My wife is a passerby villain

Chapter 397 is a stranger
"The outcome of the world will not change because of your rogueness."

"Because that's Go. Winning or losing are all the rules of Go."

The old man stared at the young man, but he looked behind him, with an indescribable look reflected in his deep eyes.

"After the secret realm is lifted, I will inevitably be wiped out and my body will disappear...but my existence will be preserved, and everything I do will leave traces in history."

"No different than the white dragon's daughter..."

"What do you mean?" The boy returned his gaze, "What does it have to do with the little girl?"

"It's very simple, because this is a clearly written process," the old chess sage was interrupted by the young man, but then he continued: "Just like a chess game in which the outcome has been decided, there must always be a process of playing chess."

"And the death of the old man and the white dragon girl is the inevitable and determined process."

"But the so-called death of the body and the disappearance of the Tao is better than having everything wiped out..."

"I don't care whether you live or die," the young man leaned forward, "For the last time, can you..."

"Now that I have entered the realm of heaven," the old man suddenly rolled up his sleeves, his old and deep eyes suddenly became sharp, staring at the young boy in front of him, he laughed and said: "Of course I can!"

The young man was stunned, "Then..."

"However, there is a price..." The chess master stood up, his tall and tall figure showing no signs of aging, "She will forget everything, everything, because the daughter of the White Dragon will die, so she will not Any chance of survival.”

"But, she doesn't have to be the White Dragon's Daughter."

"She can have a new trajectory, a new life, a new future, and even a new past..."

"But everything she has experienced has nothing to do with you."

"I don't care," the young man said solemnly, "You save him first. Whatever you need me to do, we'll talk about it after we save him."

He could guess that there must be some reason why the chess master wanted to see him, but since he wanted to see him, it must be something that the opponent couldn't do as a heaven-level person, but he could provide something.

"Really?" The old man stepped behind the young man in just a moment, "After I save her, her past will have nothing to do with you."

"You are so hysterical, it is no different than trying everything to save a stranger you have never met."

"I said, I don't care." The young man said solemnly.

"Are you here?" The old chess sage suddenly stood next to the young man, "Do you know that what you did has almost shattered my 'realm' and even been noticed by that 'Pure Land' .”

"Jiushi, I am dead. Do you know how many 'so-called strangers' will fall out of the pure land and into the fragments of history that should not exist?"

"What should you do with these dangers they encounter?"

When the old man said this, he suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, "Who knows if one day the precious person you cherish will be abandoned by others as an indifferent 'stranger'!"

The young man was silent, and he suddenly understood why the protagonist in the original novel always used the system to kill him forcefully.

Which of the formation eyes in the secret realm is not a Taoist? How could they be escaped by your few words?

Moreover, I myself am wrong...

"I know how foolish what I did is," the young man turned around and stared at the old man in front of him, "but I still choose to retain hope as much as possible and give in to 'possibility' for 'absolute'. "

"If I don't do this, the White Dragon's Daughter will die completely."

"As for other people affected by this, I will try my best to make up for it and make myself look like a good person."

"Hehehehe..." The old man smiled lightly, because what the young man said was too high-sounding, but just now, how could he have thought about the so-called consequences and compensation?
However, the chess master doesn't care either.

Then the old man turned his back, peered into the area, and said softly: "I will condense myself into a legacy and give it to this girl." "Is it also a legacy?" The young man frowned.

"Your inheritance standards are too high, she simply can't bear it," the old man shook his head and said: "Think about her attitude if she gets the inheritance of a true dragon and lets the Chen family in the 'Pure Land' know about it? "

"In the pure land belonging to the dragon slayer, a true dragon was born?"

"Of course there is no compatibility at all."

"But..." The old man looked at the girl, his eyes became kind again, "This girl is surprisingly compatible with my existence."

"Fitness?" The young man frowned. Qin Shimao explained it to himself, but he was not sure whether Qin Shimao was right.

Now it sounds a little different, but the inheritance of this chess saint happens to fit very well with the little girl, which is a bit too coincidental.

Seeing his doubts, the old man turned his back and said: "Inheritance is extracted from history, that is, the 'present' is the continuation of the 'past'."

"And fit is the beginning of 'now' versus 'future'."

"So the degree of fit depends naturally on the future."

The young man frowned, "No, what meridians?"

"Aren't you still clear about your own situation?" the old man asked.

The young man fell into silence, he really didn't know yet.

"You've only been here for two years, so it's not bad for you to reach this point," the old man continued, "but for our inheritance, it's completely different."

"There are some things I shouldn't say too much. You will understand in the future."

The young man frowned. If, as the old man said, the compatibility of inheritance depends on the future, then the little girl's true dragon origin will indeed be a bit too special in the Chen family after receiving the inheritance of Chen Long.

Maybe the fit is too high and it is constrained to a certain range. It is precisely because of the existence of constraints that the current fit is not high?

The inheritance situation is a bit complicated, and the young man has no time to think about these issues now.

"so?"

"After all, this is my last journey, why bother to rush on?" The old chess sage's eyes gradually narrowed, "Being in a chess game is interesting, very interesting."

"It was originally death, but now there are other possibilities...it actually makes me feel a little excited!"

But then, the old man suddenly turned around and looked deeply at the young man in front of him.

"How are you going to save her?" The young man's patience was consumed and he became more and more impatient. He didn't care at all about the old man's so-called mood and his damn chess game.

"You humans will always have some ties in this world," the old man murmured, "Do you really want to say goodbye?"

"You don't have the so-called lifeline. If you say goodbye, you really don't say goodbye."

The young man asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say that we have completely become strangers?"

"Why do you believe me? Am I some kind of saint of integrity?"

The young man was silent for a moment, "It's okay to be strangers from now on, after all..."

"I don't deserve to take care of her, and I can't take care of her."

(End of this chapter)