The voice fell, only to echo in this underground space of unknown depth.

Until it became more and more empty and distant, even cold and secluded, did a voice answer.

"Go out? What's there to do outside..."

This voice was no longer the gentle, soft tone of a young man.

Instead, it was hoarse and rough, like swords grinding against iron plates, the tone flat.

"Kai Ming's layout is vast, seeing all directions, although indifferent to the point of negating the value of all beings, but because of this, he has never been defeated in the overall situation. Even I can only overcome him in a certain corner, which does not help the overall trend."

"Plucking out the hidden chess piece of Qingqiu Kingdom is of no help to the vast overall situation, so it is necessary to gather all opportunities and try to break the enemy with one blow."

"The Kai Ming beast sees all directions, and only outside of all directions is it possible to defeat him."

"Going out now will only make thousands of years of patience fall short."

While speaking, Qi turned his body, white hair falling down. His right face was already old and frail, like a human who could die at any time, but his left face was still like the young man of that year, his whole body bound by one hundred and eight chains, completing a formation in a peculiar way.

Nü Jiao's face was complex, with pity in her eyes.

Qi's tone was calm, "We failed in the battle that year. In terms of martial strength, Yu was killed by Di Jun."

"I also lost to Kai Ming in the tenth game of the game."

"In the end, the backlash turned me into a half-crazy, blind state."

"Since we failed once, do we have to fail a second time?"

"We can't drag A Yuan into this."

Nü Jiao said complicatedly, "He's already in the game."

Qi's expression slightly condensed, and then his tone was as calm as usual, without any fluctuations:

"It's normal... if he chooses to turn a blind eye to such danger, he wouldn't be himself anymore. When the final battle with Kai Ming comes, I will not leave here. I have spent more than four thousand years leaving this game, and I can't go back."

"You shouldn't have come down either."

"But, the last time I came in was more than three hundred years ago."

Nü Jiao gritted her teeth.

Qi turned his back to her, only saying indifferently, "Then you shouldn't have come to see me even more."

The voice of the human ancestor who had been sitting in the dark side of the world for more than four thousand three hundred years was calm: "We humans are not gifted, a mere four thousand three hundred years. If we can get a real chance to kill the gods who once looked down on the ages, it is the most worthwhile."

Nü Jiao looked at the young man who refused to look at her, and couldn't help but angrily said:

"But you used to be the laziest! What kind of hero are you being now?!"

"Because, it's my turn."

The young man turned his back to his friend, his voice calm.

"Qi has already spent all the leisurely days of his life."

Nü Jiao was silent for a long time, and then took out her mobile phone from her sleeve, and said, "This thing is from the current human race. It can communicate remotely. How about using it to chat with A Yuan for a few words? Don't worry, in my name, the interference of a sentence can still be suppressed."

Qi was silent for a moment, and chose to stretch out his palm. White hands are covered with veins.

The nails grew longer, like a twisted, dirty monster.

Taking the phone, Nü Jiao taught him how to use it.

"Say something, even if it's just a word..."

Nü Jiao whispered.

Opening the chat record with Wei Yuan, it showed the news of her worrying about the Qingqiu hidden chess piece, reminding her to pay attention.

Qi's expression was quiet, learning the technology and culture of later generations. For him, one of the ancestors of human culture, it was not a problem. His fingers moved on the phone, and he quickly typed a line of text, 'I am Qi.' But his finger lingered on the send button for a long time.

He chose to delete everything again.

And retyped the following text.

‘Hahaha, your message is already late. Nü Jiao is in my hands now. If you know what's good for you, hand over all your things to me…’/

Nü Jiao takes it up to the human world, and the message can be sent back.

With a beeping sound, a message came from the other end of the phone.

It was a voice message.

Nü Jiao walked down the steps.

Handing the phone over, Qi was silent for a long time, and clicked on the voice message. In a silence, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the other side—

"Is that Qi?"

The body of the young man who had been sitting for four thousand years stiffened.

………………

‘Hahaha, Nü Jiao is in my hands now. If you know what's good for you, hand over all your things to me…’

Shindai, Qingqiu Kingdom.

