Chapter 822: Kill with a knife

Ji Zi was tickled by her. She paused and gave birth to a child: "Sister, I heard that Emperor Jun married the mortal daughter with the ceremony of marrying the Princess of Heaven, but is it true?"
Yan Chi's face changed slightly, and then he smiled indifferently: "Probably the emperor wants to coax the woman to be happy. However, the woman is only a mortal girl after all, but her life span is only a few hundred years. The emperor wants to make her happy It's nothing. "
Pu Zi also laughed: "What my sister said is not so worrying about the girls, eh, what about the girls?"
Yan Chi didn't look up, and his voice was soft: "It's okay, it's good in the world, but it's not as good as our sister."
She sighed sighingly: "The emperor is probably too lonely, that's why--hey, if we were here, how could that woman in the world get into the eyes of the emperor?"
There was a faint regret in her voice. Tong Zi's eyes lightened slightly, she didn't speak anymore, and hurried down the two sons, and suddenly sighed: "Oh, sister Yan Chi is so good, I lost again."
Yan Chi Yingying smiled: "Then we continue?"
But Zi Zi stretched out her hand and covered her mouth and yawned: "Forget it, my sister must be tired because of her busy schedule. Let's just rest."
Suddenly she thought of something, and patted it in the palm of her hand: "Oh, there is still a bit of affairs in Hanami Shrine that I have forgotten, it should be played. Sister, I will come to you to play chess again ..."
Turning around, she drove away quickly.
Yan Chi looked at her back and went away with a smile on her lips.
She knew that the fairy of the hundred flowers could not help but pull her head to seek the release of the emperor ...
Shi Yin, I won't bother you at Lujia Mountain, but-I can't let you live too quietly, right?
She arranged the black and white ones on the chessboard one by one, and slowly played herself and herself ...
Another gust of wind blew her petals from a skirt, and several petals fell on the chessboard, covering the chess path, Yan Chi's eyes blinked, and her sleeves flicked. Those petals suddenly turned into flames as if burned by flames. , Drifting with the wind ...
A begonia tree next to it shook slightly, and then shook off a rain of flowers.
Yan Chi's eyebrows narrowed slightly, a flash of cold light flashed in her eyes, she slowly stood up, walked slowly under the tree, looked up and down the troubled tree, a scorn of lips scorned, plain white Gently press the palm of his hand on the tree--
The tree shook like a swing, and there seemed to be crying for mercy in the tree.
Yan Chi was unmoved, and his palm force spit out. The begonia tree, which had been in full bloom for a while, was burned by the flames and became a scorched ball. Her sleeves were then swept, and the scorched ball Also scattered and turned into flying ash ...
It seemed as if Yan Chi was out of breath and patted two hands with satisfaction before returning to the stone table and continuing to play chess with himself.
She had just walked two of them, and suddenly looked up into the depths of the flowers: "Who is where ?! Come out!"
"Achi, it's me, I'm a teacher." A clear voice sounded deep in Huayin. With the words, a blue-shirted man fluttered out.
The tall and elegant figure, with red lips and white teeth, looks like a royal noble.
Yan Chi's eyes sank a little, and then he smiled like a flower again, and got up and fluttered a gift: "Master Xiu."