"You lost. ”

"Looks like I did lose ......"

"Must-lose?"

"Or is there life?"

"Then you have to find life, and if you can't find life, you lose. ”

Winter snow comes, spring goes to autumn, a year is not short, and it is not long.

In an instant, Wang Chen had been living in Fangcun Mountain for a year.

He originally came to Fangcun Mountain to find Bodhi to discuss the sword, but in the end, it turned into a game of chess in a daze, and it was the next step of the day, and when he was three hundred and sixty-five moves, the Go on his chessboard came to an end.

Black and white, but it is a game of death.

In this game, it seems to others that he naturally lost, and it is normal to win or lose in chess, so he doesn't have to care too much.

Of course, he didn't admit that he had lost, he just hadn't found a way to break the game.

"What's your name?"

"Li Xuan. ”

"Oh?" When he heard the name, Wang Chen was stunned at first, as if he had heard these two words somewhere, but then he was relieved.

"Strange name?"

"Not surprising. ”

"Then come with me. ”

"With you?"

"yes, come with me. ”

In a sunset like a flame, Li Xuan packed his luggage and left Fangcun Mountain in the Taoist robe he used when he saw Bodhi a year ago.

When he left, no one paid attention, there were so many disciples under Fangcun Mountain, who would pay attention to this young man who once sought immortality in front of the Bodhi Patriarch?

Of course, no one knew where this young man had followed another young man, in short, Fang Cunshan no longer had this name called Li Xuan.

Perhaps this name became history after Li Xuan stepped out of Fangcun Mountain.

History that no one knows.

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Carefree time is always short-lived, and years will always take away what you should have in your casual time.

Yang Jian sat cross-legged on top of Peach Mountain, the sky was full of dark clouds, the wind was howling, and it seemed that several electric snakes were dancing in the air.

But none of this can change his long-standing heart.

There is always a time when people are young, and God is no exception.

Of course, he was also an innocent and lovely person in the past.

It's not Erlang Zhenjun, it's not Erlang God, and it's not the omnipotent God of War in the Heavenly Court......

The dead are gone, and those who exist in memory are slowly dissipating and dissipating at this moment......

Yang Jian was really afraid of what would happen to him when those people disappeared completely. Is it to be a majestic god of war forever, or to enter Meishan and become a hermit who doesn't ask anything?

Perhaps, at the beginning......

Maybe, and it can only be maybe.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a roar of lightning fell from the sky, and it slashed the earth, and with this thunderbolt, the whole earth lit up......

A fire burned in the distance, and the yellowed grass and trees burned with the flash of lightning......

But in an instant, it was drenched by heavy rain.

Yang Jian suddenly looked into the distance, and a person who should not have appeared in his life suddenly appeared......

"Momoyama is so beautiful, but it's a pity it's raining. Wang Chen looked at this majestic mountain range and the top of the mountain that had been split in half, and suddenly felt a little helpless.

"Why are we here?" Li Xuan was puzzled.

"Look at a person. ”

"Look at whom?"

"A poor and very powerful man. ”

"Oh?" Li Xuan looked up, the rain was hazy, and he couldn't see anything on the top of the mountain at all.

Then he wiped his eyes, and when he looked again, he was stunned.

For he saw a very bright light, and it was so bright that he could not open his eyes.

When he really saw it, he saw clearly that it was a weapon.

Three-pointed, two-edged knives?

Who's this?

"Who are you, this is not the place you should be!" Yang Jian descended from the mountain, but the heavy rain poured down but not a drop was contaminated on his body, and when the raindrops were about to fall on him, he was suddenly completely rejected by some strange objects......

"Thousands of years of obsession are still entangled?" Looking at the weapon pointing at him, Wang Chen looked up at the sky slightly, still with a slight smile.

"Who the hell are you!" Yang Jian was shocked, looking at this bland young man in disbelief.

As long as he wanted to, he was absolutely confident that this young man would be annihilated by his two-edged sword, but the moment he raised his hand, a few doubts appeared in his heart......

What does this person know and what is he going to do!

"Some things have cause and effect, and people who can't meet come together need a price, and death may dissipate these costs, but the fruits they bear will have to bear this price......" Wang Chen said lightly, ignoring the two-edged knife in his throat.

"You, nonsense!" Erlang God glared, grabbed the knife fiercely and slashed at Wang Chen.

At this moment, the blade was only a little finger away from Wang Chen's throat.

The power broke through the void, and this stroke exhausted all the breath in Yang Jian's heart......

No one will be able to stand in the way!

In the next moment, this arrogant guy will die of blood, and his soul will turn to ashes!

No one can question me!

No one!

Pity......

"Phew!"

A wooden sword suddenly blocked the front of the blade, and the ordinary wooden sword actually blocked this deadly sword......

Yang Jian used his strength fiercely, and even used the power of the Nine Turns Xuangong, but he didn't expect that he would not be able to advance another point.

"Boom!"

A blast of thunder fell in the sky, gloomy or dark, shining on Wang Chen's smiling face.

It seems that everything in heaven and earth is just a foil for this young man......

Yang Jian was shocked, but not shocked!

Man is born to die, and he has looked down on life and death thousands of years ago.

He just couldn't believe he was dying in this place......

The wooden sword wrapped around his weapon like a snake and lit his throat.

"Are you someone sent down from above? I know, haha...... I knew that this world could not accommodate me as a rule-breaker, come on, I will never regret what I have done, absolutely, never!"

Gripping the three-pointed two-edged knife, he only felt arrogant!

Using all his strength, he stabbed at Wang Chen again, and at the same time, he could feel that the wooden sword had cut through his throat!

The thunder roared as if it were about to crack the earth.

Yang Jian closed his eyes, and his anger wrapped around his whole body at this moment, and he accepted his fate as if he were dead.

However, the feeling of death did not come for a long time......

When he opened his eyes again, he found this strange young man sitting on a boulder next to him looking at the top of Momoyama Mountain......

And next to him, there was a retinue with a respectful expression.

"Nice view. ”

Everything seems to be just a fleeting illusion......

"Why don't you kill me!"

"When did I say I was going to kill you?"

"You ......"

"Hehe, don't always keep a strained face, otherwise you will grow old quickly!" Wang Chen smiled, "I will build a thatched hut here to live, we will be neighbors in the future, if you tell me something, we can also take care of each other!"

"Humph!"

Yang Jian glanced at Wang Chen, snorted coldly, and flew to the top of Peach Mountain with a two-edged knife......