Princess Against the World

Feather arrows flew behind everyone, and every whistle carried a breath of life.

No one knows whether his heart will be shot through by Feather Arrow in the next second!

After Ling Jingchen broke off by himself, let the others go first to protect everyone as much as possible.

The four people in the free body, one at the front and back, hold the iron chain together, and the other two are in charge of the middle.

A group of twelve people did not know how long they had rushed away.

Until the little Dingzi leading the way in front of him screamed.

"Brother Jingchen, there are two roads ahead, one to the ancestral hall and the other to the meeting house. Where are we going?!"

"nonsense!"

"Of course I went to the ancestral hall!"

"Let's go to the ancestral hall..."

Without Ling Jingchen's answer, the others chose the ancestral hall in unison.

Ling's ancestral hall has always been guarded by guards.

Once they reach the ancestral hall, they are considered completely safe.

As they approached the location of the ancestral hall, the chase afterwards became less and less.

Until the ancestral hall entered, the chase disappeared!

Standing there in confusion, watching the emptiness behind.

"Are they not chasing?"

If it weren't for the feather arrow on the road, they really thought the danger just now was just a dream!

Ling Jingchen shook his head slightly: "Maybe they knew that the masters here were like clouds and couldn't hurt us, so they withdrew... Let's go in, and tell the patriarch the whole thing!"

Shen Tie answered, and a group of people rushed to the ancestral hall.

At this time, Xiao Dingzi and the four others had already rushed to the ancestral hall.

Far away, Ling Jingchen and Shen Tie saw the four of them.

Only visually, it seemed a bit stiff, with a straight back.

"What's the matter? The four of them don't seem to be right?!"

Shen Tie also found that the four of them were wrong: "Could it be that the patriarch is not there?!"

Ling Jingchen and the others were puzzled, and even quickened their pace, rushing forward.

When the scene in front of them fell in their eyes, they finally understood why Xiao Dingzi and the four others had to stand there stiffly.

In the courtyard of the ancestral hall, the lights were brilliant.

Several braziers were burning with a raging bonfire, and the ancestral hall was illuminated like the day.

In the courtyard, there is a set of tables and chairs made of thousand-year-old locust tree roots, on which is placed a game of backgammon.

On both ends of the black and white, there are two people sitting in a game.

Beside them, an incense burner burned incense, and a stove brewed tea, boiled water and steamed.

When he saw the two people playing at the table, Ling Jingchen's breath couldn't help but tremble.

"The Patriarch..."

"Hush!"

Ling Chongding raised his left hand and frowned slightly.

"My game of chess is very dangerous..."

Ling Jingchen's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and he suddenly looked at the person sitting on the chessboard.

The silver fox mask gleamed with scorching luster under the firelight, killing evil charms.

Feather eyelashes trembled slightly, Ling Luoyu squinted, and a smile bloomed on her lips, which was somewhat **** and evil.

"Ling Jingchen, Grandpa Patriarch's chess is about to lose, how can you still be in the mood to listen to you talking nonsense?! If you have anything to say, you might as well tell me!"

Ling Jingchen sneered and stepped forward: "Dare you still sit here?"

Ling Luoyu pursed his lips innocently, and a slightly surprised expression faded from the brows: "This is a bit interesting... Why don't I dare to sit here?"

"You still pretend?!"

Ling Jingchen was unbearable, his profound energy was violent, and he slammed into it frantically.

"Look how I tear your mask!"