Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

Ji Wushang settled down, and vigilantly surveyed the current environment.

This is a quiet and elegant courtyard, covered with green plants of unknown species, in the center there is a clear pond with lotus in full bloom, and a few golden carps swimming among the broad leaves.

There is a small pavilion built by the pond, inside the pavilion there is a stone table and a few stone benches, the black and white chess game on the stone table is on the verge of victory or defeat, but for some reason it has to be finished.

Ji Wushang was attracted by the chess game, and walked into the small pavilion to watch the deduction.

The result is that White will win, slightly by half!

crunch...

Suddenly, there was a sound of opening the door.

"Who?"

Ji Wushang was startled, and instantly turned to look at the house.

But I saw a middle-aged man with a rather handsome appearance opening the door and coming out.

Ji Wushang remembered Wu Qingzhao's words and waited on guard.

If this middle-aged man of unknown origin dares to do anything unusual, he will strike with a thunderbolt.

The middle-aged man stood at the door and looked at Ji Wushang, a different wave flashed in Gujing Wubo's eyes, but it was quickly hidden deep in his eyes.

He slowly walked towards Ji Wushang, he seemed to want to restrain himself, but couldn't restrain a faint smile on his face.

Ji Wushang didn't feel any hostility or murderous intent from the middle-aged man, but he still didn't dare to relax.

The distance between the two is getting closer.

At a certain moment, looking at each other, time and space seemed to stand still, and everything around seemed to become unreal.

Numerous vague scenes appeared around the two of them, and the faint sound of tragic shouts and fighting resounded.

Ji Wushang was in a trance, trying hard to see the content of those pictures clearly, but the more he tried to see clearly, the more he couldn't see clearly, and because of this, his head still felt tingling.

"what happened?"

The pain made Ji Wushang wake up instantly.

Looking around, it was still the quiet and elegant courtyard, as if everything had never happened.

But the feeling just now was hazy but extremely real.

For a moment, Ji Wushang was full of doubts, and it was difficult to tell the truth from the fake.

But at this moment, he didn't care about these things, because the middle-aged man had already walked up to him, stopped three steps away, his body seemed to be bowing, and he looked a little awkward.

He said calmly: "You, here you come!"

When Ji Wushang heard this, he froze on the spot.

Hearing this, the other party seems to know him very well!

Could it be...

Ji Wushang suddenly thought of a certain bastard.

After experiencing many strange things, it is no longer strange.

He took a deep breath, and asked the middle-aged man very uncomfortably, "You were also arranged here by him?"

When the middle-aged man heard the words, his face was full of confusion.

arrangement?

he?

Who?

After thinking for about ten seconds, the middle-aged man seemed to have figured out something, and put a smile on his face again: "I was not arranged by the 'he' you said, I am here to wait for you."

Ji Wushang's face changed slightly, his heart became more vigilant, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Who are you? Why are you waiting for me?"

If this middle-aged man was arranged by that dog day, he could feel at ease.

But things went beyond expectations, something was wrong!

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and sighed sadly: "My name is Tanlang, I waited for you to get what should belong to you back into your hands."

"As for my origin, when the time comes, you will know."

The corners of Ji Wushang's mouth twitched slightly.

When the time comes again, you will know.

He has heard this word countless times.

Then you tell me when the time will come!

Damn Hippie...

After secretly complaining, Ji Wushang said helplessly, "What do you mean by returning the things that belong to me to me?"

"Wait a moment." The middle-aged man stretched out his hand, and a mysterious diamond-shaped crystal appeared in his palm.

The surface of the crystal is transparent, and the inside is filled with mysterious mist.

The moment the crystal appeared, Ji Wushang's expression changed in shock: "What is this?"

Facing the crystal, his body reacted horribly.

The blood is boiling, flowing rapidly, surging in the blood vessels, as if it is about to be pulled out.

His soul was trembling, cheering, full of endless desire, as if he was going to break out of his body, and swallow the crystal in one gulp.

The middle-aged man shook his palms, groped for the crystal with his fingers, and said with nostalgia in his eyes: "This is a very important thing, you put it away, before the invincible Hunyuan, don't let anyone know, even the closest ones around you People also need to be on guard.”

After finishing speaking, he let go of his hand, and the nameless crystal seemed to have a spirit, and it slowly floated towards Ji Wushang by itself.

Ji Wushang subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, and suddenly, a feeling of blood connection came to his heart.

What exactly is this?

Why do I feel this way?

Ji Wushang raised his eyes, wanting to ask the middle-aged man, but his eyes were fixed.

Because at this time the middle-aged man's chest diffused a little white light, and the white light spread to the whole body at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wherever it passed, the flesh and blood were... blurring!

Ji Wushang ignored his doubts and said anxiously, "What's wrong with you? What's going on?"

Looking at the gradually disappearing body of the middle-aged man, for some reason, an unspeakable sadness arose in his heart.

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I have died for countless years, and I forcibly leave a trace of my true spirit waiting here, hoping for your return."

"It's enough to see you again now and get my wish fulfilled."

"One day in the future, you will become that 'source'. If you give me a gift, I still hope to see you."

"You, take care!"

Hearing these words, Ji Wushang was confused, and said anxiously: "I Zhuo, did you make it clear?"

"Who are you?"

"What is that 'source'?"

It's a pity that the voice of the middle-aged man fell, and his whole body was completely engulfed by white light, suddenly turned into white spots all over the sky, and slowly returned to the ruins without any trace.

"Day, bastard, half the words, the penis is short, don't you fucking know?"

"Mother, come back to me!"

"Tell me clearly!"

"Grass!"

Ji Wushang was so angry that he cursed.

This feeling of knowing something and not knowing anything is simply disgusting, worse than eating shit.

However, no matter how irritable he was, there was no reaction in the quiet courtyard.

Ji Wushang sat down on the stone bench, staring blankly at the place where the middle-aged man disappeared, feeling a little sad in his heart.

He knew that the middle-aged man was probably dead.

Obviously he doesn't know him!

How can you feel this way?

a long time.

Ji Wushang stood up suddenly, tightly grasped the nameless crystal in his hand, and said fiercely: "One day, I will figure everything out, just wait for me!"

Putting down the harsh words, Ji Wushang inadvertently caught a glimpse of the remaining chess game on the stone table in front of him out of the corner of his eye.

White wins the half piece!

The more he looked at it, the more awkward he became, the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he became, and he felt uncomfortable.

He stretched out his hand and directly removed a white stone on the chessboard.

The situation of chess changed drastically immediately.

"Compared to Bai Qi winning the half piece, I prefer black to come back from a desperate situation, and then sweep and push!"

Ji Wushang's gaze was like lightning, his body twisted slowly, and disappeared into the small pavilion.