Chapter 305 – King of Western Chu (VI)

There were countless lofty mountains stretching away in the Southern Border, and there was someone who flashed past at the peak of one of the mountains in a slapdash manner.

There was always a powerful flying sword following behind that person.

He suddenly stopped at the branch of a sky-high tree at the top of the mountain and raised his head to look.

And that flying sword also stopped its pursuit at the hill before him, hovering in mid-air, trembling slightly, a mediocre-looking middle-aged man stood near the flying sword, similarly looking at the sky, sighing, and then made a Golden Rooster Standing Alone pose, lifting up one foot, bending down to take off that hemp shoe and shaking it.

That Confucian-shirted man who had been whisked all the way from Tai’an City to the deep forests of the Southern Border, laughed out loud and said, ”Deng Tai’ah Deng Tai’ah, Cao Changqing sought his own death, that Western Chu Empress Jiang Si has also left the Western Chu capital city, and before too long, even you will be able to feel the crashing collapse of that great pillar of Western Chu’s qi fortune! At that time, the person who will benefit greatly, in addition to Tantai calm that old bitch instead of me Xie Guanying to steal a part of it, is only Chen Zhi Bao and Zhao Zhu two people only! As long as Chen Zhi Bao has absorbed half of the Western Chu’s qi, I, as the most important person to support the dragon, will see how you, Deng Ta’a, can kill me!”

Not to mention the four great masters of the martial arts evaluation, I’m afraid that amongst the entire fourteen people of the martial arts evaluation, Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai’a belongs to the one who is certainly the least masterful at first glance, but it is precisely such an unimpressive looking middle-aged uncle who has hardened Xie Guanying, the top of the list on the Land Dynasty Immortal Chart, chasing down and killing him in such a lousy manner.

Teng Tai’a put back on his shoes, skimmed his mouth, and said in a bad mood: ”Are you saying that after being ranked as a land deity, a pure martial artist like me will be injured by qi backlash if he personally kills someone who is burdened with qi? Sorry, back then, there was an old Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain who returned to simplicity and truth, and he was slaughtered by me on the occasion of his ascension, and he didn’t give a damn.”

Xie Guan Ying laughed coldly, “How can I be the same as Wu Lingsu of the Heavenly Master’s House?”

Teng Tai’a said with a blank stare, “In my opinion, there really isn’t any difference.”

Xie Guanying laughed, “Then I will wait and see how you fall off the realm!”

Teng Tai’a collected his original slightly casual expression and said with a straight face, “I don’t care who should follow the fate of Heaven to suppress who, or who should follow the Way of Heaven to defeat who, and I don’t care to care to which family or household the world’s fortune has flowed, I don’t care about any of these things. Not to mention witnessing ascension, even if I can become an Earthly Immortal on earth or not, I’m not interested.”

Xie Guan Ying angrily said, “You crazy person! You are even more incomprehensible than that Lu Dongxuan and Li Chungang both!”

Deng Tai’a turned his head to look at the flying sword whose material was no more than ordinary, and laughed cheerfully, “I, Deng Tai’a, have a three-foot sword to accompany me in this life, and that’s enough.”

Xie Guanying obviously felt the monstrous murderous aura, a flash of light, faster than the previous escape like thunder.

The original Xie Guanying’s foot of the hill was already flattened by a sword!

Deng Tai’a did not immediately launch a pursuit, once again raising his head and looking at the unusually low-hanging sea of clouds.

Cao Changqing ah Cao Changqing, Li Chun Gang has gone, Wang Xianzhi has gone, now even you have gone ah.

Deng Tai’a suddenly laughed, one person and one sword swept high into the sky, through the clouds, to the sunlit sea of clouds, Deng Tai’a stood on top of the flying sword.

He raised his head to face that round of golden light in the sky, Deng Tai’a whole person bathed in golden light, stepping on the sword, staring blankly.

Finally, Teng Tai’a gave a thumbs up to the sky and slowly turned to the ground.

Teng Tai’a said aloud, “I, Teng Tai’a, am already in this life, this life has been here, what can you do to me, who dares to come and ask me, Teng Tai’a, a sword?”

No immortal in the sky answered this question.

