(I confused the color of Jing Jiu and Tong Yan's chess pieces, the manuscript has been changed, and I don't want to wash out this chapter in the chapter, so I'll put it there first and bow to everyone.) ）………… Mo Gong understood what Jing Jiu meant, and said, "The Tao is different. ”The avenue was ahead, but in the end he couldn't take that step, because he had the world in mind, and this was a sacrifice he was willing to make.Jing Jiu has no opinion on this, but has some regrets.But for Mo Gong, Jing Jiu could see that he was only one step away from the Heavenly Dao, but it showed a problem, which was the one he had been worried about.This famous idiot emperor is definitely not an idiot."
When Shaoyue told me about His Majesty, I felt that he was a little vague, but now that I think about it, he knew that His Majesty was a real genius."
Mo Gong looked at Jing Jiu and sighed and said, "But for the sake of the common people in the world, I still want to ask Your Majesty to die today." ”The world is heavy, the country is light, and the king is lighter, so you can die.This sentence seems indifferent, but in fact it is like thunder, and it is qualified to be written in the history books.Jing Jiu didn't react, as if he hadn't heard.The same is true for Yoo at the age of ten.Tong Yan suddenly felt that something was wrong.It's all in his plan.Even if Scholar Zhang did not have the heart to be the emperor, if he wanted to quell the fanaticism within the bureaucracy, he would need a certain amount of time and energy, not to mention that Cangzhou had prepared a lot of things for the imperial court to do.When Mo Gong entered the palace, Jing Jiu had no chance of surviving, why was he still so calm now?
Tong Yan's eyes fell on the chessboard, and suddenly saw a lot of life and death in it, and his right hand subconsciously clenched the armrest of the wheelchair.He Huo Ran raised his head, stared at Jing Jiu and said, "This is impossible!
”Jing Jiu said: "There is no impossibility. ”Tong Yan was silent for a while, and said, "Since you wanted to kill me from the beginning, I think Zhuo Rusui should have arrived at this time." ”Jing Jiu said: "Yes, I don't know where he is either. ”Tong Yan said: "Zhuo Rusui is willing to listen to your arrangement, which means that he has not forgotten those past events, and he has not either, Qingshan Sect is really amazing." ”He vaguely guessed the identity of the guard of the Graceless Sect, but there was no evidence."
Forgetting is not because of red dust, but because of the power of time."
Jing Jiu said: "If you can't transcend time, you will always be a slave of time, and Qingshan disciples can't be slaves." ”Hearing this, Mo Gong thought for a moment and said: "The so-called wish is also a shackle, which should be taken off like clothes. ”Jing Jiu said: "It's also a reason. ”Mo Gong looked at the Snow Pavilion and found that he couldn't see the depth of this young emperor, and suddenly said, "Since that's the case, why insist?
Or there could be a better ending today. ”As soon as the words fell, the cold wind and snow rose, and he disappeared from the spot, and the next moment he came to the pavilion, and his hands fell on Tong Yan's wheelchair.Looking at this scene, Liu Shi's expression was slightly awe-inspiring, and he slowly put down the umbrella in his hand.The other party's realm is too high, if he made a move at His Majesty at that moment before, he would not be able to stop it at all.Mo Gong pushed Tong Yan's wheelchair and walked towards the palace gate.The sound of the wheels crushing against the snow and creaking is not unpleasant."
You can give up killing me, but I won't."
Jing Jiu's calm voice sounded under the pavilion.Mo Gong stopped.Tong Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "The scholar won't let you kill me, he is a person who wants to leave his name in history, and he cares about how the history books record today." ”Jing Jiu said: "I don't care. ”Whether it was the records in the history books, the thoughts of the scholars, or anything else, he didn't care.Suddenly there were several muffled sounds outside the palace gate, as well as the sound of fighting.The eunuchs who had been in the palace in Cangzhou for more than ten years fell into the red-dyed snow.With the sound of dense footsteps, I don't know how many guards and forbidden soldiers surrounded the main hall, and then there was a knock on the door."
Your Majesty, the outside of the palace has been calm, please calm down, Rong Chen persuades Mo Gong to leave!"
Outside the palace gate, there was an old and anxious voice from Scholar Zhang.Mo Gong looked back at Jing Jiu in the Snow Pavilion.Jing Jiu did not speak.Outside the palace gate, Scholar Zhang shouted again: "Please think twice, Your Majesty!"
Please think twice!
”Tong Yan looked at the palace gate not far away and said, "He won't let you kill me, and you can't kill me."
If I die, King Jing will take a large army to the Qin State, and the resources and strength that I have prepared here for twenty years will all be handed over to Bai Qianjun, and then no one in the world can stop him, and you can only admit defeat. ”Jing Jiu said: "I said, I don't care. ”Tong Yan said: "Even if you win the chess game, what's the use of killing me?"
In the end, I still won't win this big game of chess?
”Jing Jiu said: "You underestimate your own importance, the final victory or defeat of this question is between you and me, just under the pavilion, not in the world." ”Tong Yan was silent for a long time and said, "I feel a little proud to be evaluated by you like this, but I don't understand why you attach so much importance to me. ”"You understand, even if you didn't understand it at first, you should understand it now.Otherwise, why would you give up such a good opportunity and suggest that Mo Gong take you away?
”Jing Jiu said: "......
