Blue Bird looked at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu said: "Don't look at me, it has nothing to do with me. ”

Tong Yan looked at the blue bird.

The blue bird said, "Don't look at me, it has nothing to do with me." ”

Hearing this, even Jing Jiu looked at the blue bird.

This is the fantasy world in the blue sky, and everything is related to you.

The blue bird said: "I am a spirit, not a rule. ”

This sentence has a vague meaning, she didn't say it thoroughly, leaving it to Jing Jiu and Tong Yan to ponder for themselves.

Jing Jiu did not express any further opinions on this matter, and said to Tong Yan: "Go on." ”

Whether it is to break the catastrophe or survive the catastrophe, face or give up, that is Mo Gong's own choice.

When he dropped the black piece earlier, a lightning bolt fell from the sky, and it was Tong Yan's turn.

Tong Yan looked into the depths of the wind and snow, was silent for a while, and grabbed a white chess piece with three fingers and placed it on the chessboard.

The blue bird walked to the chessboard, picked the white piece with his right paw, corrected the position, and complained, "Why are you still as stupid as you were when you were a child?"

Tong Yan said expressionlessly: "If I'm stupid, then what are you?"

It was obvious that Tong Yan and Blue Bird had known each other before, and they were very familiar, Jing Jiu didn't care, picked up a black chess piece and put it down.

Childish face.

Jing Jiu fell again.

The two hands kept falling.

The number of pieces on the board gradually increased.

The bluebird walks among them, with light steps, as if dancing.

It's a beautiful picture.

But outside of Echo Valley, those practitioners in the real world can't see it. They also couldn't see the snow falling in the palace, and the thunder and lightning that fell from time to time. They can only see what the bluebird sees. Obviously, this was deliberately done by the blue bird, and she didn't want Mo Gong's encounter with the Heavenly Tribulation to be known by people outside, especially Bai Zhenren.

The cultivators in the real world knew that the situation in the capital of Chu was tense. But in the past ten days, they have seen all the changes in the world in the Qingtianjian, the vicissitudes of life, and the changes in the king's flag at the head of the city, these things have hardly affected their mood, they just want to watch this game of chess.

Only occasionally they heard a low and suppressed rumbling sound from the depths of the picture, which made them a little curious about why there was thunder on such a snowy day?

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The game of chess between Jing Jiu and Tong Yan is not the same as the game on the chessboard mountain back then.

That game of chess is called an earth-shattering game, because the two sides are awe-inspiring on the chessboard, and every time a piece falls, heaven and earth will give birth to induction, wind and rain, thunder and lightning.

Today, there are snowstorms and thunderstorms in the palace, but the chess game itself is extremely stable and relaxed, and it can even be called indifferent.

No one can say what water tastes like, and few people can taste the beauty of this game.

Jing Jiu and Tong Yan fell casually, and the people outside Echo Valley looked dazed, unable to understand what they were doing at all.

Only the finch girl stared at the picture in the sky, her little face was slightly red, and her body shook slightly, like drinking spirits.

After a few moments, her face turned pale again, as if she had drunk too much wine and wanted to vomit.

She is the first in several consecutive Meihui chess battles, recognized as the strongest in chess, and only she can understand the chess of Jing Jiu and Tong Yan.

She was shocked to find that Jing Jiu and Tong Yan's chess strength was far better than back then.

Xiang Wanshu smiled bitterly and was speechless, thinking that he was also a chess player, but today he could only judge the current situation by the reaction of the finch girl, which was really ridiculous.

Many cultivators also reacted, and after Jing Jiu and Tong Yan fell into chess, they no longer thought in vain, but looked at Que Niang for the first time.

Outside the Echo Valley, I saw countless heads turning back and forth between the sky and the Bird Niang, and the picture was somewhat similar to the Meihui chess battle back then, but it was more funny and interesting.

The chess game in the snow pavilion has entered the middle and late stages, and the reaction of the finch girl is getting less and less, and it is difficult for people to judge the situation from her expression.

She stared at the picture in the sky, her nose slightly open, obviously nervous, her face turned from pale to reddish again, and her eyes changed from melancholy to determination.

