Chapter 1224: Chess (2/2)

”I can't think of the heroes of this world, except for me, no one dares to go to Kaiguang Temple, and they are still self-proclaimed!”

Yang Linmei suddenly had some dissatisfaction.

”This gimmick is interesting and compares itself to a hero.”

Ning Qi’s mouth couldn’t help but rise slightly. He looked at Wang Xue and smiled. “Go, let’s go in and see.”

Yang Linmei returned to God and her face was full of excitement. At the moment, there are two congenital high-ranking people who entered the Kaiguang Temple with her. Presumably, Feng Yiren’s means to go through the sky, and it is impossible to be the opponent of three congenital borders!

”who are you!”

The three of them just entered the temple, and suddenly a number of fierce eyes swept over. These guys are all masters of the iron palm goshawk.

On their side, there are countless monks, and the faces of these monks are shy and desperate. When they see Ningqi, they suddenly look forward to an eye!

A gust of wind blew, all the guys fell to the ground and died.

The monks passed the time of three or four moments, and this was reflected, and they watched this scene with a stunned look.

“Which of your monks has the highest position?”

Ning Qi smiled.

”Yes, it is the old man.”

An old monk stood up. His body was not weak. He was a fighting king, but his body seemed to be hurt, his face was very pale, and he was followed by a group of young monks.

”How are you?”

Ning Qi looked at the old monk.

”The old man is the abbot of Kaiguang Temple, but the three are the heroes who come to rescue me?”

The old monk prayed.

”Forget it, take me to see your abbot.”

Ning Qi smiled.

”But, Feng Gonggong him...”

There was a hint of horror on the abbot's face.

Yang Linmei quickly said: ”The abbot master, don't be afraid, these two are the predecessors, Feng Yiren is dead this time!”

Congenital?

All the monks in the room were awe-inspiring, and the abbot quickly went to Ningqi and Wang Xue, and they showed a stunned color on their faces.

Ning Qi gently crossed a wooden rule to the old monk's body, and instantly healed his injury. This time, the abbot had completely believed Yang Linmei's words.

Under his leadership, the three walked toward the center of Kaiguang Temple. On the road, they met Feng Xiren's men, all of whom were killed by Wang Xue.

A corpse fell to the ground, but the old monk showed a hint of pleasure in his eyes. Obviously, this group of guys, even the monks who chanted Buddha all day, were angered.

The closer to the center, the higher the Feng Xiren's men's hands were repaired, until several of the Emperor's faces were unwilling, and after falling to the ground, the three finally came to a small courtyard.

There are two people sitting in the center, a pale middle-aged man, a monk who looks like a fifty-year-old, and there is a chessboard among them.

There are more than a dozen figures standing nearby, each one has the atmosphere of the peak of the Emperor.

When I saw the arrival of the four people, the dozens of people suddenly looked at them coldly.

As for the two guys who are playing chess, they seem to be immersed in the game and have no reaction to Ningqi’s arrival.

The abbot stood in the same place and did not dare to move. He always had a fear of Feng Xiren in his heart. Ning Qi and Wang Xue went directly to the central two.

Yang Linmei saw it and quickly kept up.

The dozen or so fighting emperors seemed to be afraid of disturbing the game, and they did not say anything. They just stared at Ningqi three people. As long as they approached a few more steps, they would be killed by the invisible wind. Is it possible for people to see it?