Xie Guanying on the ground muttered and repeated, “Crazy, Deng crazy …… Cao Changqing is crazy, and you Deng Tai’a are also crazy!”

An official wearing a gold embroidered brocade chicken official patch suit, plate face on the city, is in his prime, can be forty years old, if it is in the away from the Yang dynasty political four calm and stable Yong Hui years, he will certainly be a striking presence, not confused years, will become the second grade of the Ministry of Penal Affairs of the prominent official body, how to count not to raise eyebrows and spit out the gas? His name is Liu Yiyu, Yong Hui eight years of the same jinshi origin, compared to Yin Mao Chun that set of famous Yong Hui spring to the evening a few years, Liu Yiyu talent is not obvious, the family has no name, only a very poetic name only, but Liu Yiyu character but by the Tai’an City flirted with the stubborn stone in the moutain pit, when the Ministry of Criminal Affairs of nearly ten years of the foreign affairs, sat nearly ten years of the bench, and the results of the first year in the Xiang Fu rose in the Langzhong last year to rise as the groom! Then again this spring, in fact, is in three days ago, has just risen to Liyang Ministry of Criminal Secretary, a leap to become a country of autumn officials. In addition to the Ministry of Criminal Justice four divisions, nominally also holds all the Liyang jianghu grass mangled life and death power, secretly responsible for a copper fish embroidered bag issued. Followed by Liu Yiyu together with the characters on the city, everyone hanging copper fish embroidered bags, which became a famous swordsman thirty-six people, knife masters eighteen people, boxing master fourteen people, Liu Yiyu and this set of jianghu masters appeared, close to seventy people, and suddenly let this is not the breath of the spring of the city walkway, and then added a few minutes of the autumn murderous air.

Liu Yijiu a weak scholar, but even if he stood with Wu family sword mound old ancestor, East Vietnam Sword Pond Chai Qingshan and Da Xue Ping Xuanyuan Qingfeng, the aura is actually not inferior.

Wu See stood behind the arrows with his hands folded, his expression grave. Chai Qingshan borrowed the second sword “Green Beaver” from the girl single bait clothes, and stood with his sword, closing his eyes to recuperate. The purple suit sat on the battlements with his arms wrapped around his chest, squinting and looking away.

Liu Yiyu faced three great masters of martial arts who were enough to despise the king and his vassals, and calmly said, “The sixty-eight people of the Ministry of Criminal Justice are willing to fight for a line of opportunity for the three of you, and this official hopes that the three of you will cooperate in good faith, and will never allow that Western Chu Cao Changqing to continue to run amok in my capital.”

Wu see silence, Chai Qingshan gently nodded, only Xuanyuan Qingfeng coldly laughed out loud: “The reason why I shot, just Cao Changqing worthy of my shot, you are also worthy of making me?”

Compared to the other hand of the Shangshu Province is really considered a younger generation of Liu Yiyu expressionless: “As long as Huishan Daxueping is still in my Liyang Jianghu, as long as the sword state is still in my Liyang map, I Liu Yiyu ……”

Not waiting for this this dynasty’s autumn official to finish his words, Xuanyuan Qingfeng propped his hands on his knees, and Chai Qingshan didn’t know when he stood in front of Liu Yiyu, but the latter’s cheeks still appeared to have a bloodstain, and there were hair strands at his temples that drifted down to the ground.

Liu Yiyu did not even go to wipe the wound, reached out and gently pushed away Chai Qingshan, staring at that arrogant and conceited known as the dynasty and field of the beautiful woman, “you can kill me, I can also die, but as long as you Xuanyuan Qingfeng appeared in the city of Tai’an City’s city, as long as the stand in the field of vision of the official, will have to go out of the city to fight. Not I Liu Yi Judge pulled up the Ministry of Justice tiger skin banner to coerce you, not I Liu Yi Judge begging you to help. This city that this official is in, aside from His Majesty the Emperor, there is no one who is indispensable!”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng leaned his body back and tilted his head, for the first time looking at this young Shangshu Lord squarely in the eyes, sneering, “You’re that shabby scholar Liu Yiyuju from Guangling Dao, aren’t you? Could it be that I have misremembered your hometown?”

