The chessboards played by Lu Sancun and Zuo Qiuliang were already filled with chess pieces, black and white intertwined, shaped like a killing formation on the battlefield, giving the impression of fighting.
"Seriously, are you relieved?"
Lu Sancun, who put down a piece of wine, felt a little depressed. He took the wine in Zuo Qiuliang's hand and took a sip: "You know, this experience is too early for him."
Zuo Qiuliang remained silent, and the white piece in his hand still fell firmly and forcefully.
"How much longer?" Lu Sancun, who quickly finished placing a sunspot, raised his head, with a feeling of sympathy in his eyes.
Finally, Zuo Qiuliang, who seemed to be stumped by the chess game, spoke: "Let's finish this game."
After that, he picked up another white stone.
Lu Sancun, who wanted to continue putting down Heizi, paused: "So fast?"
Zuo Qiuliang immediately cursed: "Damn it, if it weren't for Lin Xue who suddenly had such a wonderful hand, how could I be so miserable? Forcibly break the void world and send Xu Qingmu in, you know what I paid for
The price? The soul that was originally torn apart is now completely torn apart!"
He seemed to be even more angry and shouted angrily: "Hurry up!"
The black piece in Lu Sancun's hand hesitated for a while, but it still landed next to the place where he originally wanted to place it. He said casually: "If you think about it, it can't be so easy!"
"It's not because you, the book-turner who has been on the opposite side of me for thousands of years, let me go because you thought I was finally going to die, right?" Looking at Lu Sancun, who had obviously made the wrong move, Zuo Qiuliang curled his lips: "What if this is the case?
Like, you really took off your pants and farted, it was unnecessary."
Lu Sancun on the opposite side was unmoved, and his voice was a little low: "Is there any other way?"
Zuo Qiuliang, who was full of momentum, also sighed: "Forget it, let's not worry about it. It's just that Xu Qingmu's growth is somewhat invisible." There was some loss in his voice, coming from the loss of his soul.
Lu Sancun picked up a sunspot again, looking even more careless.
"Well, you and I have lived and fought for so long. Why can't we still be reluctant to let go when this building is about to collapse? Come on, if others don't know you, how can I misunderstand you? I've been urinating since I was a child.
You dead ant, you bad guy who went to the sacred tree to dig out the eggs of the sacred bird, stop being so pretentious." Zuo Qiuliang's voice was relaxed, not like a dying person at all.
After hesitating, he put down the sunspot: "Are there any unfulfilled wishes?"
This Taoist Zuo Qiuliang, who was called the "Three Knowledges of the Zuo" by the East and West Wings, has been like this for thousands of years. He looked down at the world. Above his head was the sky with the aura of endless killing: "I don't know what I am doing."
Ninety-nine feet, did they break Chen Yehan's back..."
In the pavilion of the Chen family, Zuo Qiuliang once broke the world with ninety-nine feet.
"Aren't you worried about Xu Qingmu? He is your only support." Lu Sancun felt a little regretful. This Taoist who has been both enemy and friend for thousands of years has always been lonely in doing things.
Zuo Qiuliang, who put down the last white chess piece, spread out his hands and said, "You lose, you lose. Whoever plays chess with you is really a loser..."
The Taoist stretched out his fingers as if he was counting something, but obviously there were not enough fingers, so he became impatient and said, "I don't know how many generations of bad luck you have suffered!"
Looking at the white chess pieces that had been killed on the chessboard and discarded their armor, Lu Sancun, who was the one who opened the book and was regarded as the number one enemy by Xu Qingmu, moved his eyebrows slightly, with some reluctance in his eyes: He had obviously let go, how could he do it?
How could you lose so quickly?
For the first time, there was no Lu Sancun with grass roots in his mouth. He was surrounded by endless loneliness, like an unaccompanied returnee. Huang Liang hadn't woken up from a dream, but his heart was filled with desolation.
You shouldn't lose so quickly!
Zuo Qiuliang slowly stood up and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Why aren't you worried about Xu Qingmu? I'm worried to death, so I will send him on the last journey." After saying this, he crossed his hands and raised them high above his head.
, relaxed greatly.
Lu Sancun, who was still sitting in front of the chessboard and watching the game, had his eyes wandering and didn't know what to think.
