C18 Iron Hook and Silver Drawing

When Chen Feng saw the waiter disappear, he rushed out of the guest room!

His body tensed up like a cheetah and a longbow.

He tightly gripped the two revolver with both hands.

The corridor was empty and pitch black.

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly saw the waiter's figure flash by the side of the corridor.

Without hesitation, Chen Feng raised his hand and opened fire.

Boom!

The bullet pierced through the wooden board.

Another instant.

The waiter appeared on the other side of the wall with a ferocious expression.

Chen Feng fired again.

Every time, the bullets would tear the surrounding wooden and black walls into pieces!

However, the waiter's figure was like a ghost, disappearing and reappearing in a short period of time. But the bullets did not harm that fellow at all.

On the contrary, the smile on his face slowly split open, revealing his black-green teeth that looked like iron keys.

Sharp and full of venom.

"Hehe, you want to play with me with this kind of Mystical Inner Hidden Gates? Profound Beyond Me? I'm tired of living. "

Chen Feng looked at the illusory figure of the waiter once again. He saw the illusory figure of the waiter appear on top of a huge jar of wine. He gritted his teeth with hatred.

Every time it changed, the figure of the waiter would become distorted and deformed.

He gradually turned into a monster, but unfortunately, he could not see what it looked like clearly. It was still blurry and misty.

"What? You noticed it long ago, but you still didn't make a move? You want to devour our Purple Cloud Inn? We exist in the ancient times, walking in the darkness of the night, searching for the place left behind by a mighty figure. "

"That's right. For the sake of the An family, we just need to find a place to settle down!"

The figure of the waiter on the can suddenly drifted to the wall as he furiously roared.

The voice seemed to come from the other side of the wall.

"Come on, a few evolved demons took the empty bag of a small cultivator. To do business in an inn? The main thing is that I, Chen Feng, originally did not want to interfere... but you guys were looking at my idea. Actually, the most important thing was the skin of Elf girl and Su Wanwan, right?"

" However, if you dare to touch a finger of my partner, I will definitely let you die ten thousand times in a cruel manner! "

Chen Feng turned the revolver in his hand, blew on the muzzle that was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and sneered.

"Damn it, I don't want to play with you anymore."

Chen Feng looked at the figure of the waiter on the wall. He had a green face and sharp teeth, and there were cracks all over his face.

___ narrowed his eyes. His eyes were cold. He turned around and walked into the room. He looked at the wooden plate that the waiter had placed on the wooden table.

Inside the plate was a wooden vessel in the shape of an incense burner, as well as the teapot wooden vessel that he had seen earlier.

Two strange pots were placed there, facing each other.

"Xuan Ji, to be frank, it's right here. F * ck, playing with men. "

Chen Feng's voice was cold as he directly opened the two wooden utensils.

One. The other was a bowl of tea with a green leaf floating on top.

The other was a bowl of white rice that was cooked in half, but it was like fire in iron and heaven and earth.

It seemed to be the ashes left behind by the smoke and smoke after a thousand miles.

"Hehe."

Chen Feng looked at the two items and the white rice and tea inside. "You are f * cking more scheming than me. You knew Su Wanwan had left long ago."

Because there was only a bowl of white rice on the wooden table. It should belong to two people.

Chen Feng said to himself and ignored the door. The shadow that appeared at the door followed him. It was dark and dilapidated.

"Hehe. However, you can't deny that I let her go, but you didn't let yourself go."

The figure at the door let out two strange laughs, and his voice rolled out like sand.

"Hehe, what a ridiculous mouth. If I were to leave too... The bed in your room seems to be made of coarse linen. It's actually sand fate. One person can leave, but if two people escape together, they will take a step out of Purple Cloud Inn. One year of life will pass."

Chen Feng playfully dug his ears and said, "Until the end of our lives, that bed will also collapse and shatter. We will also be weathered for a thousand years, our flesh and blood will wither and turn into sand."

"Our bones will turn into withered branches and leaves, and our fate... will be devoured by you all!"

"The Demonic Beast is a f * cking Demonic Beast, it is equivalent to a beast! Sand can even be used as chains."

"Forget it. I'm too lazy to talk nonsense. It's too pale."

Chen Feng waved his hand.

"If you say so now, will you die once the Gate of Life is broken? Why don't we give it a try?"

Chen Feng said as he laughed. After he finished speaking, he laughed again.

The spear moved first, and it was in front of him!

The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the wooden plate on the table. There were two wooden utensils filled with coarse tea and white rice.

He pulled the trigger violently!

When the metal trigger suddenly sank, two loud sounds rang out!

The scorching hot black metal bullet violently shattered the two wooden vessels.

At this moment, the waiter at the door, the figure of Dark Storm, also roared as he charged towards him.

But it was already too late.

The two tea cups, which were as thick as rice, turned into countless fragments and floated in the air.

But at this moment, time seemed to have stopped.

It no longer flowed.

Chen Feng saw the vicious figure lunging at him from behind. That vicious figure seemed to have frozen at this moment.

In front of his eyes, the image of the world that he first came to appeared.

The black planet exploded!

Immediately after, it was a blank space.

...

After an unknown amount of time.

It was as though time had changed.

When Chen Feng opened his eyes again.

He realized that he had changed into a plain white robe, but he was sitting cross-legged in front of a short wooden table. There were crisscrossing lines on it that were as sharp as knives.

It was a game of chess, white and black suppressing each other.

On the other side, that fellow!

It was actually the waiter from before. However, at this moment, he was no longer the servant who did the chores.

On the contrary, he looked like a hedonistic young master with a fan.

Chen Feng's gaze was cold and his eyes were filled with danger as he looked at that fellow.

"Don't worry, it's useless even if you are worried. This place is a paradise that you won't be able to escape from. Unless..."

The dissolute young master, who was originally a waiter, paused for a moment, and stopped speaking.

He seemed to be deep in thought as he wore a brocade robe and a jade robe.

"Unless what?"

Chen Feng looked at him coldly.

"Unless... Hehe, if you play a game of chess with me, I will let you go..."

Go what?

Chen Feng did not ask this question. He just looked at that fellow coldly.

He saw that the dissolute young master had a silver needle beside his sleeve.

It was that weapon.

"You don't need to look at it. It's not just a silver needle. It's called the Universe, and it's also a pen."

"You've entered my iron hook and silver drawing, the place is a prison, just like an ant that can't escape"

"So, you can only... play chess with me!"

At this moment, the corner of the incomparably gorgeous waiter's mouth curled up with a faint smile, and his eyes carried an evil charm.

"Chess...?"

Chen Feng smiled. He saw that the guy had written two words beside the Heaven and Earth Brush.

In the blink of an eye, he saw that on the simple but murderous wooden table, there were square words and the chessboard criss-crossing!

He was calculating in his heart.

He had won the game!

Right in the middle of drawing the characters.

The lock in the middle.

Tian.

...

Even if he escaped with his life, he might only be able to break the sword on top.

The words were like chains.