Gently pulling out half of the chessboard, Xiang Sheng carefully wiped it with his sleeve and placed it between his knees.
The years flowed out in circles, and the surrounding time and space began to reverse rapidly, returning to one hundred and three years ago in a moment.
On the opposite side of the complete chessboard, Si Wu Li appeared out of thin air, his indifferent gaze piercing through a hundred years of time and space and colliding with Xiang Sheng.
Xiang Sheng clenched the half chessboard in his hand, feeling bitter in his heart.
She knew that Si Wu Li was not looking at him, but at what was behind her.
"Si Wuli, do you admit your guilt?!"
Behind Xiang Sheng, three elders of the ancient tribe had cold expressions, each holding a long black rope in their hands, and their aura was terrifying.
Si Wuli twisted the chess piece in his hand, placed it on the chessboard, and said without looking up:
"You always come here with this argument. This Saint Son hasn't been out for a long time, so why are you making up something new?"
One of the white-haired elders sneered when he heard this:
“There may have been omissions before, but this time is different.
Si Wuli, you colluded with the taboos of heaven and earth and shielded the evil, which is an unforgivable crime!"
As soon as these words came out, the pawn between Si Wu Li's fingers shattered into powder with a "snap".
His breathing became a little disordered, but he quickly regained his composure. "Elder Li, you should know that rumors are harmful. This is not a joke."
"rumor?"
Si Li sneered, "Don't you know what you did one hundred and seventy years ago?
You clearly discovered the location of the forbidden remains, but instead of reporting it, you resorted to pretending to cover it up.
The tribe has captured the footage and presented it to the clan leader. The evidence is irrefutable. Even if you tell the truth today, you will not be able to escape the blame!"
As soon as these words came out, Si Wuli's eyes suddenly became stern: "How is the remains now?"
Si Li was stunned when he heard this, then laughed:
"Holy Son, are you admitting what you did? You should know better than me what happened to the Forbidden Transfiguration. Why are you asking me about it now?"
Before he finished speaking, murderous intent suddenly appeared in Si Wu Li's eyes. Without saying a word, he plucked a leaf of the sacred tree and shot it out with a flick of his sleeve.
Under the strong fluctuations, the picture shattered and the surrounding scene returned to desolation.
Xiang Sheng sat quietly for a moment, reached into the water, fished out a chess piece, and carefully placed it in the blood ring.
The water ripples and time reverses again.
This time, it only goes back twenty years.
Several celestial beings from the ancient tribe flew down from the starry sky, landed on the cold and desolate ground, and looked around.
"Is this the prestigious residence of the First Holy Son, Lengzhuhai?"
"Tsk, Si Wuli has already been stripped of his ancestral blood by the clan leader himself and sentenced to death, yet he still talks about being the First Holy Son. What bad luck!"
As soon as these words came out, Xiang Sheng's heart choked and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staining half of the chessboard red.
The conversation in silhouette continues.
"I really don't know why Si Wuli is so depressed. Discovering the forbidden remains is a great achievement.
If he had reported this to the clan back then, his situation would have improved immediately. Why did he choose to commit suicide?
"Oh, Si Wuli is a madman. Who can understand the thoughts of a madman?"
"Don't think about it, let's get down to business first. Be careful if you keep thinking about it, you'll go crazy."
"Hahaha……"
“…”
Crash!
A rusty sword slashed past, and the picture was instantly distorted and shattered.
Xiang Sheng gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, his eyes bloodshot, as if he was both crying and laughing.
At this moment, she just realized that after her reincarnated soul returned, Si Wu Li did not fail to look for her as agreed, but he saw the remains of his master Qingtian and was unable to come.
It was clear that wealth and prosperity were presented to him, and it was clear that Si Wuli had revealed fear and hostility when he talked about "taboos".
But he chose to take the risk and stand on his own side without hesitation, and ultimately paid the price with his life for it.
She had actually secretly blamed him for not keeping his promise during these years...
"Ancient Clan!"
Xiang Sheng gritted his teeth, his deep voice seemed to float from the underworld, revealing a strong hatred.
A ray of black flame suddenly appeared in her eyes.
Nourished by hatred, the flames grew rapidly, occupying the entire eye socket, dyeing Xiang Sheng's pupils pitch black, covering up all sanity, leaving only madness.
At the same time, the ethereal aura surrounding his body quickly transformed into gloomy and dirty black air.
Rumble——
The wind and clouds in the sky changed, thunder gathered, and heavenly punishment appeared. As the black air grew thicker, thunder rolled and seemed to be about to fall.
At this critical moment, an anxious call suddenly came from the void.
"Junior Sister!"
When Xiang Sheng heard the familiar voice, his body trembled violently, and the dark light in his eyes faded away instantly, returning to a clear and bright look.
"Third Senior Brother?"
She spoke softly, her eyes constantly wandering in the void, trying to find the source of the sound, but found nothing.
It seemed that the voice just now was just an illusion she had created in a trance.
She stood up in despair, looking at the desolate surroundings, and a dark aura appeared in her eyes again:
"You all don't want me anymore..."
"Junior Sister!"
Another sound was heard. This time, Xiang Sheng was still awake and could hear it very clearly.
Not an illusion!
Her mind suddenly tensed up, and she immediately spread out her spiritual consciousness to sweep the surroundings, and finally caught a tiny fluctuation of time about ten feet in front of her.
There was a gleam in her eyes, and without saying a word she threw out the flow of time to maintain the fluctuation of time.
Yao Ziyi's voice came out very clearly: "Junior Sister, don't do anything stupid."
As soon as these words came out, tears instantly blurred Xiang Sheng's eyes, "Third Brother, is it really you?"
Her voice was choked with sobs, and contained a sadness and despair that Yao Ziyi had never heard before.
“Brother, I don’t know what you’ve encountered, but you must believe in yourself and not be controlled by your inner demons.
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