Liu Yijiu’s eyes were obscure, I don’t know if it’s the deepness of the city that a high official should have, or it’s a scholar’s ability to cultivate his qi, he still didn’t get annoyed, and calmly said, “Roads are different, not the same.”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng smiled, “Oh?”

Standing between Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Chai Qingshan, the old ancestor of the Wu family’s Sword Mound frowned, stretched out a hand, lightly grabbed it, the air thumped, turned his head to the attack of purple clothes that killed at every turn and said in a serious way, “Little ninny, if you don’t change this nature, you can’t be the number one in the world.”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng somehow had to have more respect for this old man, for the East Vietnam Sword Pond’s Chai Qingshan instead was very cross-eyed, after hearing Wu See’s kind reminder, she didn’t comment on it, turning her head to continue to look out of the city at the same time, her body’s qi began to flow dramatically, her qi skyrocketed, and her purple clothes fluttered and hunted. As she sat at the head of the city, she was like a unique scenery of the Jianghu. It seemed that this Jianghu, no one had ever understood what this woman was really thinking, why she suddenly became the Da Xue Ping Xuan Yuan family head, why she had to go to the Guangling River to intercept Wang Xianzhi, why she had to challenge the new Liang King within Tai’an City, and why she had to go out of the city to face Cao Changqing today.

Perhaps she was like a crazy child who had no father or mother, no tutelage and no upbringing, and was unwilling to be reasonable in anything she did. But her cultivation was too high, her climb was too fast, and her opportunities were too good, so there was no one who had the qualifications to be able to make her a gentle woman with red sleeves and a gentle natured lady.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked up at the sky, above her head was a sea of clouds, the entire Central Plains at the moment.

She squinted her eyes, a little sad. She would also like someone, but she didn’t know how to let him know, and it was as if she didn’t dare or want to let him know.

Then let him remember her name, the rivers and lakes, the sands, the temples, and in the future, no matter where he goes, this world will have her deeds spread there!

Since he couldn’t do what her father did when he only liked her mother for the rest of his life, then she would rather not have anything at all.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng suddenly took the lead and swept out of the city, not paying any attention to the cooperation of any Ministry of Justice Copper Fish Embroidered Pouch masters, not to mention her unwillingness to join forces with the two Sword Dao masters of the world, Wu See and Chai Qingshan.

She came to Tai’an City alone, she left Tai’an City alone.

That purple dress once again crashed into Cao Changqing, impassioned, like dying.

Even when Liu Yiyu saw this scene of elegance, she had to be convinced by it.

The world has such a woman, can not let the world a taste of loneliness.

Cao Changqing corner of his mouth curled up, ignoring Xuanyuan Qingfeng’s pounce to kill, a slight smile, gazing at the chess game, “The big dream is not realized, how to know in ordinary life.”

A long time later in the jianghu, in the jianghu almost only Yu Di Long and Gou You Fang two people only, in fact, there is also an unknown ten-year contract.

Every ten years, she will be on time to break out, sitting alone on the roof of Daxueping lack of moon building, wearing purple, from under the osmanthus tree carry out a altar of ten years old osmanthus brew, waiting for a person to go to ten years of the appointment.

After three times, the fourth time, that day heavy rain, he did not find her, she missed the appointment, only a altar resting on the roof of the osmanthus brew, let the rain beat.

Outside the window, the rain is dense and windy, the woman in purple sitting in front of the dresser, the woman in the bronze mirror has vaguely gray hair, see as well as not see.

Her skirt was tied in a small knot, she put an umbrella at her feet that she had treasured for more than forty years, and she fell asleep on the dresser, seemingly dreaming a beautiful dream, and she was smiling.

There was an old guy who was old but not too old, who entered the house without knocking, put away the wet oil-paper umbrella, stood in the doorway and asked with a smile, “It’s raining so hard outside, it’s drowning a lot of fish, want to see it together?”

She slept and didn’t wake up.

Tai’an City side of all people see can be described as absurd scene, that attack purple clearly bumped into the West Chu Cao Changqing, and clearly has been a collision, but Cao Changqing is still sitting in the same place, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng but stood in the distance from the Cao Changqing south of a dozen or so zhang outside the original, as if the old monk into the calm.