And that's why I must kill you. ”Tong Yan was silent.Yes, it was his idea to let Mo Gong give up killing the king, because he had guessed something shocking, and he had to tell his junior sister about it.Otherwise, this question may usher in an unimaginable ending.It's a pity that he gave up the opportunity to kill Jing Jiu so decisively, but Jing Jiu didn't want him to leave.Tong Yan looked at the palace gate not far away, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Are you sure you can kill me?"
”Jing Jiu is in the snow pavilion, Liu is ten years old at the pavilion, and Zhuo Rusui doesn't know where he is.Mo Gong pushed the wheelchair, he was in a wheelchair, only a few steps away from the palace gate, and he could leave at any time.Mo Gong is the strongest person in this world, no matter how talented the Qingshan disciples are, even if they start practicing after being born in their mother's womb, it will only take twenty years, how can they be his opponents?
Tong Yan said silently in his heart: Even if you can fight yourself, you will definitely die.Yes, that's how it ends.The snow had long since stopped, the cold wind howled, blowing away the lead-like clouds, and the clear and cold sunlight sprinkled down on the imperial city.Outside the imperial city, there were faint sounds of fighting and riots.The anxious voice of the scholar was at the gate outside the palace, but it also seemed to be in a very distant place.There was silence all around the Snow Pavilion.The real world is also dead silent.The cultivators outside the Echo Valley looked at the picture in the sky, their expressions extremely nervous, waiting for the first head-to-head battle between the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect at the Asking Conference.Tong Yan said: "Let's go." ”His voice was calm and his tone was steady, like a guest saying goodbye to his host.Jing Jiu said: "Kill." ”The shadow at the palace gate changed slightly, and a person jumped out of it, with a fierce and powerful murderous aura, slashing at the child face in the wheelchair.The remnant snow is the white cloth that covers his face, and the shadow is his body.Zhuo Rusui had been waiting here all along.From the beginning, Jing Jiu never thought of letting Tong Yan leave alive.Tong Yan's expression was indifferent, his right hand took out a fire gun from his sleeve, and without hesitation, he pulled the trigger, and at the same time crushed a rune treasure with his left hand.He had been looking at that palace gate for a long time and had made preparations for a long time.Mo Gong seemed to have great confidence in the frail King Jing Shizi, ignored Zhuo Rusui, and disappeared directly from the back of the wheelchair.When he reappeared, he was already in the snow pavilion.A dragon groaned, and the famous sword was unsheathed.The cold sword turned into a bright light and stabbed forward.Jing Jiu didn't move.Liu came to him at the age of ten.The cold sword burst through his chest, bringing up a trail of blood, which was only half intercepted outside.Liu didn't give Mo Gong a chance to pull his sword at the age of ten, his hands fell like iron, and he held the sword tightly.He didn't use Lock Qingqiu, but the Chengtian Sword Technique.Blood oozed from between his palm and the blade of his sword.He knew that he was not Mo Gong's opponent, and he didn't think about fighting, he just wanted to leave the opponent's sword for a moment.Both sides chose the same tactics, which was to lock the strongest of the other side with their own weakling.It only depends on how long Tong Yan can hold up under Zhuo Rusui's crazy attack, and whether Liu Shisui can lock Mo Gong's sword.Mo Gong felt a wonderful power coming from the hands of this young guard, as if they had turned into real scabbards, and raised his eyebrows slightly.Since you can't draw your sword, move forward.Mo Gong let out a roar and stepped forward, the cold sword was all submerged into Liu's ten-year-old body, and then broke his back and pointed directly at Jing Jiu under the pavilion.Liu was ten years old and bled like a torrent of blood, and kept regressing.There was a soft snap.The cold sword pierced into the pavilion pillar.Jing Jiu is not there.With a click, the snow pavilion collapsed.Mo Gong looked back in shock.Outside the palace gate, the roaring loud sound has not stopped, the pungent smell of burnt paste is spreading, and in the blurred smoke and dust, you can see the blood and water flying like a waterfall.When that fire bolt is combined with a rune treasure, it can produce extremely powerful power.Tong Yan was born weak in this life and couldn't go further on the cultivation path, so he made a lot of preparations in this regard, and actually broke one of Zhuo Rusui's arms in one fell swoop.This still couldn't stop Zhuo Rusui from killing him, but at least it bought some time, as long as Mo Gong could kill Jing Jiu and Liu Shi, he could turn around and relieve him.It's a pity that there is no chance.A very delicate palm print appeared on the back of the wheelchair.The palm print penetrated the stainless steel material and was directly printed on the back of the child's face.The blood that flew like a waterfall not only came from Zhuo Rusui's broken arm, but also from the child's lips.This is naturally Jing Jiu's shot, the question is how did he get there from Xueting?
What's even more puzzling is, where did he go at this time?
Mo Gong suddenly felt a little cold, and then felt very cold, as if there were countless cold winds surrounding his body and mind.He looked at his body and saw hundreds of tiny holes in it, oozing blood.The blood holes are so small that even the snow can't get in, but the cold wind can.Flesh and blood gradually filled those small holes again, but the damage could no longer be recovered, and the true qi dispersed like silk towards the heavens and the earth, and so did the vitality.Mo Gong looked at the blood holes that were gradually disappearing, and there was a lot of confusion in his heart, the emperor's realm was really extraordinary, but it was not higher than himself......
The cold wind rose again, and Jing Jiu reappeared in the snow, his face a little pale.Mo Gong looked at him in a daze and asked, "How can you be so fast?"
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