Lin Zhao frowned. Both Qingyan and Mr. Qin were the enemies of his heart. Qingyan was the reflection of Miss Leng in his heart, while Mr. Qin protected Lin Zhao time and time again. He knew
Yes, there were things he didn't know. Even when Mr. Qin had no intention of accepting him as a disciple, he still took care of him. In the end, in order to return the luck that belonged to the world to the world, Mr. Qin destroyed people with swords and killed Lin Zhaoshen.
Although he didn't say anything, he felt a lot of guilt in his heart. Many times, Lin Zhao would even feel that he was ashamed to be his disciple. These were inhumane feelings, buried deep in his heart.
the deepest thing.
Now, Wu Yuanzi condensed two dharma images, just to completely destroy Lin Zhao's state of mind. He used Qingyan to destroy the warmth in his heart, and used Qin Suihan to destroy the morality in his heart. How vicious his intentions were!
"elder brother!"
Qingyan put her hands behind her back and called him with a smile, just like she did in the countryside.
"Um."
Lin Zhao did not reject Qingyan in his heart. He nodded with a smile and said, "Everything is fine with me. There is no need to worry about Qingyan. Besides, I will always keep the gift you gave me with me."
As he spoke, he opened his palm, and in his palm was a flying sword that was only an inch long.
"Um!"
Qingyan nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Brother must live happily..."
As he said that, the little girl's body slowly turned into sporadic lights and dispersed.
Although the bond between him and Qingyan was very deep, his mentality had never gone astray, and there was no inner demon at all. Therefore, when Wu Yuanzi played this card, he was destined to fail.
"What about him?"
Wu Yuanzi smiled slightly, and Qin Suihan beside him slowly stepped forward, but at a certain moment, Qin Suihan's raised foot could no longer fall down again, as if it was suspended by something.
…
Human Race World, Furong Prefecture.
In an extremely quiet mountain forest, a chessboard is placed on a stalagmite. Under the moonlight, there are two rather vague and ethereal figures playing chess. One is a middle-aged scholar wearing a gray and white Confucian shirt and full of elegance.
The other one was an old pharmacist wearing a white robe, carrying a medicine basket behind his back, and there was even an ape scratching his head and ears squatting beside him.
The scholar held a white chess piece in his hand, hovering in the air, seeming to be caught in the black air currents. He frowned and said with a smile: "The human heart is full of ghosts. What is the shape of the human heart in this demon's heart?"
The old pharmacist sneered and said: "Greed, anger and ignorance have taken over. Will you fall in this chess or not? If you really intend not to fall, I will win this game. I will pay my debts to you. Next time Lin Zhao owes me a debt."
Altar of peach blossom stuffing, oh no, ten altars!”
"You are so beautiful."
The scholar laughed and said: "I, the teacher, didn't even have a chance to taste Lin Zhao's wine, but you, a herb collector, drank a lot of it. Is there such a truth in the world?"
"snort!"
The old pharmacist smiled and said: "The demon holding the umbrella is still powerful in a broken world. You, Qin Suihan, are Lin Zhao's husband after all. Shouldn't you be able to point out the flaws in Lin Zhao's mind?"
"Need not."
The scholar's eyes were indifferent: "My disciple Lin Zhao is born with the knowledge of reading. He has to realize the truth by himself. That is the best result. But you are indeed right. This demon holding the umbrella does have some abilities.
How about... you, the White Ape Patriarch, throw out a punch from here and kill Wu Yuanzi with one punch?"
"ah?"
The old pharmacist picked his nostrils: "If I had that ability... Why am I still playing chess with you here? I might as well fly to the upper world with my remaining soul and blow up Tianwaitian with one punch."
The scholar chuckled: "Okay, okay, it seems I still have to do it, so let's just use this chess piece to solve it."
As he spoke, he slowly dropped the white stone and said with a smile: "I have been dead for many years, but I don't want anyone to make a fuss about my remaining soul. It's really annoying!"
Immediately, the chessboard carved on the surface of the smooth stalagmite suddenly became vast and vast, as if it had turned into a real landscape chessboard. The white piece between the reader's fingers was surrounded by wisps of white cyclones, like a chessboard. Like a giant object falling between the mountains and the sea, when the scholar put his fingertips against the chess piece and pushed it into the chessboard, a sudden change occurred in the sky of Baihua Tianxia!
"Buzz~~~"
A huge star-like chess piece appeared in the sky above Ning'an City, carrying a strong white air current, and fell majestically from the sky, as if it was going to crush the entire Ning'an City. However, the real direction of the white piece was only Wu Yuanzi. The moment he saw the white piece falling from the sky, Wu Yuanzi's face became extremely pale and ugly. If Lin Wanhua's sword strike before was expected, then the chess piece with a rich Confucian and Taoist conception falling from the sky was absolutely It was unexpected.
"come!"
Wu Yuanzi looked violent and opened his oil-paper umbrella in the air, intending to block the chess piece with his own strength.
"boom!"
Amidst the loud noise, the chess piece landed on the oil-paper umbrella, and the second branch of the oil-paper umbrella exploded immediately. Wu Yuanzi vomited blood again, holding the umbrella bones with both hands, and roared, with wisps of black breath flowing all over his body. , and the Confucian and Taoist artistic conception of the chess piece on the umbrella cover was so rich that it was outrageous. The echo of the great road made Wu Yuanzi tremble in his heart. He even realized that if the owner of this chess piece was really alive, it would be simply impossible to destroy himself. Easy as pie!
