Outside the Wind Court City, the black armor is forested.

There is another day and the third round of the reception.

In the eyes of Da Qigong, the third round of the cocktail party is not a big day.

But what happens next will make him famous for eternity.

It was a big and vigorous event that happened under his own hands.

Nangong Panruo's expression was quite uncalm.

He took a deep breath, looked at the direction of Fengting City without revealing anything, and couldn't help licking his scarlet lips, and stood with his hands in his hands.

"If the news of the Chess Palace is correct, as soon as the drinking party ends tomorrow, your old palace master will remove the monks within a radius of ten miles from Shenjian Lake, leaving only the four major vassal kings and the Northern Wei Longque County Lord. Yuan Sizhi turned the Buddha bead in his palm rapidly, as if he was planning the matters before and after, and muttered: "Fengting City is empty, the sixteen-character battalion is pouring out of the nest, pulling a hair and moving the whole body, taking over the Quartet Talisman, and approaching Luoyang." ”

Da Qigong didn't reply, just pursed his lips tightly.

Yuan Sizhi smiled and said, "The chess palace is so bold, dare to sing this unique drama with the prince." ”

"The desperate drama can't be called a desperate drama, even if the incident happens, my chess palace has the ability to get out. The big chess man's lips were scarlet like a demon, and he said with a smile: "What's more, I received a young chess boy a few days ago, and it can be regarded as finding a plastic chess piece for the chess palace." ”

"Nangong Prajna. Yuan Sizhi called the name of the big chess prince, and said with slightly narrowed eyes: "Tomorrow is the start of the drinking party, and the identity of that killer is so important that it can't be exposed?"

After truly determining the identity of the allies of the two parties, Yuan Sizhi asked no less than ten times about the mysterious killer who assassinated the dragon sparrow in the chess palace, but it was a pity that the big chess prince didn't seem to have the idea of revealing any news in advance.

Sure enough.

The feminine and monstrous Grand Chess Gong Nangong Panruo chuckled lightly and was speechless.

Then the big chess master seemed to change his mind and spoke lightly.

"There are four killers in the younger generation of the Great Xia Chess Palace. ”

Seasons.

"It's summer. He said lightly, "I didn't want to say it before, I'm afraid that this game of chess is an anti-bone chess for your Xiguan Domain King and Luoyang to kill my chess palace." Even if the sixteen-character battalion made a blood oath not to die and never return, I still have to hide my hand. But now it seems that since the one from Luoyang has also come to Fengting, it won't have much impact if he doesn't say it. Pick it out, my chess palace still has hidden means, even if this stubborn eagle defaults, I am not afraid that he will be able to fly into the palm of his hand. ”

Yuan Sizhi listened carefully to Da Qigong's words, and a smile resurfaced on his face.

"Luoyang Cao Zhixuan began to move troops. Yuan Sizhi gently stroked the severed finger, as if to calm someone's irritability, and said with a smile: "The one in the harem forced the soldier talisman according to the plan, and the Luoyang soldier moved a day late." Tomorrow's plan, everything is ready. ”

Da Qigong nodded thoughtfully, but a dry thought rose in his heart, and he couldn't hold it anymore, he waved his hand to Gu Shengcheng and ordered: "You leave the Wind Court tomorrow and hold the order of the young prince of my chess palace." ”

Gu Shengcheng nodded, and took the order of the young prince in Nangong Panruo's hand, but unexpectedly, the big chess prince frowned, and said in a deeper tone: "Don't leave tomorrow, leave now." Now on your journey, the sooner the better. ”

Gu Shengcheng rode his horse and galloped wildly, disappearing into the vast night.

Da Qigong watched the blue-gray dejected figure go all the way west, until it disappeared from view, and then he spoke thoughtfully.

"Yuan Sizhi, tell me, who sent Cao Zhixuan to Fengting City?" Nangong Panruo's voice was a little cold, and his face was suspicious: "Xuanhuang Sword Sect Heng was sent by him to protect the Northern Wei Dragon Sparrow, can't it be that Hades who escorted him to Fengting?"

Yuan Sizhi didn't respond, and after a while, he said, "It's that Hades." ”

"I don't want Cao Zhixuan's life in my chess palace, as long as the soul of that dragon sparrow is sheathed. Da Qigong's voice was soft and shuddering, "I don't care what you think, but that Hades is notoriously difficult to deal with, and if something happens, it will cause the Chess Palace to not take back the demon sword soul." You have to think about it, under the anger of the old palace master, it is not impossible to move the acre and three points of land in Luoyang, who will bear the consequences?"

The speed of the Buddha bead in Yuan Sizhi's hand sped up, and he said tentatively: "What do you mean?"

"That Hades has already cultivated the original intention, and even if he is sucked into the sword mound space, he can break the barrier and come out. Nangong Panruo narrowed his eyes and said, "You and I go to the Sword Shrine Space to intercept and kill that Hades, even if you can't kill her, you can't let her return to Fengting City." ”

Yuan Sizhi decisively refused, and said: "The sixteen-character battalion is sealed in the wind court, and there are no fewer people in charge." ”

Nangong Panruo smiled, with a sense of banter: "Xiguan has a shadow at one glance, without your Yuan four fingers, the sixteen-character camp can still have the same fun." ”

Yuan Sizhi was a little helpless, and said, "Can't you let the shadow accompany you? In terms of assassination ability, he is stronger than me." ”

"Yuan Zhongzhong, don't play with Lao Tzu. Nangong Panruo's voice suddenly lowered a few temperatures, and scolded fiercely: "The old palace master has pressed the chess palace on the soul of the dragon sparrow for the next hundred years, if things are messed up tomorrow, even if the old palace master moves the Northern Wei Dynasty, I won't blink my eyelids, but if I can't bring back the soul of the dragon bird, the old palace master will take my life to wipe the knife." At this time, do you still dare to play with Lao Tzu?"