At that time, the former Qingqiu Kingdom Lord looked at the words on the silk scarf without a signature, his face full of displeasure. The White Fox Guards rushed out angrily. At that time, Nü Jiao was far from being the ruler of Tu Shan. Sometimes, several people traveled around and watched in different tribes. Yuan was used to being frugal, but Nü Jiao had always been used to spending money lavishly.

What if the money runs out?

The young man sleeping in the ox cart for an afternoon nap was shaken up to think of an idea. If he couldn't think of an idea, his meals would be replaced by those made by Yu Wang himself. Nü Jiao feeding him was torture. Helpless, in order to retaliate against these guys for disturbing his sleep and slacking off, the young man came up with a bad idea that looked okay but was actually rotten.

Kidnapping.

Who to kidnap?

Of course, it was Tu Shan's Miss Nü Jiao.

That is to say, a self-directed and self-acted kidnapping drama to ask Qingqiu Kingdom for money.

In the end, of course, it was seen through by those old fox spirits at a glance, and they were beaten up. Before that, Qi had slipped away alone, leaving only three unlucky people to be beaten up by the old Qingqiu Kingdom Lord of Tu Shan. This sentence also became the first thing the few people initially planned together.

The chains rang non-stop due to the movement of his heart.

Only then, Wei Yuan's furious voice came from the voice message:

"Nü Jiao, you actually pretended to be Qi to speak."

"Do you think I can't hear it?!"

"What do you mean by being caught?"

"Bah! Just you wait, I've already taken a screenshot. When I find a way to bring Yu and Qi back, I will definitely let them see what you've done, ahhhh!"

A gentle smile appeared on Qi's face, and he reached out to cover his face.

After a long time, he handed the phone back, and said, "A Yuan's character hasn't changed much in reincarnation, that's really great, really great..."

"He's still as silly as he was back then, ha..."

Qi closed his eyes.

"Don't tell him I'm still alive."

"The more he knows, the easier it will be for Kai Ming to notice."

The white-haired Nü Jiao looked at the back of her friend in front of her, and said softly:

"Actually, I never thought Yu lost, nor do I think you lost to Kai Ming."

"After all, Kai Ming is a celestial god, and you are a human."

Nü Jiao looked deeply at the man who turned his back to her.

Turning around and walking towards the human world step by step, she knew that unless she finally defeated the Kai Ming beast, she would not have the opportunity to see this young friend again. The Kai Ming beast was one of the Kunlun gods, one of the top ten in ancient times, and sees all directions.

And Qi, is only one of the top ten, a descendant of Fuxi.

In fact, by the time of his generation, there were already many descendants of Fuxi.

Qi had no special features anymore. According to common sense, he would have died long ago.

The reason why he is still alive.

It was because he erased the influence of the most basic Dao of death on himself.

Shielding heavenly secrets and suppressing cause and effect.

This is the most basic application of human feng shui and qimen.

However, as a human, he erased all heavenly secrets about himself in the ten directions of heaven, earth, east, south, west, north, life, death, past, and future. Only Qi alone achieved this, spending countless years of effort to complete the limit that even gods could not reach.

Therefore, he is neither alive nor dead, neither past nor future, and can only maintain the state of sitting there. Only outside the ten directions can he take Kai Ming's life. The light at the entrance gradually disappeared, as if a light gate slowly closed, and finally only a ray of light fell into Qi's eyes, and finally even this trace of light disappeared.

The young man stretched out his palm and stroked the land in front of him.

Everything in the past was engraved on it: Qingqiu Kingdom, Tu Shan, the Four Rivers, Xuanyuan Hill, and finally the stone carvings of the four people when they left Qingqiu: the white-haired goddess, the heroic man, the potter carrying a bag, and himself lazily slacking off.

The chains in this dead place shook non-stop.

Yu Wang, fought to the death, his body died and his soul was destroyed, his true spirit was suppressed in the Great Wilderness.

Nü Jiao, faced the accusations of the gods alone, and successfully completed the plan with the human world.

