The power of the three killing machines of heaven, earth and man is undiminished, the cloud and the sky turn into a sword, the dragon and snake rise to land, and all living beings are killed. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Dong Rusheng's soul was scattered, and he fled frantically, howling in his mouth, begging Chen Yuan to spare his life.

In the office, when Fang Qian saw Dong Rusheng's appearance, he couldn't help pouting and said disdainfully: "I was so arrogant before, but now I am like a lost dog, and I can't live in fear." ”

Chen Yuan's eyes were slightly downcast, and he said softly: "If you beg for mercy, you will become my slave in this life, are you still willing to surrender?" ”

The voice in the office was very soft, but it was grandiose to Dong Rusheng's ears.

Dong Rusheng heard a god-like question, although he was frightened, he still knew in an instant that this was the voice of Boss Chen, and immediately shouted: "I am willing, I am willing!" ”

He immediately forgive: "The younger generation has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he collides with the immortal, and I hope that the seniors will forgive their sins and give the younger generations a chance!" ”

"As long as the seniors are willing to forgive the juniors, don't say that you want the juniors to be slaves, even if you want to be a cow or a horse!"

Hearing the other party begging for mercy like this, Chen Yuan sighed and said to Fang Qian: "I often hear that ancient scholars have a strong backbone, including the people I have seen, those famous historical figures, all of them are the best among people. ”

"In the first Shang Dynasty, Uncle Boyi died without eating Zhou Su; Su Wu of the Han Dynasty, 90 years of sheep herding in Beihai; Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty did not bend his waist for five buckets of rice. ”

"Chen Qingzhi of the Southern Dynasty, his body is weak and difficult to open a bow and crossbow, when the Northern Wei Dynasty was in civil strife, Chen Qingzhi's seven thousand white robes crisscrossed thousands of miles, and he must conquer the battle, and after the First World War, the Northern Dynasty talked about Chen Color."

"The Jin soldiers of the Song Dynasty broke Bianliang, and Li Ruoshui was martyred; At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, Wen Tianxiang calmly took justice. ”

"Nanming Shi Kefa, Ma Shiying, Chen Zilong, Feng Menglong, Zhang Huangyan........ I can't see the literati spirit in him, but I can only see the scholarly spirit. ”

Fang Qian shook his head: "Three hundred years ago, the literati had broken their backbones, and until the end of the Republic of China, there were even great Confucians who insisted on leaving braids, and I don't know where the bullshit atmosphere came from, it was a symbol of shame, how could they still be proud?" ”

Chen Yuan snapped his fingers, the three killing machines stopped, lingering between heaven and earth, Dong Rusheng knelt down tremblingly, his face was distorted, and he looked flattering and flattering, which was simply different from the posture in the Dong family at the beginning.

He failed the imperial examination that year, and was taken to cultivate by Tianzi No. 2, which was a chess piece that was thrown away, but he didn't expect it to make him cultivate to the realm of human immortals.

Hundreds of years of dedication to practice, the realm of the state of mind is still the original scholar, see the master want to compete with the low, if you win, you should be complacent, if you lose, you will try your best to slander and abuse. In the name of a literati, cultivating the realm of immortals, and doing something bullshit.

He originally thought that he had the chance to win, but he didn't know that his words and deeds were seen by Chen Yuan, and he secretly thought that his clever chess skills were just like a child's frolicking in the eyes of the other party, and he could lift the chessboard with a wave of his hand.

No matter what the era, not all literati have an indomitable backbone, they are more of a wall-to-wall grass, dynastic changes, they always lean towards the advantageous position, and offer their best abilities to the new lord, so that the higher authorities will feel that they are still useful, and leave them alive.

is still alive, with their old fritters, can't they return to the top? All they were waiting for was the moment when the dragon in the chair had taken a nap and he could take a few more steps forward.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan couldn't help but feel a little bored with Dong Rusheng, thinking that it would be better to go down and poke him to death with one finger. But when I thought that Tianzi No. 2 fell at will, I may not be able to play chess everywhere, whether I use it or not, just feel free.

The Dong family's assets are not small, after all, they are second only to the existence of the eight families in the capital, and they are still relatively influential in all walks of life, unlike themselves, their influence is only limited to the high-level, and they are the high-level of the cultivation world. The government's attitude towards itself is at least that the national security is deliberately showing goodwill and does not want to be an enemy. I sent Zhenyue and Kunwu before, that is, I owed two favors, no matter how big or small, if there was a conflict, I would always keep some hands.

But it's really hard to say about other departments, although they are all chickens and dogs in their own eyes, and they don't have to be responsible for them, but it's better to have fewer troubles, and sometimes the gray forces are better than the white forces.

Chen Yuan's finger drew a circle on the Tiangong map, and Dong Rusheng, who was far away in the sky, suddenly felt three murderous surges, his heart was horrified, his whole body trembled, and he yelled, kowtowing again and again and begging Chen Yuan to spare his life.

Surrounded by three killing machines, suddenly a chaotic finger fell in the dark, drawing a circle, and the heaven and earth killing machines suddenly dissipated, and in the humane killing machines, countless white-clothed monks got up and made a gesture towards the void

The three killing intent subsided, and three black lights turned back in the darkness, heading around Dong Rusheng's head, wrapping one around his forehead, one around his neck, and one around his waist.

Although Chen Yuan waved the three killing forces away, since the three killings had been initiated, how could he say that they would disperse? These three black qi are transformed by the three killing machines, and the qi is pulled by the underworld, and is planted into Dong Rusheng's primordial god by Chen Yuan's mana, if the latter has half a bit of two hearts, the three killing machines will explode, and he will be able to destroy his form and spirit in an instant, and his soul will be scattered.

Dong Rusheng's face was bloodless, although the three killing machines were not the flow of the blood oath, but the terrible one was even more blood oath, and the blood oath still had a way to escape, these three killing machines were transformed by the luck of heaven and earth, and they were entangled with their own primordial gods in the dark, not maggots of tarsal bones, but they had been directly integrated, and there was no possibility of getting rid of them.

Chen Yuan said lightly: "What should your Dong family do in the future, you don't need me to teach you, right?" ”

"Yes..... It's...."

Dong Rusheng trembled, Chen Yuan flicked his fingers, and Dong Rusheng, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly felt an irresistible force dragging him and walked towards the direction of the capital at an extremely fast speed.

Yuan Shen retreated, in the hall of the Dong family, Dong Rusheng's body, which was originally sitting cross-legged, trembled violently, only to see a spiritual light falling, Dong Rusheng suddenly opened his eyes, wow, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell on his back.

"Ancestor! Ancestor! ”

Dong Guowei and Dong Banchi hurriedly went up to support Dong Rusheng, the latter was angry, his whole body spasmed, three black lights loomed in the center of his eyebrows, and the other two people who saw it were terrified.

"Help me up...."

Dong Rusheng gasped slightly, adjusted his state, and saw the chessboard in front of him, but the whites were scattered all over the ground, and the blacks were all over the chessboard. In the dark, a piece of luck floated out of his skull, and Dong Rusheng's realm suddenly plummeted, almost falling into the realm of human immortals.

He watched his luck being drained away, and when he thought of what he had seen before, his heart was mixed, but he suddenly burst into tears.

A human immortal became like a three-year-old child, Dong Rusheng's eyes were blank, and he scolded himself for being confused.

"National prestige..... You listen...... From today onwards, my Dong family, only that one horse leader is Zhan...... Don't be disobedient....."

Dong Rusheng's tone trembled, and his voice was full of despair.