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Chapter 249: Is It Worth It?

In the depths of the Hundred Kingdoms, a meandering stream flows slowly, and beside the stream there is a stone table and several stone benches.

On the stone bench, a middle-aged man in a plain gray robe sat quietly. On the stone table, two glasses of wine were placed, which looked comfortable and serene.

At this moment, an imperial power came from afar and descended here, making the entire stream stand still.

With the coming of this surging imperial might, Nangong Han's figure descended on this peaceful place. Although he is a little embarrassed, he is still domineering and extraordinary, showing the color of an emperor.

"The emperor is here, there is only a glass of turbid wine, please forgive me."

The middle-aged man sitting on the stone bench raised his eyebrows slightly, and stretched out his hand to invite the plain and hoarse voice.

"Lonely, I don't understand, do you deserve this?" Nangong Han slowly fell to the ground, put away his vast imperial power, and said as he stared at the middle-aged man with his eyes.

The middle-aged man smiled lightly, a hint of complexity flashed on his cold face, and he nodded and whispered, "It's worth it." ”

"You could have left here to find the vastness of the world. But you bind yourself. A hundred years ago, you were undefeated, and you were not defeated. ”

Nangong Han thought that when he fought with a middle-aged man a hundred years ago, he was only outside the sky and did not affect all beings in the world. However, that battle can be described as earth-shaking and shocked the heavens and the earth.

At the most tense moment, the middle-aged man had the opportunity to leave this world, but in order to stay, he was willing to be deprived of his mind by the Heavenly Dao and lingered in the Red Dust Avenue.

In this regard, Nangong Han was very puzzled, although he was only a wisp of the Heavenly Dao's incarnation, but he also carried a wisp of the charm of his true body three thousand years ago. As an emperor of the ages, he couldn't understand what the middle-aged man was doing.

Therefore, when he learned that the middle-aged man was not dead, Nangong Han gave up the duel with Gu Hengsheng and rushed here as a streamer, hoping that the middle-aged man could relieve the doubts in his heart.

"What if you leave?" The man in gray smiled lightly, as if he had experienced the sinking and tempering of the ages, and his eyebrows were full of vicissitudes.

"This world can't accommodate you. Lone thinks, it's not worth it. Nangong Han gathered his imperial power, slowly stepped towards the man, glanced at the sky with his majestic pupils and said, "He is the same, he is not tolerated by heaven and earth." ”

"I have been in the red dust for a hundred years, but it is not without gain." The man shook his head gently, pointed to the two glasses of turbid wine on the table, and said indifferently: "A glass of turbid wine, the emperor can drink." ”

"Wine?" Nangong Han's brows furrowed slightly, and he looked at the turbid wine on the stone table in confusion, and then slowly stretched out his hand and picked up a glass: "For this glass of wine, you are willing to sink into the red dust for a hundred years?" ”

"Wine is not wine, people are not people, and you don't have to look at it." The man pondered for a moment, as if he had thought of some past, and said in a deep thought.

Nangong Han slowly brought the turbid wine in the cup to his mouth, and a wisp of sweetness and fiery heat entered his throat, making him feel something that he had been doing for countless years: "A hundred years of aging, barely able to enter the throat." This is what you brewed? ”

He is the emperor of the ages, and the fine wine that can enter his mouth was once a treasure in the world. Now that I can have such an evaluation, it can be regarded as looking at the face of men.

"It's not me, it's an old man." The man didn't care about Nangong Han's evaluation, just to tell Nangong Han about his words: "Hongchen has been in the red dust for a hundred years, and it is enough to get this fine wine." Emperor, you have suppressed an era, have you ever felt this way? ”

Nangong Han was silent, savoring the wisp of wine in his throat, as if recalling some pictures from thousands of years ago: "Lonely, some have forgotten." ”

"I don't know the emperor, but I still live in the world?"

Immediately afterwards, the man himself drank another glass of wine placed on the table, and a ray of warmth flowed through his heart. Then, he stared at Nangong Han very solemnly and asked.

Quiet, silent as a cicada.

Nangong Han closed his eyes that were as empty as an abyss, pondered for a long time, and said hoarsely: "I don't know, three thousand years ago, Gu seems to have made a deal with this Heavenly Dao, and used a wisp of his divine soul as collateral, so that he could manifest this body. As for how exactly, Lonely, I have forgotten. ”

"The emperor's generation is the emperor of the ages, and he will not be annihilated by the world. If I have the opportunity, I would like to fight with the emperor's body and see the emperor's true majesty. ”

The man no longer dwelled on the topic, but with a wave of his hand, he manifested a chessboard on the stone table.

The chessboard was quaint, and the black and white twins landed beside the man and Nangong Han, suspended in the air. This chessboard seems to carry countless vicissitudes and inherits wisps of rhyme.

"If Lone is still alive, he will definitely perceive everything that is happening here, and he will look forward to it." Nangong Han admires men very much, and in today's era, he can break the order of heaven and earth and ascend to Tianxuan, which can be described as amazing.

"The next game will be regarded as a battle between you and me, how about it?" The man's right hand slowly raised, pointing to the quaint chessboard on the stone table, and spoke hoarsely.

"Okay." Nangong Han slowly sat down on the stone bench and sat with the man in front of him.

Suddenly, the whole chessboard seemed to come to life, exuding endless sharp edges, and the black and white twins began to gallop up like thousands of horses. For a moment, the void of the two of them froze.

"You, you want to hold Lone and buy him time!" Nangong Han dropped a son at random, directly causing the void to collapse and open suddenly, and then raised his eyes to look directly at the man, and said in a deep voice.

The man raised his head, his eyes seemed to have traveled countless miles, and he saw the blood-colored figure on the top of the sky, and said plainly: "He is very strange, he is a mortal, but he is unusual. ”

"There are many powerful powers in the world, and there are many means of reincarnation, which should not be underestimated. is like this wisp of soul alone, why hasn't he used alternative means to live until now? As for the ontology, whether it is life or death, I don't know at all. ”

"Even if he doesn't stop him, this Heavenly Dao has the means, and he can't win." Nangong Han fell again, as if he was explaining a fact, and said slowly.

"He's not simple, and the ending may not be set." The man seemed to attach great importance to the figure above the heavenly dome, and said solemnly.

"You know him?" Seeing that the man was so respectful, Nangong Han asked with a little doubt.

The man smiled lightly, did not answer, and continued to compete with the pieces on the chessboard.

So, Nangong Han and the man began a chessboard showdown. Although the chessboard is small, it carries the cultivation perception of the two and a wisp of avenue charm, which is no less than a shocking battle.

And at this moment, at the top of the heavenly dome, Gu Hengsheng was walking towards that blood-colored judgment mark step by step.

His whole body was covered in thin black threads, as if they were about to crack open. However, his will is as majestic as the ocean, and he is indomitable with a sword in his hand.