"Zhicai's skills, that's it."

Xi Zhicai is confident and indifferent, and his modest and (bī) personality is really what people want to think when they see it... Blow it.

"Heaven and Earth Chaos: Your exclusive talent skill can consume self (shēn) spiritual power to pull the target's consciousness. You can perform a behavior decision against the target before performing Consciousness Traction. When your judgment is consistent with the target behavior, you will consume a lot of mental power for consciousness traction. When your judgment is inconsistent with the target behavior, you can choose to consume a certain amount of life force, change the trend of the target behavior, and at the same time consume a lot of mental power for consciousness traction. ”

曹 (cāo) reacts first when he sees this skill.

It's to pinch yourself and see if it hurts.

This skill has already involved the level of being able to control people's hearts.

In other words, as long as the drama is willing.

He can interfere with anyone's decisions with his own will.

And in the previous battle in the grass chessboard, Mr. was also using his natural skills to interfere with his own combat thinking.

It's scary to think about.

Cao (cāo) really has to admire Xi Zhicai this time, with the strength of Mr., now here, but he has yielded.

However, Cao (cāo) is very confident that his future self will not be wronged by Xi Zhicai.

Now he is a dormant Jiao in the shallows, waiting for the wind and rain to come.

As soon as the wind and rain come, it can turn into a dragon and take off.

"(cāo) I am willing to treat the king with a national soldier, and I hope that the king can help (cāo) with sincerity."

Cao (cāo) took Xi Zhicai's hand.

This kind of action, which will appear to be very numb in later generations, at this time, is just a gesture of affection and attention.

"Don't blame him, sir, I didn't believe Mr. before, it was the fault of (cāo)."

曹 (cāo) is very honest.

bluntly told Xi Zhicai what he thought before.

In front of such people, there is no need to lie and be hypocritical.

曹 (cāo) doesn't believe that he can't see through it.

And being honest with each other may be able to gain more favor and trust.

"It's just that Mr. has this talent, if you need to consume life force, I hope Mr. will use it less."

Cao (cāo) thought about it for a while, and then opened his mouth to tell Xi Zhicai.

"This kind of talent that involves the consumption of life force is really too hurtful, if it weren't for the life and death of Mr., (cāo) would still look forward to Mr. and put the body first."

Although this kind of thing is not actually in the hands of Cao (cāo).

After all, the skill is on the drama Zhicai (shēn), and how to use it is only the choice of the drama Zhicai.

However, since Xi Zhicai is willing to defect to himself, he also believes that he is also willing to use this natural skill at some critical times in order to prove his worth.

And people who have this natural skill can greatly reduce their lifespan.

Cao (cāo) also knew, that is, his idol Huo Quai.

The so-called Heavenly Jealous Talents are actually just these Chosen People, who overuse their innate skills to interfere with the trajectory originally set by the Heavens, or they consume their own lives and become part of the Heavenly Dao.

There was once an interesting saying.

That is, these geniuses who have natural skills that need to consume their lifespans are actually messengers of heaven, and their fate trajectories are all aimed at changing the world, and most of them eventually died in their prime.

The laws of the world are so realistic.

What you have to gain, then what you have to give.

These geniuses just have the key to exchange directly with the heavens.

Whether this key is a blessing or a curse for their lives, no one can say.

"Zhi Cai."

Xi Zhicai smiled and nodded, expressing his gratitude for Cao (cāo) recognition and concern.

But ah.

You bad old man, you're so bad!

If I can win the game in one fell swoop, do you think I use it or not?

Hi.....

Xi Zhicai smiled self-deprecatingly.

Didn't you just take a fancy to Cao (cāo), be pragmatic and not cheating, put merit and strength first, and be able to use the advantage of being a poor person?

There is a give-and-take.

With Liu Bei's family, the brothers and nobles should stand for a while, welcome to celebrate the difference.

The Cao (cāo) family is much more prosaic.

Cao (cāo) and Xi Zhicai are both understanding people, so naturally they don't need to say too much.

They returned to their positions, and the two of them continued to change into the normal Go board and tea as usual.

Started to have a stubble without a stubble.

"Eh, Mengde, you've lost again."

"Mengde, you are in this step, but unfortunately you can't win."

"Tut-tut, Mengde, your level is not enough."