Cao Changqing did not look askance, picking up a chess piece from the chess box, landing gently, turning his head and smiling, “It’s time to wake up.”

It seemed like a dream of forty years, Xuanyuan Qingfeng woke up with a jolt, her back facing that green-clothed grand official son, she didn’t know when she had tears streaming down her face.

Without turning around, she stretched, wiped her hands across her cheeks and laughed, “What a good dream.”

Cao Changqing smiled at her words, “That’s good.”

Just as Xuanyuan Qingfeng was hesitating to turn around to thank him, Cao Changqing slowly retracted his eyes and looked back at the chessboard that already had more than ninety pieces on it and smiled, “There’s no harm in me, just don’t follow my example. The sky and the earth are big, that Jiangnan Guangling has a clear wind and bright moon river, that northwestern artichoke Liang has a yellow sand pale and strong gas, first see all of them and then say life and death. Life and death is the first big thing in life, especially when you are young, do not arbitrarily decide, life is not easy to die simple. And between life and death, there is a fate to come and go, people live a life, always live a little more exciting than the grass and trees in the fall.”

Xuanyuan Qingfeng nodded, “I, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, will try my best to let the Western Chu remnants die one less person on the day I am alive.”

Cao Changqing laughed it off.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng swept away.

At the end of that big dream, she clearly knew that she didn’t wake up, or had already died, but she could see that asshole guy with the umbrella, standing alone in the doorway, his lips moving slightly unable to speak, very sad.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, “Old bastard!”

The inexplicable and sudden departure of this purple clothes did not delay Liu Yiyu’s ordering of the Ministry of Penalty’s offerings to go out of the city to kill the enemy.

Sixty-eight experts of the Ministry of Justice and Zhao Hook’s Jianghu who had been urgently summoned to Tai’an City from all over the world joined hands and left the city.

Like a flock of flying birds swept out of the high branches.

Cao Changqing this time landed on the corner of the chessboard, then gently pressed both fingers on the pieces and pushed them forward.

Thus, between Cao Changqing and Tai’an City, between that north and south, a Guangling River-like surging Qi was raised horizontally.

The sixty-eight experts were like crossing the flooded Guangling River, arduous and slow, and there were constantly people whose qi was depleted and fell to the ground.

Chai Qingshan swept out with his sword.

With one sword, he severed that great river of qi.

Cao Changqing picked up the chess piece in his right hand and placed it in his left hand, gently smoothing it across to the right.

There was a surge of sword qi that came out, from left to right.

Cao Changqing again picked up a piece and placed it on the board from top to bottom.

A particularly majestic and spectacular pillar of radiant light fell straight down in the air, from top to bottom.

Between heaven and earth, one horizontal and one vertical, two sword qi.

They struck Chai Qingshan of the East Vietnam Sword Pool and Wu See of the Wu Family Sword Mound respectively.

Cao Changqing didn’t rush to take a flick, gazing at the chess game and muttering to himself, “I, Cao Changqing, also have the Vast Sword.”

Chai Qingshan landed twenty feet north of Cao Changqing with a half broken sword in his hand and a large pool of blood on his chest.

Wu See stood more than ten zhang away in front of Chai Qingshan, his shirt shattered at the shoulder, the old man stretched out his right hand with five fingers in a false grip, in his hand there was like a substantial three feet of snow-white sword qi, and he said in a deep voice: “Cao Changqing, do you really want to finish this game of chess even at the risk of your form and spirit being destroyed?!”

Cao Changqing did not reply.

Liu Yiyu, the Minister of War on the city’s head, pressed his hands on the city’s head, his hands trembling.

As a humble scholar from Guangling Dao, he recognized Cao Changqing, not in Western Chu, but in Liyang, an enemy country of Western Chu, right here in this Tai’an City.

