

Stop the love again.

Still one.

Chen Wanqing, whose mentality has collapsed, has decided to make a fraud.

So she reached out her hand and secretly turned the dice, adjusted the points to six, and then sat upright as if nothing had happened: "Okay."

Xie Wuyan turned around, glanced at her again, looked up at her.

"I threw six." For some reason, Chen Wanqing felt a little guilty under his eyes, and his voice became less and less righteous from the beginning. "Why are you looking at me with such a suspicious look? You didn't see it. And you have so many six, why can't I throw one? You're stingy."

Of course, Xie Wuyan could see Chen Wanqing's guilt.

Like every time she lies, she talks a lot and breaks, flapping her wings beside her like a sparrow that is not afraid of death, and making a fuss about her words.

She is indeed very interesting.

He is less courageous than expected, but he is more courageous than anyone imagined.

Xie Wuyan did not expose her. He just calmly picked up the dice, rubbed it against his fingertips, and then threw it gently.

The situation seemed to have reversed at this moment, and Chen Wanqing went smoothly.

After sending all four of his chess pieces to the finish line, Chen Wanqing became happy and felt that he could do it again: "I'm so strong."

Xie Wuyan joked: "Why don't Miss Chen doubt it?"

Double standard holds the heart and hugs his arm: "Look at what you said, it's normal to keep throwing six."

After several games of chess, it was already dark.

Chen Wanqing yawned several times in a row, lay weakly on the table, throwing dice numbly.

Very sleepy.

I even wondered if this was a murderous trick created by Xie Wuyan. By keeping her from sleeping, I forced her to death.

Just thinking about it all, a deep sense of fatigue surged up, and her sleepiness became deeper and deeper. Her eyelids were like lead, and she could no longer hold on.

Destroy it.

She wants to kill but not, she wants to sleep anyway.

Thinking of this, Chen Wanqing fell asleep.

Xie Wuyan picked up his arm and leaned against the back of the chair, feeling a little funny.

Even though he knew his identity, he could sleep like this with peace of mind. Even though he looked like a person who cherished his life, he was still so unafraid of death.

If she is so simple and kind, she is more straightforward than anyone else when she stabs someone.

The Tiangang Bone Ring flashed again, and the mysterious bird flew out from inside with its wings.

"It's her! I'll pull my feathers and tie my mouth to stew it, and I'll stew it! And I'll call me a pigeon!" As soon as the black bird came out, it kept chirping and pounding at Chen Wanqing's neck with a fierce momentum.

Xie Wuyan raised his eyes, and the dice were crushed between his fingers.

A red light exploded, accompanied by an extremely strong surge and impact force of the airflow.

But no matter how terrifying the aura in the room was, the whole room seemed to be covered by an invisible barrier. From the outside, it was still calm and uncommon, as if all the aura was deliberately hidden.

Xuanniao was hit by the red light and his head hurt. He sobbed and flew back, feeling wronged: "Your Highness."

"Slightly." Xie Wuyan held up his chin, stretched out his index finger and lifted a strand of hair on his side of his love ears, and wrapped it around his fingertips boredly, "Wake up the person, are you here to play this boring chess with her?"
To be continued...