"Mengde, Mengde."

Xi Zhicai's voice echoed in the courtyard.

At night, it will also be accompanied by the sleep of 曹 (cāo), which has become a kind of yang weird taunting spell (yīn).

曹 (cāo) is waiting for the wind and rain to come.

And the heroes of this world.

And how many people are waiting for the coming storm like Cao (cāo)?

I don't know how many.

But there are definitely more than just a few.

Luoyang in the present (rì).

On the surface, it is still peaceful and peaceful.

At least now there is a lot less suffering from war, the Yellow Turban Rebellion has also been decided, and now there are scattered remnant uprisings in various places, but they have also been easily suppressed.

Han Empire.

A scene full of vitality and continuing to grow.

Yuan Shao, who was on the city wall, looked at the scenery of Luoxia, and his indignation naturally arose.

"The eldest husband should kill all the enemies in the world and feast all over the world."

With his hands propped up on the city wall, he leaned out half (shēn) as he watched the scene beyond Luoyang.

He believes.

I have a rì and I can truly be what I want to be.

Become a real powerhouse.

He wants to tell the world.

He Yuan Shao will always be the best and most respectable person.

He Yuan Shao, willing to be the first in the world, willing to be a model in the world!

"It's going to start again."

In another place, Yuan Shu sat in a corner of the city wall, holding a small wine jug in his hand, which was very exquisite.

It was his turn to come with the Yuan Shao brothers.

This is considered a vacation for the elders in the family to let them come on vacation, and it is a real practice.

So they don't have anything to do (qíng).

He brought a bottle of wine every day to quench his thirst, and then watched Yuan Shao from the corner looking at the scenery there.

Alas.

It's been a few days, a few times.

Yuan Shu was bored, stood up, and watched the scenery with Yuan Shao.

I have to say that the scenery is still extremely magnificent.

The Luoshui outside Luoyang is also dyed with a layer of red under the sunset, but it is blurred with the ripples of the water (dàng).

There are not many pedestrians in and out of Luoyang, and fast horses are getting more and more attention.

Not really.

A team rushed from a distance and quickly approached the city gate of Luoyang.

Look at the scale and the attire, and you know that it is here to convey the message.

in this direction.

I don't know where the yellow turban thief is making trouble.

Yongzhou? Liangzhou? Or the Taoists of that part of Hanzhong? Are those also Taiping?

Yuan Shu didn't know.

He only knew that he was waiting for an opportunity, just like Yuan Shao.

Although the two brothers are not very compatible, they are both members of the Yuan family.

There are also agreements between them.

No matter where they go in the future, the two will not follow the same path and style.

As for why?

He is a dignified son of the Yuan family, and he needs to explain to others?

Yuan Shao is capable, but he is not worthy!

Yuan Shu thought in his heart, while recognizing Yuan Shao's strength and character, he was also despising his (shēn) share.

Suddenly, a hand reached out to him.

Seems to be asking him for his flask.

looked at this hand, but Yuan Shao, who was looking at the troops who returned to Luoyang with a serious face.

Hum.

Hypocrisy!

Yuan Shu cursed in his heart, and (shēn) body honestly handed the small wine jug to Yuan Shao.

Go back to your little corner and stay there.

Yuan Shao raised his head and took a sip of wine.

His eyes squinted at the slanting sun.

The drink trickled down the corners of his mouth.

He is not as elegant as he is ping, but much more arrogant.

Not sure why.

Every time he faces Sunset, he is always full of confidence and pride (qíng).

Droplets of water condensed by wine fall down.

It dripped on the shoulders of the rider who was about to enter the city, but the rider was bold and entered the city with a gown.

The droplets of water dripped down, causing him to frown.

"Niang Xipi."

"It's good that it's not a doll peeing on the city walls."

Sun Jian muttered twice, accepted the inspection of the city guards, and led the horse into Luoyang.

When he returned to Luoyang this time, he brought back big news.

Bian Zhang and Beigong Boyu are dead!

"Zhang, then the years of domination."

When Sun Jian and Zhang Wen talked about the rebellion of Beigong Boyu before, they focused on Bian Zhang and Han Sui.

At the beginning, it was indeed the Qiang Beigong Boyu rebellion, and Li Wenhou, Song Yang and others set up a rebellion team, but at that time, Bian Zhang and Han Sui were not this name.

