Yi Xiaoyao understood the true mystery of desolation and shocked everyone.

Afterwards, Yi Xiaoyao found an excuse to leave.

In the next few days, the re-emergence of the true mystery of the desolate Palace caused an unprecedented sensation.

Yi Xiaoyao has never appeared in everyone's sight for the past few days, as if he was deliberately avoiding this commotion about him.

Five days later, the commotion gradually subsided. Yi Xiaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was really unbearable. Every time he walked outside, countless disciples would come over and ask him curiously how to survive the test of Arakawa Ancient Realm.

So these days, Yi Xiaoyao stayed alone in the house to practice, and it was rare to have leisure time.

On this day, as usual, after Yi Xiaoyao practiced for a while, he opened the door and took a breath of fresh morning air.

Immediately, he discovered that there was almost no disciple outside today.

This immediately made his mouth curl slightly, and he walked out of the house and headed outside.

That day, Mu Changhun specifically told Yi Xiaoyao that he would play chess with him when he had nothing to do. Yi Xiaoyao had not gone for a long time in order to avoid the enthusiasm that made him feel uncomfortable. Today is a good time.

Half a day later, in a stone tower, under the soft lights, Yi Xiaoyao was already sitting cross-legged in front of a chessboard.

"Ba~"

With the crisp sound of the step, Yi Xiaoyao's slender fingers clamped the chess piece and gently landed on the chessboard. Mu Changhun on the opposite side was looking at him with a smile, which made him smile a little embarrassedly.

"On the way I came, I didn't even see half a figure. Could it be that something big happened to the desolate palace?"

After falling off the chess piece, Yi Xiaoyao suddenly asked.

There were many disciples in the Desolate Palace, and even if the sensation caused by him gradually subsided, no one could see it, which made him feel a little confused.

"Today, other sects came to worship the sect, and everyone went to watch the fun."

Mu Changhun also fell a son and said lightly.

"Worship the clan?"

Yi Xiaoyao was slightly stunned and fell into another son.

Mu Changhun's eyelids drooped slightly, as if he was thinking about how to make a move, and at the same time he also answered Yi Xiaoyao's doubts.

"To put it nicely, it is the exchange of exchanges between disciples of the sect. To put it badly, it is a provocation from the door."

"Although our Barren Palace has always lived in seclusion and is not known as the first sect, everyone understands that Barren Palace is the strongest strength in Qinghuang."

"And at this time of year, other sects will take turns to send outstanding disciples to challenge the disciples of the Desolate Palace. If they win, they will use this to make some gimmicks and make some rumors that their disciples are better than my Desolate Palace."

Speaking of this, a sarcasm flashed across Mu Changhun's face and said calmly: "But don't care. I have never lost in the past few years, let alone this time, the one who came to worship the sect was just a small sect."

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao realized it. After nodding, he ignored the matter and continued to put down the chess piece.

During the chess process, Mu Changhun seemed to have something relatively easy to say, but he always wanted to say something but stopped, and seemed to be absent-minded.

Yi Xiaoyao naturally discovered this, but he was not in a hurry to ask questions, just quietly playing chess.

In this way, Mu Changhun quickly lost a game.

"If senior continues to hesitate, he may lose again next."

Yi Xiaoyao smiled at Mu Changhun while holding the broken pieces on the chessboard.

Mu Changhun shook his head helplessly and said, "When the time comes, I will tell you again, so as not to put too much pressure on you."

Yi Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows and nodded.

And at this moment, a crisp sound came from outside, and then a figure walked in.

"When is it? You still have the intention to play chess with your lustful grandpa here!"

The visitor was Qing Yuaner. As soon as she came in, she pouted her mouth and blamed Yi Xiaoyao with an unhappy face.

"What's wrong?"

Yi Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion.

Mu Changhun also laughed at Qing Yuaner and scolded: "Stupid girl, so what if you play chess with me? Could it be that you blamed me because your lover did not accompany you?"

Qing Yuaner's pretty face suddenly turned red, she wrinkled her little nose at Mu Changhun, and then said, "This is not the case! I'm here to find Yi Xiaoyao because of the people from Qinghua Mountain!"

"Qinghua Mountain? This time I came to my desolate palace to worship the sect?"

Mu Changhun frowned and said, "Is this kind of sect worthy of your fuss?"

"It's just a communication and exchange between disciples, not to mention that Senior Brother Qinglin and others are here. I believe that no matter how outstanding the disciples in Qinghua Mountain are, they can easily get rid of them." Yi Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

"Senior Brother Qinglin and some powerful senior brothers all went into seclusion a few days ago to practice!"

Qing Yuan'er stomped her feet in a hurry. She was speechless about Yi Xiaoyao's blocked state of news.

"Those guys from Qinghua Mountain probably deliberately chose to come here at this time, and the disciples they sent this time are all very powerful, and ordinary disciples are no match for them at all."

"We are currently playing four games. Our Barren Palace has already lost one game. Judging from the situation, we will lose the second game soon. Moreover, there is one of the most difficult people on Qinghua Mountain who has not taken action. If this continues, we will lose three games sooner or later and lose to Qinghua Mountain!"

"Those people from Qinghua Mountain are now extremely arrogant, laughing at our deserted palace as there is no one! I'm so angry!"

Hearing this, Yi Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly and said helplessly: "What do you mean is to let me go over and fight and win the last game?"

Qing Yuaner nodded heavily. The first thing she thought of was Yi Xiaoyao. This guy was full of miracles and would definitely help Huangwugong protect his face.

At this time, Mu Changhun laughed at Yi Xiaoyao and said, "Those disciples with high cultivation have chosen to go to seclusion because they were stimulated by you. You are indeed responsible for this matter to the end."

"Because of me?"

Yi Xiaoyao was stunned and smiled bitterly: "So, I have to go, I have to win? But, are you so confident in me?"

As soon as he asked this, he got the answer from the eyes of the two people beside him, so he had to smile helplessly and stand up.

"Since that's the case, I can't let this confidence down."

As he said that, Yi Xiaoyao waved to Qing Yuaner: "Let's go, I'll protect the face of the desolate palace."

Qing Yuan'er nodded happily, pulled Yi Xiaoyao and rushed outside.

Mu Changhun stood up and looked at Yi Xiaoyao's distant back, his eyes flashing slightly.

"Let him tell him..."

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(A chapter finally came out, the next chapter is around 10 o'clock.)
Chapter completed!