In an instant, strong winds blew up, and the originally clear blue sky gradually transformed into an illusory and brilliant starry sky.
Beneath the starry sky was a raging sea of fire and magma, with tongues of flame surging like a devil. The orange flames illuminated the edge of the starry sky, dyeing it a dim yellow.
Between the sea of fire and the starry sky, there is a transparent chessboard as big as a football field suspended. The boundary lines of the chessboard emit a rhythmic blue light. In the middle of the chessboard lies a river without a source, lying quietly on the chessboard like stagnant water.
Mingluo and Ye Zhihan stood on one side of the chessboard, and on the other side stood Hui Yurou and a large group of people Mingluo didn't know. They all stared at Mingluo and Ye Zhihan, ready to rush over at the next second.
"Ye...Ye Zhihan...what's going on?" Ming Luo asked timidly in a low voice, and leaned closer to Ye Zhihan involuntarily.
Ye Zhihan firmly grasped Mingluo's small hand and said calmly, "We are trapped in a chess game. The man on the opposite side is Bei Liangyi, the chess master of the demon tribe. His ability is to pull the opponent into his own chess game."
Mingluo felt the warmth of Ye Zhihan's palm and took two deep breaths to calm her mind. She looked down at the blazing sea of fire below the chessboard and swallowed silently. Only then did she notice that her clothes had been changed into the armor of an ordinary soldier.
Ye Zhihan, on the other hand, was wearing a tightly fitting golden armor of a general. A red cloak on his back was blown up by the warm wind. His high-tied black hair, with a blood-red ribbon sandwiched in it, was flying in the wind. An aura of solemnity and murderousness permeated his entire body.
He was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, his ice-blue eyes fixed on the man in the other's commanding position.
Ming Luo glanced around and suddenly felt that the situation was not good. This was in the chess game formation of Bei Liangyi, and everyone present had to abide by the rules he set.
The rules set by the chessboard owner are naturally not fair at all.
There are only Mingluo and Ye Zhihan on the black side, and Fatty Tao has long disappeared -
Ye Zhihan is a "general", his movements are restricted and he can only walk in the nine-square grid;
Ming Luo is the most insignificant "pawn". Before crossing the river, she can only move forward, one square at a time. After crossing the river, she can move left and right, still only one square at a time, but she can never move backward.
The opposing red team is fully staffed, and several powerful individuals occupy important positions.
The "General" position is the one who controls the chess game - the demon chess master Bei Liangyi, who is in the fourth period of the Qing Dynasty.
The "cannon" position is held by puppeteer Hui Yurou, from the first period of the Qing Dynasty;
In the "car" seat is a masked man, who is in the fourth period of the Qing Dynasty;
In the other "car" seat is a very weak-looking woman, who belongs to the Qing Dynasty.
The rest of the positions were occupied by Hui Yurou's puppet warriors. They had ferocious bodies and strange facial expressions, as if they had pasted on a handsome fake face.
No matter how you look at it, for Mingluo and Ye Zhihan, this is a chess game in which they are bound to die.
It seems that the other party wants to trap Ye Zhihan, a cross-border person, in the chess game, and Ming Luo is just a small character they want to deal with.
"The chess game begins!" Bei Liangyi said in a deep voice.
"Ye Zhihan, can we escape?" Ming Luo turned his head and asked aggrievedly.
"This is Bei Liangyi's chess game space. We have nowhere to escape. Don't be afraid, we can win." Ye Zhihan rubbed Mingluo's hair and comforted her gently.
Fortunately, Ming Luo was standing next to Ye Zhihan as soon as she entered the chessboard, so as a "pawn", even if she wanted to move forward one square, she only needed to move forward one square. She slowly stepped into the next landing point and silently dropped some inconspicuous plant seeds on the chessboard.
Because the chessboard was very large, it took Mingluo more than ten seconds to reach the next landing point.
As soon as Ming landed on the ground, the soldiers on the opposite side moved forward one square with dark faces and menacing looks. In the blink of an eye, they were standing on the edge of the Chu River and Han River.
"Cheating, huh? How can so many of you move at the same time!" Ming Luo questioned the other party angrily.
Bei Liangyi stood behind the crowd, expressionless, and said, "This is my chessboard."
Mingluo gritted her teeth secretly and had to bite the bullet and move forward one more step. Her face looked very timid, but her eyes were extremely determined.
Seeing Ming Luo being so cautious, the weak woman opposite scoffed and said, "Are these street bastards worth making such a fuss? This princess is really tired."
Hui Yurou blinked her lush eyelashes, her smile devoid of a trace of laughter as she said, "Princess, if you condescend to capture a Transcendent Realm cultivator, you must be absolutely sure. Even a young lady from the Mingpo Realm shouldn't be underestimated."
Hui Yurou always remembered how they surrounded Ming Luo and others in the weak formation in the ancient ruins. It was because they ignored the existence of the rookie Ming Luo that the weak formation was broken and they could only escape in panic. So she must never fall into the hands of the same person twice!
After Mingluo reached the second landing point, the pawns on the opposite side continued to advance. They had crossed the Chu River and Han River and completely arrived at the black side on Mingluo's side.
"Tsk!" Ming Luo couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
This is not chess at all, it is clearly a killing game prepared by the opponent to besiege Ye Zhihan.
Ming Luo and Ye Zhihan were locked in by the standard chess rules, while their opponents were able to ignore the rules and attack aggressively.
"Hehehe, little girl, we meet again." Hui Yurou greeted Mingluo sweetly on the chessboard.
Mingluo rolled his eyes and ignored her.
"Your little face is really becoming more and more delicate." Hui Yurou still looked at Mingluo with a fake smile. Then, she said to Mingluo in a very low voice: "You are much prettier than the unruly princess behind you."
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