But in Cao Changqing and the Western Chu empress Jiang Si in the first year of Xiangfu came to the capital, in the Ministry of Justice Yamen no one asked for Liu Yiyu only know a chance to meet a faraway Confucian, know that every once in a while into the Kyoto will invite him to drink a drink of wine of the countryside readers, Liu Yiyu can not afford to buy a mansion, only in the southeast of the capital to rent a small building far away from the yard, every time in the years in the doorway of the house, to see the smiling and standing Middle-aged man, Liu Yiyu are particularly surprised and happy. In the official silence of Liu Yiyu like to talk to this elegant senior scholar whining, with this own only know the surname of Mr. Cao spit bitter water, he drunkenly said his seat teacher is that the students all over the world of the first minister of the Lord, obviously he is the first place in that session of the examination, the temple examination article is not to lose that time of the three of the first a. In the end, but only the same scholar, he feels that is the first minister of the Zhang Julu intentionally belittled the scholars in the Guangling, so the The world only knows that Bieye’er has students Yin Maochun Zhao right age Yuan Guo and others, never know him Liu Yiyu, and Zhang Ju Lu, the first minister also never think of himself as his disciple, not to mention regarded as an honored disciple. And that Mr. Cao word for word listened to his test article, laughed that this kind of article, and the young era of Bieye’er like a rut, well versed in the discussion of the taboo high dispersed, the purpose of the taboo empty and far away from the essence of a good article, but it is precisely this, Zhang Shoufu will let you sit with him on the cold bench for many years, so you Liu Yiyi Judge must not be impatient. After that, Liu Yijiu both half is relieved, but also half is dead, peaceful, down-to-earth, head down to do his Ministry of Criminal Justice small officials. But he was completely disheartened that even if the first minister of the Lord’s reputation, he risked universal condemnation to pay a visit to the door, only for the righteousness of teachers and students, but that the first minister of the Lord not only closed the door not to see, and let the concierge to him, “Liu Yijiu who, I Zhang Julu have such a disciple? I can’t remember.” That dusk, Liu Yijiu returned to the humble courtyard, drunk.

But.

But by the time that chief minister died, Qi Yanglong, after he was promoted to minister of the Ministry of Justice, found someone to send him a book of scriptures that was unusual to the extreme, saying only that it was something that had been inadvertently rummaged through from someone’s home.

Liu Yiyu found that the book was sandwiched between two old exam papers that had already yellowed.

But a thousand words of text chapter, there are actually sixteen places totaling more than 500 words of commentary.

At the end of the sentence: “good material out of Guangling, can also be a pillar, I should be cultivated for the country, when I die, when the big use.”

Liu Yiyu’s eyes are moist, trying to open their eyes, standing at the city head, staring at that green shirt.

Mr. Cao, I was born in Great Chu and dare not forget my roots, so I will seek peace in the temple for all Western Chu remnants in the future.

Mr. Cao, I was a student of Zhang Julu and dare not forget my kindness, so I am compelled to stand here today and make an enemy of you.

Cao Changqing suddenly turned his head to look at this Minister of Justice, who had risen through the ranks in the officialdom of Liyang, and smiled slightly, with nothing but relief in his eyes.

Everything is in the unspeakable.

It is better to die a heroic death for a country and a family than to live for the people of the world. Liu Yiyu, you, a scholar, don t learn from me Cao Changqing.

Cao Changqing sat down again, facing the game of chess, without looking at his eyes.

He was silent and motionless.

Heaven and earth resonate.

Heaven and man are oblivious.

In Tai’an City, the madman Sun Yin, who found an excuse not to go to the Yamen today, went out and galloped all the way to the small bookcase of the Supervisor of the Qin Tian Supervisory Office, and then dragged the young man along with him straight to the Hanlin Academy, where he found the only “ten-dan player” of the Liyang Dynasty, Fan Chang Hou, and asked for two boxes of chess pieces, and then chose a windowed room where miscellaneous things were stored, and then pulled Fan Chang Hou and the young Supervisor to squat down in the room. Fan Chang Hou and the young supervisor squatted on the ground and began to review Cao Changqing’s game. The Supervisor was responsible for explaining where Cao Changqing’s “pieces” were placed, and Fan Changhou placed them in order while explaining the mystery of the game. However, the more the game went on, especially after 20 moves, Fan Changhou and the Junior Supervisor said that the “man” who was playing with black was mediocre at chess, and that the previous dozen moves were not bad. The previous dozen or so moves were not bad, but they were also familiar with the relationship between the subtle positions of the older generation of Western Chu players, and according to this person’s standard, not to mention entering the Liyang Chess Waiting for the Imperial Decree, or he Sun Yin could also win the game. Sun Yin, who could not care less about being sneered at, fell into deep thought. Fan Changhou grasped both black and white pieces with one hand and was ready to make a move at any time, and with one hand, he cupped his chin, also frowning tightly.