Bian Zhang's name was Bian (yǔn), and he was engaged in the Liangzhou Overseer, and Han Sui was named Han Yue at the time, and he was engaged in Liangzhou.

After the rebels captured Jincheng County and killed Taishou Chen Yi, the two kidnapped unlucky shēn became the real rebel leaders and changed their names.

Now Han Sui has joined other rebel leaders, and the family is dominant.

Occupied Liangzhou.

Although this also means that there is no war for Sun Jian.

Because Han Wen asked that old fox, he would definitely not make a fuss now.

He will also wait for the time.

After Sun Jian came back this time to deliver the news, he planned to apply to return to the south.

Because of last year's conquest battle, he was temporarily transferred to Zhang Wen to join the army, but he also offended Dong Zhuo, and returned to Luoyang in disgrace without fighting a few battles.

Now that Han Sui has merged Beigong Boyu and others, and expressed his sincerity to the imperial court, Liangzhou can be regarded as stable.

Dong Zhuo either returned to the DPRK or returned to Liangzhou to continue his development.

Anyway, he was able to free up his hands to settle accounts with his autumn queen.

Although Sun Jian is reckless, he is not stupid, and it is naturally unnecessary to stay here.

Hearing that there was a Yellow Turban remnant in Changsha, Sun Jian thought about applying to go to Changsha to quell the chaos.

And the protagonist of the message he wants to convey.

At this time, he was sitting alone in the palace (diàn) of Chang'an City.

Han Sui sat alone in the somewhat dark hall (yīn).

I drank a pot of wine by myself and drank it slowly.

Other people drink alcohol is a commodity.

He drank with (tiǎn).

He felt more and more like an old dog.

No, or like an old fox.

"Brothers, rest in peace."

Han Sui patted his leg.

He accepted the edict of the imperial court, and was able to occupy the palace (diàn) of the western capital of Chang'an.

This kind of life seems to be a bit lonely.

He himself could not have imagined that in just a few years, he would be able to sit here and taste wine alone.

In the first year of Zhongping, he entered Kyoto to do business and persuaded He Jin to kill the eunuchs, but he failed to return.

I thought that although I was famous, no one really listened to my opinion.

But he didn't expect to be coerced by the rebels, taken hostage, and pushed out as the leader of the scapegoat.

So be it.

But people can't live their lives in such a mess.

Since it is reversed, the name of the anti-thief has been confirmed, so why not completely reverse it?

The ambition in his Xizhou celebrity Han Yue, (xiōng), and the talent of 浑 (shēn) can be displayed.

The buckle of the anti-thief hat made him really let go of himself, only he couldn't think of it, he couldn't do it without him, he didn't have to worry about the thoughts of the court, he was his own master, and he could decide his own direction.

However, it is far from enough.

There are also old guys such as Beigong Boyu, Li Wenhou, and Bian Zhang.

They threaten themselves, or rather, they make themselves feel less free.

So Han Sui set up a situation to destroy them.

Now, I found that I was lonely.

Gently shaking the liquor in his wine glass, Han Sui stared at the liquor in a daze.

But loneliness is loneliness.

Who can understand this kind of freedom and happiness?

His smile grew more and more deformed, like the smirk of an old fox.

He took a letter from his sleeve.

The letter came from nowhere and appeared out of thin air in the corner of his (chuáng) couch.

He opened the envelope and read it slowly.

This is not the first time he has read it.

But he was still watching carefully.

He's not looking at the content, he's trying to remember the words, and he's going to remember what those words look like.

to ensure ......

The next time he saw it somewhere else, he would recognize it at first sight.

The sound of laughter wafted out from the palace (diàn) of Chang'an.

The maids standing outside the window waiting to serve all felt a chill in their necks, from their feet to the heavenly spirit cover.

...............................................

Heroes in the world are lonely, and they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and rain.

The storm is coming, in this quagmire of chaos.

How many dragons can really take off and become real dragons is unknown.

It was a magnificent time.

It's also a wonderful time.

However, this does not mean that this era can only be dominated by tragedy and (yīn) intrigue.

I have to say.

In this important season of pretending (bī), there are always some people who choose to be a critic.

"Scissors, rock, paper!"