"What are you waiting for?!"
Wu Yuanzi glared at Liu Liying angrily, and growled at Liu Liying with his heartfelt voice: "If you don't take action now, how long will it take?!"
Liu Liying gritted her silver teeth, raised her hand and took out the refined blood-colored soul-chasing arrow. With a "chi" sound, the soul-chasing arrow turned into a blood arrow and instantly pierced Lin Zhao's heart. Then, the arrow shot through Wu Yuanzi's throat without slowing down at all, and exploded on the street wall behind him.
"Liu Liying!"
Lu Huaining shouted, but when he looked carefully, he found that Lin Zhao was standing on the spot unharmed, dumbfounded. He was not shot through the heart by a soul-chasing arrow. On the contrary, there was a piece of paper with Lin Zhao's soul-chasing arrow on it. The arrow pierced his heart, and the drawing paper separated from Lin Zhao's body and fell to the ground.
In the end, the Folding Fan Goddess chose to side with Lin Zhao.
"OK!"
In the air, the remaining power of the white chess piece continued to explode. At the moment when the chess piece was about to disappear, the third umbrella branch exploded in response. Wu Yuanzi was even more injured. He took out a yellow card with Liu Liying's natal lineage written on it. The paper was stuck inside the oil-paper umbrella. Suddenly Liu Liying couldn't help it, and her body seemed to turn into the golden beauty in the mural, and was directly put into the oil-paper umbrella. And in the next moment, Wu Yuanzi turned into a wisp of black breath. Floated away and disappeared into the night sky.
"Liying!"
Lin Zhao felt a slight pain in his heart. Liu Liying chose him, but he was helpless. He watched her being taken away but could do nothing. That Wu Yuanzi seemed to be no longer a person in this world, everything was different.
…
The palace of the Minister was in a mess. In the distance, troops patrolling the city came over, but their faces were ashen. No one knew what happened here, but they all knew that the Imperial Master Zhao Qian was dead. His head was rolling around in the corner.
People dare to hold Lu Huaining accountable. After all, most people think that he is still a bachelor or the Minister of Household Affairs.
"Lin Zhao."
Lu Huaining's expression was full of guilt: "I'm sorry, because I... caused Miss Liu Liying..."
"fine."
Lin Zhao felt a little irritable and said, "Master Lu, this matter has nothing to do with you. Li Ying is just being taken advantage of. This is a feud between Wu Yuanzi and I."
At this time, the fish in the pond woke up and couldn't see Liu Liying at a glance. He asked anxiously: "Liying... where is Liying?"
"Wu Yuanzi put it in the umbrella and took it away." Lin Zhao said.
"Lin Zhao!"
The fish in the pond gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "You are Liying's son, why don't you stop me?!"
Lin Zhao also looked miserable with bruises all over his body at this time. He was holding the hilt of the Liquan Sword with one hand and looking at the fish in the pond with a blank expression. He wanted to save him, but how could he save it? He really couldn't beat Wu Yuanzi.
Moreover, frequent use of talismans consumes too much physical strength, and it is just that there is more than enough energy but not enough energy.
"well……"
The fish in the pond also knew that it was Lin Zhao's fault, and sighed: "What should we do next?"
"Deal with the mess in the capital, and then go to Lingze Mountain to rescue Liu Liying." Lin Zhao frowned and said, "In three days, it will be the day of the competition on the Immortal Platform, right?"
"right."
The fish in the pond looked solemn: "Do you doubt that Wu Yuanzi will be in Lingze Mountain?"
"Including climbing the Immortal Platform, it's just a game set by Wu Yuanzi."
Lin Zhao frowned and said, "Is there any way to call Chu Xiantong back?"
"this……"
The fish in the pond scratched his head, he was not familiar with Chu Xiantong.
At this time, a voice came from the wind: "No need to shout, I haven't gone far at all."
Chu Xiantong's figure appeared in the night sky, dressed in a purple dress, and cupped her fist at Lin Zhao: "Lin Zhao, thank you..."
Lin Zhao shook his head with a smile, then turned to look at Lu Huaining and said: "Lord Lu Huaining, let me ask you a question, do you think Xu Chen is a good emperor?"
Lu Huaining was stunned: "What...what do you mean?"
"Answer from your own heart, is he a good emperor?"
"..."
Lu Huaining's voice was very low: "Over the years, His Majesty has been resorting to militarism and almost exhausted the livelihood of the Xu dynasty in order to unify the world. The land of plenty and plenty back then is now almost in ruins."
"Um."
Lin Zhao nodded: "Lord Lu, stay in the mansion. Fish in the pool, Chu Xiantong, you guys come with me to the palace, and let's change the emperor for the Xu dynasty."
Lu Huaining was shocked: "Lin Zhao, you..."
"Lu Huaining!"
Lin Zhao's voice became a little louder: "You are a scholar and you should know that a gentleman does not use his power. I promise you that I will not kill Xu Chen."
"..."
Lu Huaining's voice became even lower: "I know..."
…
In the night sky, three sword lights rose from the ground and headed straight towards the imperial city in the center of Ning'an City. In the capital city now, Zhao Qian is dead and Huang Zong has surrendered, so no one can threaten Lin Zhao.
