Yan Tingfeng''s body shook and he slowly opened his eyes.


    But what I saw was not the real world, but the depths of his soul.


    It is said that the world of consciousness is the most real, but in the consciousness of this supreme martial arts world, there is only the vast heavy snow falling one after another, endless.


    In the vast and quiet world, a chessboard appeared at some point.


    The black chess pieces on the chessboard are the second color in the snow and ice.


    On this side of Bai Zi, there is a man in white. He has a pale face but is handsome and beautiful, and his body is thin but gives people a huge sense of power.


    In the desolation, a little bit of life finally emerged.


    A white boy was caught in the fingertips of a man in white. He raised his head and smiled slowly: "Since the poster is here, why not sit down and talk to me about a game?"


    Yan Tingfeng stood quietly in place without moving.


    In his memory, Rong Shi, the head of Taisu, always had such a calm and calm expression.


    As a chess watcher, although Rong Shi often never left home, he was attracted by the general trend of the world.


    But because Tai Suxiang people already spy on the secrets of heaven and forcefully intervene in cause and effect, they will be backfired by the secrets of heaven.


    Rong Shi is a genius who is rare in Taisu''s family in a thousand years, but the more amazing he is, the more he is, the worse his health is.


    Yan Tingfeng finally spoke: "Are you always here?"


    "No." Rong Shi smiled slightly, and then said softly, "I am dead, the poster."


    This is also the last trace of him staying in the depths of Yan Tingfeng''s soul, so Yan Tingfeng was able to see him in the last time.


    Yan Tingfeng''s body shook again.


    Yes, not only Rong Shi died, but all the people of their generation were dead.


    The four kings died one after another, and even the six major sects had to put on the battle in the end...


    In that war, no one survived.


    "You could have lived." Yan Tingfeng picked up a black spot, his eyes darkened, "If you didn''t save me."


    Although Rong Shi was weak, he, including himself, calculated that his lifespan would not last long.


    However, it is precisely because he sees more than everyone and farther than everyone that he has the means to keep him in China.


    "It was the poster who saved himself, so how could I save him?" Rong Shi just smiled, "The poster who is obsessed with his heart, and he will never die, and he will never die. But now the poster who is obsessed with him seems to be... obsessed with him."


    It is never an exaggeration to live a breath.


    This breath can last for a long time, but if it dissipates, it will collapse in an instant.


    "Since you chose to open my eyes three hundred years later, you already knew that this move was against the will of heaven." Yan Tingfeng whispered, "And the people who should have died with you can''t last long."


    "Walking against the sky?" Rong Shi repeated this sentence, and suddenly he smiled again, "But what is heaven? Do the author know? I don''t know."


    Destiny is determined by heaven, but who decides it?


    "If I were asked to say, I would say that man will defeat heaven." Yan Tingfeng''s eyebrows relaxed, and a black piece fell on the chessboard, "How long can I last?"


    This time, Rong Shi was silent. After a long, he spoke: "At most, three months."


    “三月…”晏听风轻轻眨眼，“原来我能再见到你，是因为我要死了。”????他声音平静，似乎并不感到意外，也无任何悲伤。


    He stolen the time for these three hundred years, so in a sense, he also betrayed time and will be punished accordingly.


    "Yes, the poster." Rong Shi quietly looked at the young man with long silver hair, "You are going to die too."


    "You said my obsession is getting gradually, and my anger will dissipate, indeed." Yan Tingfeng''s eyelashes drooped, "I met someone who is very fond of her, and I like her very much."


    Rong Shi was a little surprised: "Owner?"


    "It''s rare to see such an unexpected expression on your face." Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Could it be that in Brother Rong''s eyes, I am really a ruthless person?"


    "No one is a saint, so naturally he will not be ruthless and desireless." Rong Shi shook his head slightly, "But I am indeed surprised that the author can say the word ''like''."


    “没有人会不喜欢她。”晏听风不置可否，“我想，她能够救神州，就像当初的永宁公主一样，你的后辈也算出，她会引起神州千年未有之大变局。”


    "Oh?" Rong Shi also raised his eyebrows, thinking, "No wonder the author likes such a person."


    This sentence is a bit meaningful.


    "Yeah." Yan Tingfeng closed his eyes, "Even if I only have three months left, I will use these three months to help her stop all difficulties."


    “我未曾和容兄提起过一事。”容时抬头，看着天地间的苍茫大雪，忽然道，“当初公主殿下执意去亲自解决天下大疫，我其实是可以阻止的，因为我本就能够看到，她会死在这场大疫中。”


    Yan Tingfeng''s eyes suddenly became fierce, and a powerful murderous intent burst out from him, instantly sweeping across the entire world of consciousness.


    “Buzz—”


    The heavy snow suddenly stopped, replaced by lightning and thunder, and the strong wind and rain gathered on the clouds, and a heavenly punishment was about to be brought down.


    "But I also see that after she dies, she will go to another world." Rong Shi remained unmoved and smiled faintly, "That world is progressing faster than ours. Civilization has reached an era of rapid development of high-tech. His Royal Highness the Princess has learned a lot of things there."


    The universe is vast and the stars are numerous, and there is never just one world.


    And because of different choices on the timeline, countless parallel worlds will be derived.


    Although every world is different, development is almost the same.


    From ancient times to ancient times to modern times, we finally entered the modern era of technological development.


    Just because the timeline is inconsistent, the development of the world is also very different.


    Some worlds may still be in the wilderness period, while others have already opened up to the interstellar world.


    In this way, if the interstellar world invades the wild world, then the wild world will have no resistance and resistance.


    The outbreak of war will only be destructive destruction.


    The murderous intent stopped in an instant, and Yan Tingfeng asked slowly: "So, is Your Highness in that world safe?"


    It is probably his biggest regret to not be able to meet Princess Yongning in this life.


    He admired Princess Yongning, admired each other, and was convinced.


    If Princess Yongning is the co-governor of China, he will only support it.


    "No." Rong Shi''s voice was very soft, "Your Highness the Princess is dead. She is only twenty-four years old in this life."


    With a "bang", Yan Tingfeng crushed the chess piece in his hand. (End of this chapter)