Chapter Eighty-Seven: In This Game, I Won!

Li Changfeng is not a fool, although in the past in Chenjiagou, he was always called a fool by Chen Aman, but in the end Chen Aman died under his knife, and since then, almost no one has said that Li Changfeng is a fool.

Even Zhong Shuli, the dean of Nanshan Academy, once mentioned with Guan Fengsheng in his spare time that Li Changfeng has a wise root.

But even here, Li Changfeng didn't fully understand.

What he understands is that Zhu Jinlian is known as the genius disciple of the Beiguo Academy, and he really deserves his name, and with one move of the stars, he can actually use the divine power that is independent of the operation of the true yuan in this world for his own use, which can only be described by the word talent.

What I don't understand is that if this golden woman is above everyone at this moment, if she has already appeared here, is there still a taboo left in the body of the girl in red makeup?

Both are big problems, one has been seen clearly, and the other is not solved for the time being.

Thinking of this, Li Changfeng glanced at the red makeup, and what he saw was the encouragement in this girl's eyes.

Li Changfeng suddenly thought of something:

She was angry with the crown prince in the Qiankun Palace, just to save her life.

She once walked through the snow in a thin shirt at midnight, just to drink a pot of wine with herself.

She once had three or two wine cups in the tavern, and told herself that this life was not easy.

She also once held an umbrella under the high eaves of the dark moon and wind, just to wait for her return on a snowy day.

She seemed to be there for her all the time, never walking away.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Changfeng suddenly had tears in his eyes, he forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart and looked up at the sky.

His enemies are like gods.

But for the sake of this girl, he is willing to fight, and he will not hesitate to do so.

Li Changfeng muttered, "How can I not understand, you can control this power in your hands, the disciple of the Northern Academy, it really makes me admire." ”

Zhu Jinlian shook her head and said: "You can see that my today is the result of my countless days and nights of training, what is the importance of the word talent along the way of cultivation? This kind of power that does not belong to me, if I can't control it well, I'm afraid it will be inevitable that he will rebel one day." ”

Li Changfeng nodded: "What I admire most about you is that you can always face yourself." ”

Zhu Jinlian: "This power is far beyond my imagination, I can't control it well, if you can admit defeat now, I can abandon it now." ”

Li Changfeng suddenly laughed after hearing this, and he laughed.

Zhu Jinlian frowned and said coldly, "What are you laughing at?"

Li Changfeng said: "What I laugh at is that although you can face yourself, you can't face others. ”

Zhu Jinlian's face was slightly cold and did not speak.

Li Changfeng said with a smile: "If you can face up to others, I am afraid you will realize that there are countless strange things in this world, and in the same way, you are not the only one who has a strong desire for victory!

Zhu Jinlian's slightly cold complexion changed several times, but she still showed a sincere smile after all.

She didn't want to.

She didn't want this palace test about the battle of honor between the North and the South, but she couldn't really let herself fight with all her might.

Fortunately, her opponent is Li Changfeng.

So at this moment, she was a little grateful in her heart.

Confidants are hard to find, and real opponents are even harder to find.

The snow-covered mountains were robbed of their brilliance by the starry sky, Li Changfeng raised the branches in his hand, and the three or five snow plum petals on it gradually withered and withered.

The chant from the sky always rings around his ears, and the sound is quiet enough to let people off guard, so quiet that you don't even want to think about the battle.

The branch in Li Changfeng's hand has become bare, and the petals have long since disappeared, but the branch is still pinched in his hand.

There was a wavering in his heart, was it worth it?

Just for the first place in the Tianque Palace test, you have to put yourself and the people around you in a deep crisis, is it worth it?

Li Bezhi is still very young, and she doesn't even have a trace of true yuan.

So there was a deep doubt in his heart, a doubt about himself.

Suddenly.

There was a voice in his ear.

So he looked back, and under the stone seat was still the girl in red, she seemed to be saying something, but Li Changfeng couldn't hear it clearly.

Looking at the lips that were undressing the red makeup, Li Changfeng seemed to understand what she wanted to say.

"I believe in you!"

He felt like he was suddenly leaning out of the warm lake water of the scorching winter sun, and felt the cold wind above the lake, which penetrated his body for three points, making him wake up instantly.

It's painful, but it's real enough.

Li Changfeng raised his head and looked at the holy Bichen Holy Maiden in the sky, her mouth was still moaning, but the gentle voice was like a requiem for life.

Murderous intent is pervasive.

He didn't care about his soaked body, and stabbed his sword into the sky.

The sword is an ordinary plum branch, and the stab is just an ordinary sword.

But the lonely shadow under the moon is alone, with a long sword and a plum branch in his hand.

On this plum branch, there are thirty-six runes.

Danxu Taiqiu suddenly raised his head, because he found that the rhythm of heaven and earth was like a string, which had been plucked by people.

Li Changfeng engraved the thirty-six runes of the ancient eight array diagram on the plum branch, and stabbed a sword towards the Bichen Holy Maiden in the sky.

When the ancestors of the wise men of the world looked up at the sky, not only looking at the sword in Li Changfeng's hand, but also looking at the fluctuations of the true yuan that changed color in the sky and the earth.

The "Open Door Array" in the ancient eight arrays takes the true elements of heaven and earth for their own use, and gathers them all in a plum branch.

Bichen Holy Maiden glared angrily in the air, stretched out her arms and leaned down.

