Chapter 220: Human

The white light pouring down on the light curtain lasted for half an hour, bathed in this dazzling white light, and Ye Chuan once again ushered in a metamorphosis.
The white light dissipated, and the violent power fluctuations in Ye Chuan's body gradually subsided. The repair is still a five-fold monk. There is no one to break through to the six monks, but the feeling is unfathomable. I don’t know when the skin has a layer of luster. It’s not very white, but the pores are fine and there is no spot, so young girls are envious.
After the white light dissipated, the red light gradually turned on and the ban was started again.
"Give me a receipt!"
Ye Chuan suddenly opened his eyes and screamed, and the smelting demon swallowed the sky to receive the remaining twelve red faces. After the sea demon female Hai Lili, the Winged Legion added a powerful force.
There are not many people in these face snakes, but each one has an ancient life. The precipitation of time is transformed into strength, and at least it is more than one person. Twelve human face snakes are equivalent to twelve real world masters. They are guarded by the battlefields. It is the extension of the bear and the wind and the flow of forbearance. I am afraid that it will not be able to get closer to Yechuan.
The second game was more and more dangerous, and the harvest was unexpected.
When the twelve human face snakes received the Qinglian space, Ye Chuan felt that the human face snakes in the body had come alive and had the breath of life. It was too late to be carefully touched, and the red light flashed in front of me, and the group disappeared. The next moment, it appears in another chessboard world.
Still familiar with the chessboard, the familiar light curtain, but there is a bit of a heart-to-heart.
In the second instalment of the sky, there are three Yunzi disciples who can't be killed, and only 12 people are left with Ye Chuan. In the third game, the twelve people were not together, but were divided into two teams, six of each team, standing on the chessboards on both sides of the red and black, across the boundary river.
In the first game, the chess piece is a stone sculpture; in the second game, the chess piece is a lively human face snake with a breath of life; in the third game, there is no stone carving and any monster, and people directly play the chess pieces. The same is the cloud sect, to face-to-face kill! To break through the customs, you must go to the same door, just talked about the brothers who laughed and laughed, and became a deadly enemy in the blink of an eye!
Inside the chessboard world, the birds are silent.
The Yunwu sects closed their mouths, all of them said nothing, the atmosphere became more and more tense, depressed, and they could hear each other's heartbeat.
Ye Chuan is also nervous, and his heart is getting more and more heavy.
The fat man Zhao Dazhi still followed him, but Zhu Sijia was arranged to the black side and stood in the handsome position. This time, if you want to break through the game, you must not only destroy the six same doors that are black, but also kill Zhu Sijia. How do you start?
Zhu Sijia was equally guilty. He looked at Ye Chuan, who was far from the opposite side, and was somewhat helpless.
The ground shook slightly, and the light curtain on the top of the head showed a huge chessboard. The chess pieces on both sides of the red and black lights flashed brightly. There was a crystal screen outside the board. The numbers on it continued to fall down. Fifty and four. Nineteen, forty-eight..., quickly count down. On the light curtain, the three ancient characters of ‘people’s 殇’ are particularly conspicuous.
The first game, the lack of land; the second game, the day of the disabled; the third game, the people.
The ban has been activated and the game officially started, but neither the red nor the black has moved.
This time, it was still black, but Zhu Sijia looked at the light curtain on the top of the head, and the right hand was moved or not, and I couldn’t bear to press it up. On the red flag side, a cloud sect disciple standing at the forefront has long been unmanned, and his body was soaked with sweat. Like the first two games, people can't move when the ban is started. Life and death are only suspended in Ye Chuan and Zhu Sijia.
Ding! A crisp sound, the number on the crystal screen counts down to zero.
On the black side, a cloud sect disciple standing at the forefront suddenly screamed, and the body exploded, turning into a little bit of dust. When the time is up, the pieces that should have been shot to kill the enemy are not moving, so they must blew themselves.
Both sides of the red and black, Qi Qi cold sweat DC.
In this game, the Yunzi sect disciple personally takes the and does not say that there is time limit?
Ye Chuan was also shocked and his face was tight, and it was his turn to shoot.
"Great..., Master..."
On the red flag side, the cloud sect disciple standing at the forefront screamed and was incoherent. Rush up, to kill the opposite door, still, and he is dead!
The numbers on the crystal screen are counted down from the fifty again. The numbers are changing at an alarming rate. The cloud sects are nervous to the extreme, and the heart seems to have been pulled out of the body and held a line.
When the number on the crystal screen counted down to nine, Ye Chuan finally started, and far away from the air, a cloud sect disciple could not help but cross the boundary river. On the other hand, another clouded disciple representing Black is broken.
"I am not killing, six sons, not me to kill you, don't blame me, not me to kill..."
The cloud sect disciple who crossed the boundary river cried, and the six sons who died were just his good brothers. The two went up the mountain together and met together to smash the world. Unexpectedly, I did not die in the hands of the demon, but in the end it was killing each other. Although it was involuntarily, but witnessed the scene of the broken body of the six sons in close quarters, and the helpless eyes, this clouded disciple suddenly collapsed. However, his collapse did not last long, and soon, he was in turn killed by another cloud sect.
Zhu Sijia also started to work, and he could not help himself.
Although the first game and the second game are dangerous, there is a possibility of death, but after all, the chess pieces are stone carvings and human face snakes, even if they die, they are not so direct. Now, it is directly killing the same door. No matter who wins the red and black, there is a cloud of disciples falling.
The and terrible of the ghost king's big game is finally revealed, showing it to the fullest!
The lack of land, the wreckage of the people, the meaning of this ‘殇’ word, everyone began to feel the same.
One after another, the cloud sects fell down. Soon, there were only four people left on the huge board. Around Ye Chuan, there is only one fat man, Zhao Dazhi, and Zhu Sijia, and there is only one ordinary Yunzi disciple.
This battle is doomed to have no winners, and only one person can survive in the end. No matter who wins, my heart is uncomfortable.
"Master, I don't want to die, Master..."
The fat man screamed and the teeth rang. The dead people have gone through a hundred, and those who have not died, watching the same door fall down with their own eyes, this is a more painful torture, or knowing that death must undoubtedly turn to their own torture.
The fat man’s fart was ruined and completely collapsed. The language was incoherent and shouted for a while, and it was unexpectedly discovered that there was no movement, and he was not dead. Looking up, Ye Chuan personally crossed the boundary river and went up. This round, Ye Chuan could have let the fat man play, with his ingenuity and skill, and finally killing Black to live is definitely not a problem, but he did not, he replaced the fat man to play first, killing the last cloud of the disciples around Zhu Sijia, Waiting for him is the same end.
"No, Master, don't come over, don't come over..."
Zhu Sijia burst into tears and looked at Ye Chuan, who is getting closer and closer. During this time, all the moments with Ye Chuan came to mind, he was crying, he was teased, and he slapped his on the ass... All the details were recalled.
Once, Zhu Sijia thought that he would not fall in love with anyone. When he was a child, he was ignoring the feelings of others, advocating independence and freedom, and hoped that one day he could stand alone in the world.
Now she is wrong and knows she is wrong. No one has ever been like Ye Chuan, occupying such an important position in her heart, and Grandpa did not. There was no promise between the two people, and there was no confession, but she realized at this moment that she was incurable and fell in love with Ye Chuan.
Dear, how do you let me start?
Zhu Sijia's tears are blurred.
The land is lacking, the sky is cruel, and the people are jealous. This third game is not a human being, it is a love!