Sun Yin muttered to himself: “Cao Changqing, as the world’s top official, had his last game of chess, and it was just ‘that’s all’? Facing a mediocre player like that, he was also able to entangle himself to a hundred moves?”

Fan Chang Hou did not say anything.

The young overseer sneered, “You know nothing! Can you see how many moves Blackie has played? Cao Changqing’s opponent was clearly a bad chess basket case who only knew how to memorize, probably a person who had regular access to the Western Chu’s chess waiting for the imperial players, from Li Mi, who in his early years claimed to have made the Western Chu’s chess players call out ‘the heavens above’, to Wang Qingxin, who was recognized as the imperial player who only needed to be allowed to make the first move by Li Mi, and then Gu Lanyin, who was allowed to make almost one move by Wang Qingxin. All the way down, it can be said that western chu chess to wait for the imperial many national players of all the best hand, are that the black person was copied into this game of chess, coincidentally this kind of hodgepodge of irrational play, black and white is actually just the situation of the winners and losers of the balance, so that is simply the white Cao Changqing intentionally for the purpose of it. Otherwise, who under the sky dares to Cao Changqing’s first hand fall Tianyuan? I can’t supervise my grandfather, Huang Longshi can’t, no one can! Pushing back another thousand years, no one can either!”

Sun Yin looked at Fan Chang Hou, who nodded gently.

Sun Yin slapped his forehead and was speechless.

Tai’an City was still shaking more than once.

After every earthquake, Fan Changhou would precisely land her son under the command of the Chintian Supervisor teenager.

Fan Chang Hou suddenly looked up and asked, “It’s almost time to wrap up, aren’t you going to say hello?”

The teenager ignored it and muttered, “Heaven’s opportunity cannot be revealed, I still want to live for a few more years and still want to leave this city to go out and have a look around.”

Sun Yin’s ears are sharp, after hearing this, he couldn’t help but snicker: “You this kid not only has a foul mouth plus owes a beating, but is actually quite slippery.”

The teenager with only a small bookcase nickname sneered, “Kid cat, I don’t even care to talk to you!”

Kid Cat, was an uninspiring nickname that the teenager had given Sun Yin. Splitting Sun’s character and translating c alive.

Fan Chang Hou disrupted the game with a hand and laughed, “Let’s not play this game, Mr. Cao’s chess power is high or low, only the old supervisor and …… only two people can comment on it anyway. As for how Mr. Cao’s chess is outside the game, it’s even more beyond our ability to dictate.”

Sun Yin looked straight at the young man who is now not wearing official clothes but only white clothes, the latter hesitated, glanced out of the window, and finally opened his mouth to say, “The Qi of the Zhao room in Liyang is scattered and quite a lot, if not, I would have long ago run to tell the Queen’s sister. Look at the situation, that Cao Changqing still has signs of dispersing all of his own qi into the Guangling Road, it is really boring, if I had known this, why would I have restored the country ……”

Sun Yin suddenly red eyes angrily shouted, “Shut up!”

Fan Chang Hou also sighed softly, “Little bookcase, stop talking.”

The young man became infuriated and waved his sleeve away.

Sun Yin squatted there, his chin resting on his folded arms, muttering to himself, “Cao Changqing is trying to let Liyang know that ‘he who gains Guangling gains the world’.”

Fan Chang Hou nodded, “It’s a good thing, there will be many fewer deaths in Guangling Dao.”

Sun Yin looked wooden and said, “Sentiment is something that naturally can’t be eaten as a meal, but without sentiment, it’s like stir-frying vegetables without spices, every meal is just white rice with flavorless vegetables, and over time, there’s really nothing to chew on. Some flavors, can make you spicy eyes full of tears, sour teeth straight chattering, bitter liver and gallbladder want to rupture, probably this is sentiment.”