"Let's go, you are the only one left in this world."
"For me, take a good look!"
After saying that, Zuo Qiuliang took a step forward, and a breeze began to blow in the world. The originally cool autumn became even cooler.
Autumn is cool, autumn is cool, that's all.
Taking another step forward, the setting sun and drizzle fell on my mind, like trivial matters in the world, and I moved forward, suppressing the past in my mind.
Zuo Qiuliang's figure gradually disappeared.
Just like the leaves returning to their roots in autumn, the gentle breeze and gentle rain falling on the heart.
Just like, hundreds of years have passed in this glorious world, but now I am alone.
Just like the wine in the three-inch pot has already bottomed out.
...
Lu Sancun still didn't get up, her long hair being blown by the breeze was twitching a little, and she seemed to have discovered something. She suddenly opened the place where Zuo Qiuliang was squatting, and all thirteen white seeds were revealed.
"Ha, it's me who loses..."
Lu Sancun clapped his hands together, as if he was crazy, laughing, laughing until he burst into tears.
There is no more wine in the pot in this world!
No worries anymore!
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Xu Qingmu, who had already drawn the Chouli Sword and was about to move forward to fight, suddenly stopped. The green gown beside him moved slightly, and the young man felt some unspeakable discomfort in his heart.
Stopped and frowned.
Wang Shuai, who was standing next to him and had the seal of the God King of the Ten Directions behind him, stopped and looked at Xu Qingmu, who was a little stunned: "What's wrong?"
When Xu Qingmu looked up again, his eyes were foggy. It seemed that even he couldn't believe it. He looked at Wang Shuai in front of him, but he didn't know where to start.
On the opposite side, countless terrifying and rotten wolves descended rapidly.
"What's wrong with you, Xu Qingmu, don't scare me!" Wang Shuai looked at Xu Qingmu while preparing for a fight. Bai Qi and Qishang also gathered around, looking at Xu Qingmu standing still, they all seemed a little anxious. They
What's going on?
Finally, the silent Xu Qingmu spoke, as if speaking to herself, or as if the person was right in front of her, calling softly:
"Zuo Qiuliang?"
Suddenly, a breeze blew, and a human figure gradually condensed out. Next to Xu Qingmu, his hands were clasped behind his back, and he stood side by side with Xu Qingmu:
"exist."
Xu Qingmu's tears flowed down.
The somewhat transparent body waved gently, and the wolves rushing down from the opposite side disappeared into the sky and earth in the blink of an eye, and all the scarlet energy also dissipated.
A group of people stood blankly. Why is Zuo Qiuliang so unreal today?
The Taoist stretched out his hand and patted Xu Qingmu's shoulder gently: "I came here to say goodbye." Zuo Qiuliang looked at the young man in front of him, as if he was a little reluctant, and stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the young man's eyes: "You are such a big man.
, still crying, isn’t that the style of a master?”
Xu Qingmu raised his head: "Is there no other way?"
Zuo Qiuliang's figure became more upbeat and seemed a little relieved: "Forget it, forget it, I've seen enough of the rivers and mountains in this world, and experienced the joys and sorrows of this world, that's it."
After a long while, he repeated: "It's almost done."
"Is it because of the Void Realm?" The young man suddenly remembered the situation in the Void Realm. Why could he get there? Who could have such magical powers? Who could be so willing?
The Taoist in front of me.
There was some relief in Zuo Qiuliang's eyes: "Yes or no, I sent you there because of some selfish motives. As for whether it can be done and whether it can be done well, Xu Qingmu, just try your best."
Qihai Mountain has completely returned to Qingming here, and the smell of corruption in the air has been replaced by the breeze.
"Xu Qingmu, let's go. This world is quite nice!"
Watching the shadows around you gradually dissipate into the sky and earth, like a breeze passing by, but this breeze is unique.
"Xu Qingmu, move forward boldly! If you don't make up your mind when things happen, follow your heart!"
The sound echoes like an empty valley.
The young man in a green robe slowly knelt down, and all the talismans around him flew out, building a bridge high in the sky. Xu Qingmu looked at him from a distance and bowed:
"Way to go!"
In front of the young man, the talisman exploded instantly, flashing a dazzling red light in the extremely dark night sky, igniting from bottom to top, like a ladder, going upward. The entire night sky was ignited by this bright and dazzling ladder of talismans, as bright as day.
