It turns out... it turns out that these things will happen next...

Yue Qingqing's emotions fluctuated, and the originally clear picture became blurred.

"calm!"

Elder Xuan's voice sounded from the depths of his mind.

However, Yue Qingqing was completely immersed in the picture, and her mood continued to fluctuate as the situation developed, and Elder Xuan's voice had no effect on her at all.

Elder Xuan's voice became weaker and weaker. The pictures that Yue Qingqing could see were extremely blurred, but Yue Qingqing was completely unaware of anything. She was completely trapped in what might happen in the future.

Because of those illusory things, I feel heartbroken for those who have passed away and can't help myself!

Just as the picture in front of her was about to collapse, two completely different warm currents poured in from the palms of her hands.

"Qing'er, I'm here!"

"Mom, Xuanbao is fine!"

Two sounds that were so familiar that they could not be more familiar made Yue Qing's body tremble suddenly.

These are all fake!

She finally clearly realized the current situation.

You must see all dangers clearly and not let these things happen!

The tears on her face were still there, her heart was still thrusting, but her emotions gradually calmed down under her control.

The nearly collapsed picture became clear again.

Until the end, there was only one person left in the picture.

Yue Qingqing's consciousness became blurred again, and when she regained consciousness and opened her eyes, she felt a little deeper in her arms.

Elder Xuan spitted blood and fell in her arms with a pale face.

"Mom, Sister Xuan's hair..." Xuan Bao exclaimed.

Yue Qingqing's eyes flashed.

Elder Xuan's black hair, which was originally vertical ankles, gradually faded and turned gray and white, without any vitality.

"Why?" Yue asked softly.

She didn't understand what role Elder Xuan played in this series?

"This is what I owe you, it's my mission!" An old voice came, "You are a chess piece, and I am also a chess piece. No matter who you are, no matter how powerful you are, you are just a chess piece."

"So profound, Uncle Qingyi, can you understand?" Xuan Bao scratched his little head.

Feng Qingyi, who was standing beside him, kept nodding: "Can you understand, do you say I am a chess piece?"

"You are a tool, I am a tool. Many people cannot escape the fate of being a tool!"

Xuanbao looked at Feng Qingyi again.

Feng Qingyi shook his hair directly and began to translate: "Say we are all tools!"

"You are her tool, but on the other hand, isn't she your tool? I am your tool, but I can't turn it around anyway. I'm destined to be your tool!"

Xuanbao and Feng Qingyi were about to talk, but they were swept away by Yue Qingqing's cold light.

Elder Xuan only said three very simple sentences, but the meaning contained in them is infinite.

She was saying that people in the world are just a chess piece, even if it is a mysterious god or a goddess, then who is setting up a game? Who is playing chess?

She also said that many people are tools, not only their souls are brought here by the goddess, but others are also acting as tools for their destiny.

And the only one who can resist is himself!

She also tried to resist, but failed.

Yue gently sorted out her thoughts and came to a conclusion more clearly.

She is a tool used by the goddess to prevent disasters, but the goddess is not her tool.
Chapter completed!