The flying snow passed through the hall, and the wind and rain entered the windows.
The chess player's shoulders were already heavy with frost and snow. He calmly held his sword against the cold knife that reflected the light of the snow, and faced the visitor holding a sharp blade step by step. The snow accumulated on the blade was suddenly covered by a bright red. A small tube with mysterious and complicated patterns fell to the ground silently and was instantly annihilated under the snow.
"Rakshasa Yin." The chess player dropped the last piece, and the chess game seemed to be in a difficult situation.
"The world is a chess game. The one who breaks the game should know the game, understand the game, change the game, and overturn the game. Ayan, you need to remember it."
The young man outside the hall nodded, and the snow fell from his body in chunks. The snow under his feet was dyed red. He raised his eyes, his eyes as dark as ink.
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When Lu Yan returned to Beijing, Su Xingsi was ordered to help him clean up his troubles.
Song Qi, the headmaster of Xiuxing, came to visit and invited him to have a talk with the former headmaster.
"The time has not come yet, and the outcome is not yet known." Song Qi walked up to him step by step from the opposite side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.
If this game of chess brings disaster to the world and harms the common people, a game of chess is not a bad idea.
Purpose: Protect the world and defend the common people