Yuan, five thousand years of reincarnation, generations of troubled times, all without a good end.

Qi, sat alone for four thousand three hundred years, and gradually walked out of the scope of the ten directions.

Since ancient times, there have been many heroic sacrifices. The oldest people in Shenzhou have already dedicated everything. The hoarse voice whispered, vaguely having the tone of the young man back then: "It's not just A Yuan... which of us wasn't so silly..."

Nü Jiao walked towards the human world step by step.

Opening her mobile phone, Wei Yuan's voice came from the other end. It seemed that although he guessed that Nü Jiao could not be plotted against by the so-called hidden chess piece, Wei Yuan was still uneasy, and had to hear her voice to feel at ease, "It was you just now, wasn't it? It was you, Nü Jiao, don't joke around!"

The museum owner gritted his teeth over there.

Nü Jiao looked back at the forbidden area without any trace.

After a long time, she smiled.

For the first time, she discovered that words could be so heavy:

"It was me..."

…………………………

"Joking again, teasing people again! This fox!!!"

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth.

When he first saw that line of text, he was almost about to become a fellow patient of Old Celestial Master. His heart stopped abruptly on the spot, and he almost died directly. After a burst of complaints, he was counter-killed by Nü Jiao's rich experience as an old fox spirit, and rubbed on the ground. In the end, Wei Yuan felt that he was just scared because of himself.

A playful laugh came from the other side: "A Yuan."

"You're really silly."

Wei Yuan: "…………"

"Make it clear! Who?! Who's silly?!"

"Hello, hello?!"

Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth, lowered his head, and saw that Nü Jiao directly hung up the phone.

Run away after taking advantage?

The museum owner was extremely angry: "Who's silly, damn it!"

"Of course it's you who's silly, A Yuan."

The white-clothed strategist was full of confidence, taking it for granted.

Wei Yuan directly pressed the Immortal Grip of Wei Yuan on his head. While giving A Liang a 'brawny exclusive brain acupoint massage', Wei Yuan looked at the message on the phone and said, "Really... imitating Qi's way of speaking... Qi will definitely be very unhappy if he knows."

A Liang struggled to break free from Wei Guan's hand, and asked suspiciously, "Qi?"

"Yes, Qi..."

Wei Yuan said, "If you see him, you will definitely be very destined."

"Huh? Wait... why do I think A Liang, you and Nü Jiao will also be very compatible?"

"Yu... forget it, it's not difficult to get along with him."

The handsome young military advisor raised his head and said confidently:

"Liang can get along well with anyone!"

"Yes, yes, Your Highness, the Marquis Wu is the most powerful, right?"

Wei Yuan had a forced business boast on his face.

The young strategist was furious.

"Do you have any objections?!"

"Can you find someone more perfect than Liang?!"

Wei Yuan pondered.

Seeing the white-clothed young man in front of him smug.

Thinking is over.

Regardless of whether there is one or not, so arrogant and stinky, his fists are hardened, so he will beat him first!

A moment later, the young strategist who was directly beaten by Wei Yuan with a sofa pillow was lying on the ground. Wei Yuan took the sword and A Liang said in astonishment: "Where are you going?"

"Bai Ze has already started an eight-hour work system every day."

Wei Yuan complained:

"Unprecedented diligence, an old man in my dream is almost crying with emotion."

"So, I also plan to go to Longhu Mountain to invite the only guy who can satisfy the alliance with Marquis Champion to go down the mountain. In addition..."

"In addition?"

Wei Yuan said, "Now both the enemy and us are surrounding the Hetu Luoshu. The Hetu Luoshu that Jue encountered before should be genuine. I am a little worried and plan to take a look. I always feel that Kai Ming and Guixu will not let go of this thing."

"Besides, Kai Ming, Guixu, and Zhu Jiuyin all have Hetu Luoshu."

"Of course A Liang, you must also have one."

The young strategist did not answer, but asked, "What if you can't bring it back?"

Wei Yuan pondered:

"Smash it?"

ps: Today's first update...