Da Qing Yi (3)

He suddenly recalled that when huaiqing was still a Princess, he had learned chess from Wei Yuan for a few years.

Suddenly, the soul-summoning formation under huaiqing's feet lit up, and a scattered golden light emerged from the horizon. It surged in layers and quickly swept toward the towering stargazing tower.

The golden light was extremely fast and approached the eight trigrams stage in a few breaths. Under the "escort" of the yin wind, it pounced into da Qingyi's body in the formation.

Huaiqing retreated out of the array, his beautiful eyes staring unblinkingly at the green-robed figure.

After a while, the eyelashes of the man in green trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the sky for three seconds before sitting up slowly. He looked around, and his gaze finally fell on huaiqing.

His hair was white, and his eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life washed away by time. He smiled gently, "

"Long time no see, Your Majesty!"