Dazzling like fireworks.
The mountains and forests rustled, the breeze chased the stars, this night——
Nothing can sleep!
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In a barren mountain, the ragged and dilapidated Xu Chengdi, whose eyes turned completely black, stood next to Wen Renbo, who was also in the black mist.
It was as if he had been seriously injured, his body was shaking constantly, and he was in endless pain.
Suddenly, the former Crown Prince Xu Chengdi looked up at the sky, and saw a bright fire bridge rising into the sky. At that moment, the Crown Prince, who had a bright red flower of the underworld on his right arm, suddenly laughed miserably, and his laughter began to flow.
It comes from the bottom of my heart with joy.
"Finally... finally dead!"
Then Xu Chengdi, who was now the human body of Emperor Qingming, suddenly stood up and said: "Wen Renbo, follow me and see this black mist walking across the mountains and rivers!"
Wen Renbo, who was huddled in the black mist, was already unable to respond.
Thick fog rolled in.
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Funiu Town.
The broken brick kiln had runes densely covered on the ground.
When the old beggar flew up and shattered the brick cave dwelling in Funiu Town, he also completely opened the magic circle here. Today, the brick cave dwelling has been rebuilt, but it still looks dilapidated from the outside.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's me."
The voice is as light as a ghost.
The eldest daughter of the Lin family——Lin Yu.
"This is the ginger tea I brewed. It has an extremely good effect on the emperor's injuries. My dear, you should also take some. It will help your body recover."
Empress Cao Yuqiu, who had fled here, turned sideways and opened the door of the brick cave dwelling to let Lin Yu in. But when she caught a glimpse of the talisman fire ladder in the sky, which was as bright as a shooting star trailing behind, her heart became cold. After all, hadn't she endured three years in this world?
King Xu Yan heard the voice and slowly moved to sit up: "It's Lin Yu, come on, sit down quickly."
Lin Yu knelt on the ground and said in a somewhat self-reproaching voice: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. It's because Yu Jia is too slow to discover Lin Xue's true identity!"
Empress Cao gently lifted up Lin Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a soft voice: "It doesn't matter, even Your Majesty and I didn't notice. Thank you for your hard work these years."
Queen Cao helped Lin Yu up, then sat on the edge of the bed, blew the ginger tea gently, and put it into King Xu Yan's mouth.
"Your Majesty, Zuo Qiuliang..."
After swallowing a sip of ginger tea, Xu Yangxiu's expression improved a little: "What's wrong with Qiu, how is Zuo Taoist?"
The spoon stirred gently in the bowl, and some remaining ginger pieces rolled in the tea, rising and falling. Empress Yuqiu's eyes were filled with sadness:
"Dead."
For a while, everything in the house was quiet.
"Qingmu, do you understand?" Xu Yangchuo sighed, this blow was not a heavy blow. Then his eyes were full of shame, as if he was reprimanding himself for his stupidity: "Qiu, I'm sorry...
.”
After giving her another mouthful of ginger tea, Empress Yuqiu said, "It's okay, it will pass after all..."
Repeat again:
"It's all in the past..."
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Li Chengru, who was still staying in Chang'an City, suddenly woke up, and then jumped onto the roof.
There, the breeze blows in the world.
"After all, can't you hold on?" Li Chengru sat down next to Zuo Qiuliang, who was a little illusory, reached out and took out the apricot flower wine, and just took a sip, and then this old alcoholic who had been drinking for decades looked like he had just learned to drink.
As usual, I was choked and coughed.
Then he handed the wine to Zuo Qiuliang.
Zuo Qiuliang turned around: "Are you serious?"
Only then did the somewhat confused old man realize that he was like this, where could he drink?
"Have you met Xu Qingmu?"
"Yeah." Zuo Qiuliang sighed: "I learned a sentence from a book I liked very much and gave it to the boy. I just felt that copying it would make me look too mediocre, so I only took two of the sentences.
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Li Chengru took another sip of wine and waited patiently for the rest of the story.
"When you are unsure about something, you can ask Qingfeng. Qingfeng is silent and follow your own heart."
"Good sentence."
"Yes, just like that young man, he can walk out boldly with just a wave of his hand——"