Yuan Sizhi smiled dumbly and said: "Mr. Nangong is very calculating, and now he is still preventing the prince from joining forces with Luoyang to play the middle game?"

Nangong Panruo sneered and said, "I'm naturally very afraid of death, that shadow plus that Hades, even if I add one more life, it won't be enough to fill it." ”

Yuan Sizhi nodded slightly and agreed to Nangong Praruo's request. Suddenly, he was a little curious: "There are four killers in the generation of the Chess Palace, which one is the strongest?"

Nangong Panruo glanced at Yuan Sizhi lightly, and said lukewarmly: "Spring, summer, autumn and winter, they are just ordinary nine grades." is not a real strong player in the generation of Chess Palace. ”

Yuan Sizhi let out a thoughtful sigh, and the rotation of the Buddha bead in his hand stagnated slightly.

He turned his head slightly, looking in the direction of Wind Court City.

The beads in his hand no longer turned.

Everything is according to the plan of Xiguan.

The white-robed prince was like a god.

Nangong Panruo, who is extremely fateful, will definitely enter the sword mound space by himself.

To intercept and kill Yan Xiaoqi, Nangong Panruo was not sure.

If he was accompanied by a shadow, this big chess man was afraid that he would be buried in the sword mound and would never see the light of day again in his life. Replacing Yuan Sizhi with Nangong Panruo left the next retreat for himself.

Is it just that I'm so easy to bully? Yuan Sizhi smiled a little inexplicably.

"Mr. Nangong. Yuan Sizhi said lightly, "Do you regret it?"

Nangong Panruo frowned slightly, and said with a faint smile: "The people of my chess palace will never regret their actions. ”

Yuan Sizhi nodded.

Those four fingers clenched the beads.

His face was cloudy, and there was an incomprehensible emotion in his eyes.

It's grief.

There's also a hint of madness.

......

The night in Wind Court City is extremely long.

There was no frost in June, but the weeds were growing wildly, trying to straighten their backs and look up desperately towards the sky in this long and difficult night.

It's pitch black, and the sky is about to fall.

......

Wind Court City City Lord's Mansion.

A dim yellow lamp illuminates the square wooden table.

Yan Xiaoqi gently spread out the rice paper and slowly grinded the ink for the man.

Cao Zhixuan sat extremely straight, his back was as straight as the sky, even if he was sitting in front of the desk, the body of this emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty still exuded an extremely strong momentum.

Yan Xiaoqi looked at it intently, the handwriting on the paper was extremely neat, and the small seal was delicate, like a woman's writing.

"Before the Spring and Autumn Period, I liked books with him. Cao Zhixuan smiled, did not hurry or slow to run the pen, the wolf dipped in ink and wandered, outlining the dots on a foot of white Xuan, and the extremely spiritual deflection of the pen stroke, bringing up a piece of amazement.

"Li Qing is very stubborn. Cao Zhixuan muttered to himself as he put down his pen, "They all call him a stubborn eagle." If you don't hit the south wall, you won't turn back, even if you hit your head and bleed, you don't want to open your mouth and shout in pain, and it's impossible to turn around. ”

He confessed to death. If you think that a person will not change again, even if that person changes, he will not change. Cao Zhixuan was a little in a trance, and said: "I didn't let him seal the south, that is, I told him that he didn't need to guard the gate of the Northern Wei Dynasty, he only needed to guard the westernmost part of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and enjoy the feudal lordship I gave him. ”

"He's so stubborn, is this to prove to me that now he can still take the other half of the country from me?" Cao Zhixuan was a little distracted.

Yan Xiaoqi looked at the pen on the piece of paper, His Majesty no longer carried ink, and the more he wrote, the lighter he became.

"Knowing that it is helpless and peaceful, virtue is also. ”

Yan Xiaoqi was silent.

"Since I know that I can't change anything, I just let it be. Cao Zhixuan was quite playful, squinting at the blank paper, and taking it into his eyes word by word.

This was what he said to me at the time. Cao Zhixuan sighed, picked up the pen again, and put the pen on the paper again.

Yan Xiaoqi's pupils shrank, the pen fell again, and the style of the pen movement completely changed, the edge changed from introverted to outward, with an extremely domineering pen posture raging on the paper, turning over the white, and the black ink characters were heavily extended on the paper.

A huge word lay across the previously faint ink stains.

"Knowing that it is helpless and resting with it is not the best of virtue. ”

Cao Zhixuan didn't smile and said, "That's what I said to him at the time. ”

"I know the number, but I don't believe it. I'm going to fight. The Northern Wei Emperor's voice was extremely soft, and he said: "He wants to fight now, and I will give him this opportunity." ”

Yan Xiaoqi looked at this piece of paper, and the words on the paper were really shocking.

Beyond that, she counted.

No more, no less, sixteen words.

Cao Zhixuan looked at the piece of paper and said playfully: "I hid a chess piece under him back then, do you guess that chess piece has been dug up?"

Yan Xiaoqi did not answer.

Cao Zhixuan sighed softly: "I must have known it a long time ago and deliberately left him alive." ”

The emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty crumpled the ink-stained rice paper into a ball.

He looked out the window.

"The heavens will fall. ”

This sentence was without warning, and Cao Zhixuan's voice was a little sad.

Yan Xiaoqi didn't understand why His Majesty the Emperor reached out to wipe his eyes.

Following his gaze, the night outside the window was especially intense.

There was a cold light that lit up and went out in the dark night.

Iron and blood, more dazzling than moonlight.