Fan Chang Hou was silent and began to pack up his chess pieces.

Sun Yin asked, “Why do you ridicule those with sentiments?”

Fan Chang queen thought for a moment, “Those who are too smart are not happy to have sentiments. Those who are too naive and stupid cannot do with having sentiments. So both don’t treat this stuff well.”

Sun Yin grinned, “I should be the former.”

Fan Chang Hou slowly put the pieces back into the chess box and smiled, “I should be the latter.”

Sun Yin suddenly had eyes as sharp as knives, “Then Huang Longshi?”

Fan Chang Hou’s face was as normal as he asked in return, “Then Xu Fengnian?”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The point was made, the clouds were light.

The sky shook and the ground moved.

This time the giant earthquake was extraordinarily intense.

The two people inside the house fell to the ground at the same time, then felt a wave of suffocation.

Countless dust splashed down from the roof beams.

Sun Yin simply lay on the ground in a big shape.

Fan Chang Hou continued to pack up his pieces.

Outside Tai’an City, in front of Cao Changqing, the black and white chess boxes, both with only the last piece remaining.

The Wu Family Sword Mound Wu See and the East Vietnam Sword Pond Chai Qingshan had never been able to break through that one zhang distance.

Cao Changqing was always calm.

Tai’an City always shook again and again.

None of the cavalry outside the city could ride on horseback anymore, so how could they charge and kill?

The archers outside the city had their arms twitching and their arrow pouches had no arrows, so how could they throw a rain of arrows?

Chai Qingshan was drenched in blood, even if the green clothes did not deliberately target his sword again and again.

Wu see’s palm is also already bloody and visible white bone.

Chai Qingshan spat out a mouthful of blood and laughed bitterly, ”First I saw Xu Fengyen greet that sword, and then I saw your Cao Changqing’s immovable as a mountain, so this life is pretty much over. Cao Changqing, if you get up and enter the city at this moment, I can no longer stop you, so I won’t be here to block the way.”

Chai Qingshan turned around and slowly walked back to the city gates, his body hunchbacked and showing his old age.

Wu See, who was originally standing between Cao Changqing and the city gate, made way and sighed, “Although I still have the power of a sword, I definitely can’t stop it, my Wu Family Sword Mound has done my best for the Central Plains, so it’s time for me to stand by and watch. After all, keeping the last bit of qi might be of some use in the future.”

As Cao Changqing stopped playing.

Heaven and earth became silent.

Cao Changqing looked at the opposite side with a smile.

The last black disc finally jumped out of the chess box, as if the person holding the black disc was a bit indecisive, swaying around, just refusing to drop it, or rather, not knowing where to drop it.

Cao Changqing leaned forward slightly, flicked the disc with both fingers on one hand, and extended a finger on the other hand, pointing to a certain place on the chessboard, and softly said, “You may as well play here.”

The black disc really landed on that spot.

Cao Changqing put down his hand and smiled without saying a word, as if he had admitted defeat.

More than two hundred black and white pieces hovered densely in the air.

Cao Changqing closed his eyes.

You have won.

But I, Cao Changqing, never feel that I have lost either.

This game of chess is what I, Cao Changqing, am most proud of in my life.

The corner of Cao Changqing’s mouth curled up slightly, and the arm that was holding the piece, the sleeve swung violently.

That chess piece went from south to north, entering the city and rushing straight along that long imperial road, smashing the gates of the Imperial City, the gates of the Palace City, and the gates of the Palace of Wuying.

It wasn’t until it smashed that dragon chair that all the emperors of Liyang had sat on that the chess piece was reduced to pieces.

Cao Changqing opened his eyes, tears streaming down his face, but without the slightest look of sadness, and slowly stretched out a hand forward.

Only at this moment did blood soak through that old green shirt in an instant.

Between heaven and earth there was a breeze.

It blew away the bloody air and also the wind flow.

Cao Changqing’s five fingers began to dissipate, then his arms, his body.

The black and white chess pieces also dissipated.

In the end, that green shirt was no longer seen outside of Tai’an City.

There was no more Cao official son in the world.