Chapter 899: Meet again

Seeing that there was a small pavilion in the tree shelter in front of her, she thought of resting in the pavilion, and by the way, Lan Xiu.
The flowers are scattered all the way, seeing the pavilion in sight,
It is actually a small pavilion. It is actually not small. There are three houses of different sizes. The jade bucket eaves are divided into eight corners. There is a white gauze floating in the breeze on the pavilion. Through the white gauze, there are two people sitting in the pavilion.
There is a rockery outside the pavilion.
It turned out that someone was already here, so she still didn't bother to go in.
Luo Qingyu sighed secretly, and wanted to turn around, listening to someone in the pavilion chuckling softly: "Release, you won again. You can't let me?"
The voice was crisp and charming, but Luo Qingyu's body froze suddenly, slowly turning her head to look inside the pavilion.
Just listening to the sound of a 'click' in the kiosk, like a jade falling chessboard, a voice said quietly: "A chess field like a battlefield is naturally unacceptable. Yan Chi, you need to improve your chess skills."
The sound is like clear spring water, clear and cold, gurgling in the air.
Luo Qingyu's legs suddenly became weak!
There is a big stone on the chest, and a heart that jumps under the stone is happy, as if it is about to jump straight out of the throat!
After a year, she finally heard his voice again!
Every day thinking crazy about his voice, thinking crazy, now she finally heard it!
But she would rather not hear his voice at this moment ... rather she heard it wrong!
He was imprisoned in the twenty-eighth heavy sky like a year, and he was crazy about him, what about him? He has the leisure to play chess with Yan Chi here!
At the moment of life and death, Yan Chi's performance in Stonehenge can still make him unrecognizable. !!
Luo Qingyu felt a sigh of breath in his throat and couldn't go up or down.
She looked at the pavilion with all her eyes, and happened to be gust of wind, holding up the white veil floating on the pavilion, revealing the two people playing in the pavilion.
A white robe is like snow, three thousand blue silks are scattered, and the facial features are beautiful and can capture the light of the sun and the moon. He is sitting there, holding a white child in his hands. sound.
The woman sitting opposite him was wearing a lavender romper, tall, with a beautiful face, beautiful and elegant, and her hair pulled an old robe, obliquely inserted into the jade robe, which was Yanchi.
A small flower floated into the hall along the veil, and fell on the shoulder of Emperor Shiyin's jacket. Yan Chi stretched his fingers for a shot, and the petals fell quietly ...
Luo Qingyu only felt that one of his hearts fell with the petals, and fell straight into the bottomless abyss
Di Shiyin raised her eyebrow slightly, her body moved slightly, she seemed to want to avoid it, but finally she couldn't sit still and let her brush the falling flowers on her placket ...
The picture is warm, but it is extremely dazzling in Luo Qingyu's eyes.
She stood there stupidly. The whole person fell straight from heaven and into the boundless hell. She wanted to speak, but there seemed to be something stuck in her throat, and she couldn't speak for a moment.
That feeling is beyond description. As if being pushed to the crater, even breathing becomes extremely difficult ...