The quiet Taiyuan County Mansion was shattered by the sudden hilarious noise and had nowhere to put itself.

A group of people gathered in the government hall, where they went into battle shirtless, and made serious gestures.

"Eh, Brother Chen, you've lost again!"

Xun You rolled his sleeves proudly, and he won Chen Chen again.

"Sir, this is a game you taught us personally, but you haven't won a game yet."

Liu Beipan sat on the side and told Chen Chen a very real question with a smile.

From the beginning of the game to the present, Chen Chen has lost every hand.

There are fewer people one-on-one, and he loses.

When there are many people rowing together, he is the first to go out.

This game is taught to you by Chen Chen today, it is simple and interesting, and it naturally quickly allows everyone to participate.

Liu Bei is afraid that he will become the biggest winner of today.

He got 27 off and won 27.

Chen Chen is afraid that he will become the biggest loser today.

He went off every hand, he lost every hand.

Winning or losing is not without bets, the loser has to ask for a jar of wine, and Chen Chen will at least export it to a wine cellar.

"It's too hard for me."

Chen Chen had a bitter face.

This group of people is indeed the genius of this era.

I am like an ordinary candidate who recklessly entered Tsinghua University and Peking University by relying on his college entrance examination scores.

I originally thought that I had mastered the mystery of learning, and I could occasionally pretend to be a cow.

In the end, it was found that there were eight people in a dormitory, and seven of them were competition students.

All of them are escorts, and only they rely on their own recklessness.

When I really started to take classes and receive education, I found that I only deserved to be abused, and since then I have enjoyed the fear of being dominated.

Chen Chen, who never believed that his IQ was problematic, began to doubt this problem.

Some people say that rock-paper-scissors is a game of luck?

"Wouldn't anyone really be lucky enough to win a handful of them?"

"No, it won't! No way! No way! ”

Guo Jia leaned into Chen Chen's ear, (bī) (bī) lai lai, (yīn) yang weird.

Since quitting Wushisan, he has been a human being again.

Now he was also released by Guo's mother and let Chen Chen watch it.

If he made another mistake, Guo's mother authorized Chen Chen to be beaten to death.

"Smack!"

Chen Chen slapped Guo Jia on the back of the head.

"Eh, there was a fly flying behind you just now, I'll help you get rid of it, don't thank me."

continued to guess with Xun You casually, Chen Chen didn't look at Guo Jia who was squatting on the ground and pouting.

He's going to win today!

Guo Jia squatted and watched Chen Chen's battle.

He had a deep grudge in his heart.

Recently, after he finally lifted his (jìn) foot, Chen Chen has been saying this sentence in his ear since he came out.

"Wouldn't there really be someone who was about to be crowned and would be tied up at home by the old lady and hung and beaten, right? Even the (pì) thighs are swollen? ”

"No, no, no."

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat Chen Chen, Guo Jia would have thought about fighting with Chen Chen at the gate of Guo's mansion.

Now that I have just learned how to do it, I am going to be beaten.

It's really only allowed the state officials to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps!

In his own words, that's what...... Yes, double standard dogs.

Curled up on the ground, Guo Jia craned his neck and looked into the circle.

Every time Xun You won Chen Chen, the corners of his mouth opened a point.

The more he grinned, Chen Chen didn't win a single one, but he was so happy.

Chen Chen is unlucky, his heart (qíng) is good.

has the same feeling as Guo Jia, as well as Mao Jie.

Alas.

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same, I just think they are noisy.

Mao Jie sat alone at the table, carrying a red pen and continuing to deal with documents and affairs, busy with government affairs, please don't disturb.

In addition to dealing with the soreness of his neck, he moved around, and looked at Chen Chen's green face, and he felt (shēn) feel comfortable.

Spiritual Victory Method.

But that's it.

Mao Jie gave himself a name for his own method of enlightenment, and he thought it was very good.

In this noisy Taiyuan, I don't know how many real dragons are hidden, and I don't know which one is the loach that fishes in troubled waters.

The wind and clouds in the sky above Dahan are moving.

Flowers bloom and fall, clouds roll up, there is a fixed number of heaven and earth, and so do people.

The forces that envelop the world seem to have changed.

The sky is full of stars, and it is about to reach the brightest era.