Ivylinna Lee seems to have launched the law.

Ye Lingfeng has never seen such an attack, so it is frightening to attack from the outside. At this moment, Ye Lingfeng feels small as if she were a grain of sand drifting with the wind and dying.
Chapter one hundred and seventy-two, chess
Is Ye Lingfeng dilemma Lan Chenxi timely cut into the battlefield.
You can fight one-on-one. Sorry, Yin Shuang Ge doesn’t have this habit.
Lan Chenxi is a famous brother. Although he doesn’t care about his reputation, he is still a good man. Since he was abducted by Ye Lingfeng into Yin Shuang Pavilion, Lan Chenxi’s moral bottom line has dropped like a fly.
The moon is clear and the desperate knife has been retreated. Unfortunately, this time Lan Chenxi’s goal is not to attack or defend, but to save people!
Bystanders can see clearly why Ye Lingfeng’s state is seen by Lan Chenxi. Although she doesn’t know, it doesn’t prevent him from seeing the problem.
The moon shadow flashed across a bright light, the stone chips splashed and the dust stirred Lan Chenxi, grabbed Ye Lingfeng’s shoulder and quickly retreated.
The man in the lake seems to be a little surprised by Lan Chenxi’s practice.
"It feels like!"
"Can’t die!"
Lan Chenxi and Ye Lingfeng smiled at each other, and the moon shadow knife and the beauty dance were withdrawn at the same time. It seems that the root did not put the weirdo in the lake in the eyes.
"What’s the name of the one at the bottom of the lake?"
Compared with debauchery and deference, Ye Lingfeng is simply batting practice. Sure enough, the voice did not fall on the lake, and three water swords were formed and shot out of the lake to attack Ye Lingfeng in a glyph.
Ye Lingfeng ha ha a smile, even if you are strong and step back, you can’t stop in front of Ye Lingfeng after all.
In the lake, the weirdo Li Xiao seems to struggle as hard as he wants to break free from any bondage, but after a few breaths, it seems that he can’t bear the collapse of the weirdo in the lake.
I was stunned by the debauchery. What the hell is going on!
The strength of the weirdo in the lake is clear to him, and he almost killed Ye Lingfeng before, but what would be such a result if he shot again?
"It seems that you guessed it again!"
Glancing at the calm lake, Lan Chenxi rarely gave me a surprised expression. It is normal for Ye Lingfeng to calculate the legacy, but this time she still moved.
It’s not so strange if Ye Lingfeng draws a conclusion after summarizing enough information and intelligence, but this time it’s really a guess. Is it a person?
"Maybe! I’ve always been a good person. You’ve had enough of this temper at the bottom of the lake. Can we talk about it? "
Ye Lingfeng spoke regardless of Lan Chenxi to stop her eyes from walking forward.
"Not afraid that I will kill you!"
The sound at the bottom of the lake sounded again, but this time it was not only the sound, but also an old monster who couldn’t see clearly across the lake and the chessboard!
I don’t know what material this old monster is made of. Look at his hair, at least for ten years, he didn’t wash and dress to stay this long, but his clothes are still intact, except for the water stains and filth accumulated over the years. The clothes are not damaged at all.
Looking at this monster’s face covered by long hair, you can vaguely see a pair of sharp eyes shining with terrible light in the dark.
However, what makes Ye Lingfeng care most is that a sword, a broken sword and a handle are floating around Johnson, covered with rust, as if the broken sword would be broken at the touch, and it is also true and illusory to float around Johnson.
You know, a famous master must be very concerned about the weapons in his hand. Even Ye Lingfeng, a double-cultivation person, is very concerned about whether the beauty dance is wiped, let alone Lan Chenxi, who looks at the knife like life. From the Johnson’s hand just now, this man is definitely a master, but this sword really doesn’t deserve his repair!
"If you want to kill me, I’m afraid no one can break this chess game and help you out!"
Ye Lingfeng’s words suddenly made the weirdo in the lake tremble. Although his long hair covered his face, he couldn’t see his face, but he was still emotional when he rushed at his body.
"You can break the game!"
The strange sound in the lake is dignified this time, but it’s a pity that Ye Lingfeng laughed a little.
"Can you break the game and try it?"
Speaking Ye Lingfeng reached out a recruit black fall is to let a person can’t understand one hand.
The weirdo in the lake took one look and landed in the corner. The chess was puzzled and followed by white fall.
All the people present except Mo Yan don’t know about Weiqi. Everyone else is a master of this game. The black situation is already very obvious. There is no way but to defend it. However, Ye Lingfeng’s chess is a real attack. Unfortunately, it is obviously a waste to go deep into the independent aid alone!
"It seems that it’s a little difficult to make the opposite offer!"
Ye Lingfeng’s mind seems to be not in the chessboard at all, but it is even more unpredictable. It falls in the hinterland of black chess and has no chess.
"Are you sure you can go!"
Weirdo this time not in a hurry to fall but rather setting toward Ye Lingfeng asked.