If he didn't, where would he be now?

These two questions are not only wanted to know by the entire Wei Guo, but even thousands of miles away in the Tang Guogang Valley, Jiguo Molin Zhuhai, are waiting for the final answer.

"Smack!"

As soon as the son fell, Yu Mo stretched his waist, leaned at the foot of Han Song behind him, and asked as if unintentionally: "Old man Fei, you gave me a thorough understanding, what does the dean think?"

On the opposite side of Yu Mo, there was an old man with long eyebrows, looking at the chess pieces that Yu Mo had fallen at this time, he couldn't help but raise his long eyebrows high, shook his head and sighed: "This hand is too bad, your heart is too chaotic." ”

Hearing the old man's reprimand, Yu Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "If I could calm down now, I would have become holy a long time ago, where would I still need to learn chess from you?"

In the entire Kongyou Valley, perhaps only Yu Mo dared to speak to the old man like this, because he was the old man's closed disciple, and that old man was the famous chess semi-saint of the Tang Kingdom, Fei Zhao, who was regarded as the heir of the Shengyou Academy decades later!

Regarding Yu Mo's attitude, Fei Bansheng was not surprised, and he didn't care, but he just gently put down the chess pieces in his hand, and asked meaningfully: "You kid has been learning chess with me for more than ten years, in your opinion, what is the most important thing for those who are good at chess?"

Yu Mo didn't know why the teacher asked this, but he still replied without hesitation: "It's the overall situation." ”

Fei Zhao was noncommittal, and continued to ask, "What else?"

Yu Mo rolled his eyes again and said, "It's the most important thing to say." Of course, there is only one thing. ”

Fei Zhao smiled lightly and nodded: "Reasonable, then let's talk about the overall situation." What kind of overall view do you think I should have in the current state of affairs?"

Yu Mo was silent.

He understood what Fei Zhao meant, but he couldn't accept it.

"However, before I ascended the building, I brought the tea saint's tiyì back to the valley. The dean agreed!"

The mention yì that Yu Mo said was the two words that Lu Yu asked him to bring back after he finished the battle with Su Wenwen - attack and defense.

The so-called offense and defense. It's an alliance.

But now that it has been less than three months in the blink of an eye, is the chess saint Huang Longshi ready to unilaterally tear up the alliance?

In this regard, Fei Zhao did not directly solve Yu Mo's doubts, but continued to ask: "So." Then I'll ask you again. With the current slight momentum of defending the country, how confident does Lord Tea Sage have to propose an offensive and defensive alliance to my Kongyougu?"

Yu Mo blinked, indicating that he didn't know.

"Because you lost in Shenmu Mountain. ”

Without waiting for Yu Mo to answer, Fei Zhao continued: "We are chess players, the chessboard in our hands is the world, and the chess pieces that fall are today. But more importantly, from the present day. See the future. ”

"The Shenmu Mountain Literary Association and his entourage, it was originally the dean who wanted to ask you to come and see the future of the country, but you lost, so the tea saint had the courage to propose to us the idea of attacking and defending the alliance, and the dean was also happy to see it, because at that time, the future of the country was bright. ”

"But now, their future is dead. ”

This is the final conclusion made by Fei Zhao, and his conclusion is undoubtedly also on a certain stage, representing the meaning of the chess saint Huang Longshi.

Yu Mo's face rarely showed a solemn meaning, and he said unswervingly: "Su Wen will not die." ”

"How do you know?"

"Intuition. ”

Fei Zhao shook his head and said no more, in his opinion, Yu Mo's heart was already messed up, and playing chess could not rely on intuition, but should rely on calculation, and calculation came from facts.

After a pause, Yu Mo still didn't give up, and said, "Maybe when the Yellow Crane Tower opens next time, Su Wen will be able to come out." ”

Fei Zhao rarely saw his beloved disciple have such a persistent side, and finally said with a unbearable face: "Regardless of whether the Yellow Crane Tower will be opened or not, even if it is really the case, it will be five years later, after five years, the situation in the entire Sacred Word Continent has already undergone earth-shaking changes, what is the use of him reappearing at that time?"

"It's too late......"

Fei Zhao sighed softly, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, sure enough, how early the genius died.

At the same time, in the sea of ink forests and bamboo in Jiguo, Meng Yun was kneeling in front of a bamboo house, and he could hear the middle-aged man inside say the same thing.

"It's too late. ”

Meng Yun had just woken up three days ago, but he never thought that when he opened his eyes again, it was already like a world away.

The battle of the Yellow Crane Tower has ended, the demon people have quietly rehidden, and the Tianlan Kingdom has declared war on the Qingguo in a grand manner, and the chaos of the Ten Kingdoms is about to begin, when he first heard this qiē, Meng Yun thought that he was dreaming, but he never thought that this was the bloody reality.

"It's useless to be in vain, I implore the master to punish you!"

Meng Yun's weak voice made all the senior brothers on the side unbearable, but they didn't dare to interject rashly at the bamboo house, so they could only look at Meng Yun with a worried face, and quietly sweat in their hearts.

The only person who was qualified to speak for Meng Yun in the room was an old man who didn't look good, this person came to Molin Zhuhai more than a year ago, and since then he has lived in the bamboo hut and has never left here for half a step.

However, even this old man, who seemed to be amiable in the past, was staring at Meng Yun with a frosty face at this time, and he didn't seem to have any intention of excusing him.

After a long time, the owner of the bamboo house finally spoke, and said lightly: "Okay, you have just recovered from your serious injury, don't kneel, go down." ”

Hearing this, the cold-faced old man suddenly shook his body, opened his lips slightly, and seemed to say something, but he remained silent after all, but he looked at Meng Yun's gaze at this time, as if he was looking at a dead person.

As if sensing the killing intent in the old man's heart, the owner of the bamboo house sighed lightly: "I will explain this matter to my brother, and how to deal with it at that time depends on the meaning of the eldest brother." ”

The old man took a deep breath, nodded silently, and with a gesture of his hand, the door of the bamboo house was tightly closed.

Seeing this, everyone outside the house hurriedly helped Meng Yun up from the ground, and saluted to the bamboo house, and then left in a hurry with Meng Yun.

It wasn't until everyone walked a distance of dozens of feet that the old man in the house spoke: "I want to go and find it." ”

The owner of the bamboo house did not stop him, but nodded and said, "That's fine, if he is really alive, let him go home." ”

When the old man heard this, his heart twitched fiercely, and he immediately made a big salute to the other party with his body to the ground, with excitement on his face, and said firmly: "I will definitely bring him back!"

After saying this, the old man stood up, walked out of the bamboo house with some heavy steps.

Only the owner of the bamboo house sighed: "If the Nine Kingdoms are destroyed, it will not be a disadvantage for the soldiers, a bad war, and a disadvantage for fearing the ......."

It's a pity that his words are destined to be unheard.

......

Whether it is for the same reason or not, or out of the same regret, in short, in the stormy Sacred Word Continent, there are still many people who miss Su Wen, and there are still many people waiting for his return.

But on the contrary, the only person who knows Su Wen's whereabouts now is not a human powerhouse, but a demon saintess, Qianxia.

Su Wen's return journey has become indefinite and difficult because of this.

Since he set foot on the land of Tianliang County, Su Wen has been attacked and killed several times before and after, but fortunately, there are almost no people who can really threaten his life, all of them are demon people who are under the imperial book.

Until this moment, in front of Su Wen and his party, a middle-aged man with silver armor appeared.

His body glowed with a pure and brilliant green light, like a torch that was burning, illuminating the night and Su Wen's somewhat tired face. (To be continued......)