On the high-rise building of Changle Fang, the song of Yuhuan ended, and the applause around was thunderous.

People who are immersed in beauty and happiness because of the beautiful music send cheers.

But her delicate and beautiful face showed confusion.

She couldn't feel it.

Nothing can be felt.

Happiness? What does that feel like? She looked enviously at the people who were immersed in joy, hoping to experience happiness, even if only once.

is also a member of the mysterious organization Yaotian in Chang'an, and the lonely and quiet Yi Xing can't help but be moved by the sound of Yuhuan's sister's natural sound, probably because this sound of the pipa can evoke the happiness that people dream of?

Yi Xing was once saved by the "Peony Fangshi" when he was most isolated and helpless, and has worshiped him as a teacher since then.

Playing chess is the way for the master to teach him to abandon pain, detach himself, and control the world.

His victory over Fusang's skilled chess player in front of the empress made him famous overnight, and people either admired or intrigued about the young child.

Only Yi Xing himself is as calm as ever, treating heaven and earth as a chessboard, holding his son and falling into his son, and constantly improving in order to get his father's approval.

"The things of the world are too painful. How can I forget? ”

"Let's play chess."

"Chess, can it replace the world?"

"Yes. Because within the nineteen paths, the universe inhabits. ”

The bruised boy picked up a black piece and placed the chess piece in the center of the chessboard in imitation of his father, who had been peeking at him.

Heaven and earth are unkind, but he does not want to be a dog; As a human being, he also longs for the happiness he deserves, so he can only close his heart to the world of the chessboard.

Time flies. When the blooming season came, the young man came to Chang'an City with his benefactor Peony Fangshi, who saved his life and taught him to play chess.

At that time, the envoy of Fusang met with the empress and took out the precious jade chess pieces to compete with the national players in Chang'an City.

The envoy's chess strength is unexpectedly high, and he has lost several chess games in a row. The empress's smile faded and became grim.

When the ministers felt the empress's anger and cowered, the peony priest recommended the young man.

Looking at the small chess player, people looked at it in disbelief.

If they knew that this was the first time that a teenager had played against a real opponent, they would have been even more shocked.

The Fusang envoy also looked at the young man sitting in front of the chessboard with contempt, and the slightly trembling body.

Hehe, after all, he is still a child who has never seen the world.

But this contempt was soon shocked by the thunderous and gushing chess momentum.

In just one hour, the Fuso envoy was completely defeated.

The chessboard is stained with sweat stains after the long exam, like a battlefield scarred after fighting.

Only then did he understand that the young man was afraid, and he was clearly glad that he finally had an opponent who could compete for victory.

Because of this game, the young man instantly became famous in Chang'an and became a guest of celebrities and nobles.

Soon, rumors spread in the city that the child was a descendant of the English duke.

The first British duke, the founder of the country that everyone knows.

He led the army to absorb the people of the Great Wall who were entrenched outside the fortress at that time, and created the Great Wall guards who guard the border passes today.

The rumors of his life history have made the player's reputation even more legendary.

The boy himself in the whirlpool ignored the talk and remained fully focused on the game.

So far no one has been able to win from him.

"Chang'an City is like a giant chessboard."

The long street with more than a dozen roads is divided into hundreds of squares.

The square square is like the grid of a chessboard. And the magnificent buildings scattered throughout it are the chess pieces on the chessboard.

"You have to remember what this chessboard looks like."

"If you win in this chess game, and keep winning, will you be recognized by your father?"

"That's right."

The young man closed his eyes and followed the guidance of the priest.

In an instant, a certain part of Chang'an City also turned into an isolated place.

He immersed himself in the game of chess for a long time, and also accumulated the power of thunder and storm.

If chess and victory can erase the harsh injustice of the world, can you also be eligible for happiness?

Don't be greedy, don't be invincible.

...

In the desert night, the two who were supposed to be enemies had a fateful contest, and in the clash between swords and swords, some kind of mysterious feelings were growing, which was probably ...... Similar to love or something else?

The once noble King of Lanling lost everything under the twist of fate, and the ruthless imperial iron cavalry trampled through the royal capital, and the seeds of hatred were buried under the ruined walls.

The mysterious old man takes him away and reappears as a slayer that sinks in the dark, with revenge as his only mission.

And the Great Wall will bear all his wrath as a fortress.

In the shadows, the former king will eventually regain everything that belongs to him, even if the road ahead is long, even if the crimson figure will come to stop him.

Drought and war have turned once-prosperous countries into deserts.

Beneath the ruins, buried the forgotten ancient kingdom.

Few people can imagine what the past was like here, but he will never forget it.

King Lanling, once a noble prince, now sneaks into the dark Grim Reaper.

When he was a child, he saw the iron cavalry of the empire trample through the cities of the royal capital.

Parents jumped from the tower, planting the seeds of hatred.

The old man of the mountain took him and trained him to be a killer.

He hides in the dark.

On many occasions, he was hired by powerful people to assassinate messengers for peace talks, provoke fights, and skillfully stir up fear.

However, King Lanling, who abandoned his noble status, never gave up the idea of revenge.

He must use this way to express his past sorrows, otherwise the swelling darkness in his heart will eventually swallow up even himself.

What stood in his way was the Great Wall.

When the Great Wall stands, the empire will not easily fall.

The Great Wall is impregnable, and the only people who can break it down are its guardians.

How many times did the King of Lanling climb that high wall and spy on the secrets in the fortress.

He knew the names and origins of the defenders, their factions and contradictions, and the King of Lanling patiently searched for the fatal weakness and pushed it at the right time.

The Commander fell, the misunderstood traitor absconded, and the guards were leaderless.

The chaos was short-lived, but a split second was enough.

At least, for those barbarians who get the news and are eyeing it. Their assault turned the Great Wall into a hell of blood and fire.

One person against one country, how absurd, and how simple.

He repeats this trick, spreading death.

Fear breeds, and the garrison of the Great Wall is toyed with.

Until one night, the edge of another sword pierced the darkness.

"It's you, ghost!"

Ah, that traitor, haven't you left yet? was so unwilling, and ...... Woman?

King Lanling smiled.

It's okay, it's boring to win all the time.

"Where the blade is marked, is the territory."