The plum branch in Li Changfeng's hand moved forward and probed three more points.

Danxu Taiqiu raised his eyebrows, and the sky suddenly became cold, and a muffled snort appeared.

Zhishan didn't choose to say anything, and muttered to himself: "This ······"

Golden blood flowed down from the plum branches, dissipating into nothingness.

Li Changfeng raised his head, looked at the majestic and angry Bichen Holy Maiden who was close at hand, and said coldly: "I know, I can't kill you today, but you are waiting for me in Kunlun Mountain, I will definitely wipe you out of her body!"

Bichen Holy Maiden suddenly let out a soft roar in her mouth, and it shattered into nothingness.

This star curtain has turned into a snow-capped mountain and a big river again, and Li Changfeng and Zhu Jinlian are still standing in the plum forest and snow bamboo.

Zhu Jinlian was in pain, there was a hole in her hand, blood was dripping from the hole, and she was trembling all over.

But in contrast, she was more puzzled in her heart.

Why, Li Changfeng can not be affected by divine thoughts, and still retain the true yuan in his body?

Why, Li Changfeng is just a bland sword, but he can attract the true yuan of heaven and earth and pierce the Shinto defense of the Bichen Holy Maiden.

Why, if you practice so hard, you still lose to him?

Why?

Why is that?

Li Changfeng threw away the plum branch in his hand, took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it over.

Zhu Jinlian looked at Li Changfeng and reached out to pat off the silk in his hand.

"A loss is a loss, and I don't need sympathy. ”

Li Changfeng sighed and said, "Your talent is rare in the world, so why are you so competitive?"

Zhu Jinlian said coldly: "What do you know? I was born to win, and I can give everything for victory." ”

Li Changfeng: "Do you think that you are very unwilling to lose?"

Zhu Jinlian looked at him and said, "So what?"

Li Changfeng sighed and said, "I just want you to know, how can you be the only one who suffers in this world?"

As soon as these words fell, the snow-capped mountains disappeared into nothingness, the mountains and rivers advected into the cracked earth, and the plum grove withered in the snow.

The wind howled, and the wind slashed into the bones.

There are no cracks in the thick ice, and there is a cold light in the short days.

Looking out over the distant mountains, boundless and boundless.

Look closely at your feet, flowers are growing everywhere.

Thousands of purples and thousands of reds are unique, and the snow field is warm and the wind is blowing.

Li Changfeng looked at Zhu Jinlian's shocked face and said, "To tell the truth, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. ”

"He did it anyway······" Ji-sun sighed.

There was no imaginary surprise and noise, no expected questioning and doubt, and the silence under the stone seat was as if it were death.

Xuan Xiang snorted coldly and whispered, "Master, will you still question the apprentice's decision now?"

Danxu Taiqiu looked at the rose and cuckoo that could be touched by his hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

"This son, there is no forgiveness for killing!"

Li Changfeng was not only looking at Zhu Jinlian's expression, he was also looking at the expressions of everyone under the stone seat, and everyone couldn't escape his eyes.

"How many people want to kill me?" Li Changfeng said to himself in his heart.

"If you knew the Ancient Eight Array Diagram on my body, would you want to kill me even more?"

Thinking about it a little deeper, Li Changfeng suddenly thought that he was still an orphan of the emperor, and suddenly smiled bitterly, it turned out that he had so many secrets unconsciously.

Zhu Jinlian took in his expression and said coldly: "You seem to be helpless?"

Li Changfeng listened to the fierce wind in his ears, but his heart was extremely quiet, he stretched out his palm, and suddenly two jars of wine were carried in his hands.

He opened the wine cork and poured it hard, but the burning heat made his cold heart exude a trace of warmth.

He handed another jar of wine to Zhu Jinlian.

Then he said: "I can't choose life, I can't decide to die, I can only live for a long time, I don't know what I'm living for." ”

Zhu Jinlian looked into the distance and found that above the ice field, there was no end in sight.

She couldn't understand Li Changfeng's past, and naturally she couldn't understand his mood at this time, just like Li Changfeng couldn't understand Zhu Jinlian's desire for victory.

So all she could say was, "But one thing you have to do now is to beat me and win the top spot." ”

Li Changfeng glanced at her and said, "You gave up?"

Zhu Jinlian shook her head, showing a rare smile, she lifted the wine jar and poured it fiercely, and a touch of red suddenly flew on her face: "Give up? You may be underestimating me too much, even if you have a divine light that is far beyond the understanding of ordinary people, so what? I don't care." ”

Li Changfeng lost the wine jar, it was shattered, and he smiled: "Then we will still see the real chapter." ”

Zhu Jinlian poured a sip of wine, also lost the wine jar, and said with a smile: "My subordinates see the real chapter!"

The two of them retreated, their faces slightly solemn.

Li Changfeng was still cautious in his heart.

Because he knows Zhu Jinlian as a person.

Zhu Jinlian and herself are the same kind of people.

Both of them will not die until the heart of the Yellow River, and they will not turn back if they do not hit the south wall.

So even in Li Changfeng's Divine Illumination Realm, he had no chance of winning.

Because Zhu Jinlian must have bets.

She put her dignity, honor, and desire all under her weight in the next battle.

Li Changfeng made a move with his palm, and a sword suddenly flew from outside the sky.

Thin as cicada wings, transparent as autumn water, cold as a cicada.