The villain of Quick Transmigration was washed white by accident

Chapter 565 She Is Ugly And She Is Not Gentle 7
She dropped a piece, and Prince Zhou quickly dropped a white piece.

One child after another, one game after another.

The square inch of land shows the character of chess style.

Yu Jie likes to play chess, she likes to calculate, three moves after one step, five moves after three moves, and several moves after five moves, she seems to be able to predict them all.

Sometimes, her position seems to be very weak, even too weak to be here, but often it is here that plays a role.

Counting all over the world, probably so.

Too bad she's not there yet.

Prince Zhou praised: "It's amazing."

Yu Jie just smiled, and gently brushed away the game on the chessboard that had already been won or lost.

She won.

However, it doesn't matter at all.

It's not worth showing off to win someone who is not as good as herself, she just wants to have a close match with someone.

Mr. Gongsun was also talking to Qin Yilang at the moment, he said, "I knew that she would never look down on someone weaker than her."

Qin Yilang said: "This is his consistent character, he only respects the strong."

Qin Yilang's "he" is not wrong, because what Qin Yilang said is Yinlingzi, Yinlingzi is a demon, and demons are supreme by force. Although there is a mistake in the reincarnation, his own reverence for the strong One thing but nothing changed.

Mr. Gongsun remained indifferent and didn't answer. He didn't care who Yu Jie was, he only knew that Yu Jie was his wife.

Mr. Gongsun said: "I have to go."

Qin Yilang watched him go away, and said to himself: "You really have a lot to do."

After all, he temporarily left a ray of spirit to stay here, and the others drifted away from this world and went to the prehistoric world.

In the prehistoric world, he came to a cave. In the cave, several great masters were refining weapons. The center of the utensil was an elliptical ball, and the ups and downs and prosperity flashed one by one in the ball. If you watched it for a long time, you would will be addicted to it.

Qin Yilang just glanced at him and said, "Thank you, gentlemen."

"No need to thank you." One of the chubby old Taoists said, "Every time you practice, you will always have a deeper understanding of the Dao. Maybe one day you will be able to open up the world like Pan Gu."

Qin Yilang was quite respectful: "Yes, I see that the three of you have condensed the rhyme of the Dao more and more solidly."

The remaining two did not answer.

The old Taoist said: "It's okay, it's okay. Speaking of which, Qin boy, the three of us have helped you refine it many times. You should have a longer memory, and don't anger your master."

Qin Yilang laughed, a bit shy, like an older child: "I know, but every time I see him, I can't control myself."

The old Taoist couldn't stop laughing, turned his palms over, a little spiritual light entered the sphere, and the sphere quickly evolved into a living being.

It turns out that although the three thousand worlds created and evolved by Da Neng come out in different ways, the rhyme of the Dao that each comprehends has to be walked through in order to evolve into a spirit, otherwise the world can only be a dead world.

Of course, because the Rhyme of the Great Dao mastered by each master is different, the world they evolve is also different. Most of the world is harmonious and polite...

All kinds of situations arise simply because the people who caused them to be born are different.

Qin Yilang seemed to have settled down to see the three of them.

He sat quietly at the side, playing with a rough jade between his fingers. This jade is rough, but nourished by his immortal energy these years, it is milky white and warm, surpassing most of the world. of jade.

He rubbed, his eyes became more hollow, and he murmured: "Master."

He really missed him so much that he almost went crazy thinking about it.

It is said that some people are good if they can't tell, but they just can't forget.

But his master is the best person, and anyone who sees him will like it.

He never believed in love at first sight, but he firmly believed in his feelings.

If it is said that someone once made him feel moved, but only Shizun can make him willing to give everything.

Master is dead, he will not die with him, he tolerates the loneliness of being alone in the world, just to find a way to resurrect Master.

Not to mention that there are so many people in the world, why should he be obsessed with obsession, but if the person who will accompany him to grow old is not him, life would be meaningless.

He put Yu to his lips, kissed lightly, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Master."

The old Taoist suddenly said: "Boy Qin, come quickly."

Qin Yilang cut his index finger familiarly, dripped a drop of blood, and threw in the exotic flowers and herbs collected in his sleeve. In an instant, the environment of that planet was extremely good, very suitable for cultivating immortals.

Seeing this scene, the old Taoist was quite happy and said: "Great, now the environment is complete, just need to resurrect those spirits one by one."

Qin Yilang sneered and said, "Whatever you want."

After a pause, he said again: "Can I see my master?"

"Go, just don't get too close, he is in the last wave of condensing his consciousness."

Qin Yilang knew the meaning of this sentence, but he was afraid that he would make his master so angry that his consciousness would collapse as he did once, and he would have to be nurtured again for many years. He repeatedly promised that he would not do anything radical before entering.

From a distance, he saw the people in the pool, their milky white skin made him desire, he quickly stepped back a few steps, for fear of offending the master.

He fixedly looked at the faces of the people in the pool.

The person in the pool has a wonderful appearance. When he is not smiling, he is as cold as the moon on the eaves of a nine-day palace, but when he smiles, the spring breeze thaws, and he is gentle and amiable. The master at this moment is different from any one in his impression—— — This is a very peaceful state, with no joy, no sorrow, and no worries.

No, how can Master be carefree, isn't there him!
His eyes were stained red, as if he was about to fall into a demon in the next moment.

"Boy Qin." He put a fat hand on his shoulder.

The blood in his eyes faded, he covered his eyes with one hand, and his face was covered by a large sleeve robe, he sighed: "Sorry, I lost my temper, I thought I could control it."

The old Taoist said with a good temper: "It's okay, I know, tell me, how long will you stay this time."

Qin Yilang said: "I still have something to do, I can only wait until you put Master into that world."

The old Taoist pinched his fingers and made the calculation: "Wait a little longer, and it will be fine."

After a while, Qin Yilang followed the old Taoist's instructions and hugged the master towards the sphere. As soon as he got close, the master was sucked in by the sphere, and there were already many people coming and going in the sphere.

The old Taoist connected with other people carefully placed the sphere in front of a picture, and the sphere actually went in like this.

Qin Yilang sighed: "No matter how many times I look at the map of Qiankun, I feel miraculous."

The old Taoist said quite complacently: "That is."

After a while, he sighed again: "If there is a map of the country and country in the hands of the empress, I'm afraid... alas."

(End of this chapter)