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The eunuchs were still waiting for news.

The Cangzhou dead soldiers outside the palace and the spies mixed in the crowd are also waiting for news.

The palace is closed and empty.

In the wind and snow, Liu was ten years old holding an umbrella and looking at Mo Gong in the square.

He didn't know what His Majesty was calling him to see, but since he was the only one in the palace, he would come and see.

The man in black is indeed very strong, and his realm is unfathomable, if he wants to be unfavorable to His Majesty, he can't stop it, and he is afraid that he will be killed in just two moves.

The question is, what are you doing standing in the snow? Aren't you an idiot?

Liu was ten years old and thought that he had forgotten a lot of things, and he was also an idiot, and he couldn't help but feel some sympathy for him.

Of course, Mo Gong is not an idiot, he is the person with the highest realm in this world, and he is also the most intelligent and benevolent person in this world.

Wisdom is a good thing, and righteousness is a good thing, but with both, sometimes the choice becomes extremely difficult.

Mo Gong is now faced with such a choice, which is why he has been silent for so long.

He came to the palace of Chu today at the invitation of King Jing's son, and at the same time, he also wanted to help Shaoyue.

The general trend of the world has been determined, and the three kingdoms of Qin, Zhao and Chu are the strongest.

If the three countries can maintain the current balance of power, it will be difficult for the war to resume and the hundreds of millions of Lebanese people will be able to live in peace. The State of Qin and the State of Zhao did not need to worry, the violent prince and the gloomy and terrifying Nine Thousand Years Old would not make any mistakes, but the idiot emperor of the State of Chu made him a little uneasy.

He was worried that the Emperor of Chu was not really an idiot.

Sure enough, just when the situation in the Chu State was at its most stable, the idiot emperor suddenly issued an order to order the prince of King Jing to enter Beijing.

Is this risking civil war to take advantage of the chaos to regain power?

Such a means can be said to be bold and crazy, where can an idiot do it?

So, he came with a body full of wind and snow, and wanted to kill this emperor for the sake of the world.

Who would have thought that at this most critical moment, he suddenly realized a trace of heaven.

At that time, the bluebird flew in the sky, leaving some messy paw prints on his heart and on the snow.

He looked up at the sky and vaguely saw another world.

The gray, snowy sky didn't seem real, it seemed to be ...... Can be slashed with a sword?

At the moment when this thought was born in Mo Gong's heart, the snow sky began to thunder.

He is now faced with a choice.

Draw your sword to the sky.

Still is.

Turn around and kill the king.

He knew that in the snow pavilion on the side of the palace not far away, the emperor and the prince of King Jing were playing chess.

Thunder and lightning were falling from the snowy sky, and the loud rumbling sound was endless.

Some of the lightning was like a pillar, some like silk, and it fell around him, and the snow melted, and the exposed bluestone was scorched black, bursting out of stone chips and giving birth to cracks.

Mo Gong held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and his eyes gradually became resolute.

Seeing this scene, Liu Shisui stopped staying, turned around and left.

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The Snow Pavilion chess game has entered the final stage.

Liu returned to the pavilion with an umbrella and shook his head at Jing Jiu.

The wind and snow disappeared suddenly, and the thunder and lightning did not regenerate.

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, picked up a chess piece and put it on the chessboard, and said, "I won." ”

The snow palace was silent.

The same is true outside Echo Valley.

Tong Yan looked at him quietly, not seeing any joy in his eyes, only a trace of tiredness and regret.

Jing Jiu rarely has such emotions.

What is it about him that wears out?

And for whom do you feel sorry?

Shoes squeak in deep snow.

Mo Gong walked into the palace gate.

Tong Yan sat in a wheelchair, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jing Jiu looked at the chessboard and said a word.

Everyone knows that he said this sentence to Mo Gong.

"Later, when you look back, I hope you don't regret your choice. ”

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(Every time I write an important plot, I'm always afraid that I can't write well, and I don't even dare to write, but I write and write, especially after constantly and extravagantly cutting off a large part of the plot and making adjustments, in the end I will be satisfied with it. ）

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