Fu Canglu

Chapter 210 Playing Chess for the Northern Wei Dynasty

Buddha Skeletons (Thirty)

Turn back time for a stick of incense
The location is the Peony Garden of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

A play on the green curtain lotus stage finally came to an end.

The master of Fengxian Palace said with a trembling voice, "You want to burn the whole Luoyang?"

And Cao Zhixuan just smiled lightly, and said calmly: "Yes."

A seal in his arms vibrated restlessly, and while he looked calm on the surface, he already felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The world of Buddha skeletons in the Ukiyosin is in chaos at this moment, and I have been unable to contact the great master.

The only thing that can be done is to follow the layout laid out 16 years ago.

On top of the Buddha's remains, Luoyang was reborn from the ashes.

All calamities will be borne by the white-robed old fox and Xuan Shangyu's avatar.

When the master of the purple robe is born, the spirit power of the tenth realm will open up a new world for Luoyang. At that time, the Northern Wei Dynasty will be the leader of the millennium, and it will be the best in the world. The eyebrows are aligned, just lift your fingers and loosen the strings, and you can shoot Kunlun with an arrow.

"Cao Zhixuan, you," Li Yu trembled, not knowing what to say, "Why are you so crazy?"

Crazy.

Cao Zhixuan was silent.

crazy?

He laughed dumbly.

"Is it crazy to put it to death and come back to life?"

What the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty saw was not the 16 years that he and Qi Liang lived in peace with each other.

What's more, it's Qi Liang Literary Review who monopolizes the top ten monsters in the world.

What's more, it was Qi Liang Tianque who really trampled on the eighteen generals of the Central Plains.

Now the Northern Wei Dynasty seems to be on an equal footing with Qi Liang, but it has already fallen into the inferior position, and secretly fell into a difficult situation.As soon as the war started, the Northern Wei Dynasty could only retreat step by step. Facing Qi Liang, who had the right time, place and people, if they really fought, no matter how unwilling they were, they could only knock out their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs. In the end, they could not retreat. In the Northland, they competed with the prairie barbarians from the five royal courts of the Northern Plains for survival resources.

What Cao Zhixuan saw was ten years later, 20 years later, after the iron cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty broke through the eight-foot mountain of the chess palace, the two countries in the Central Plains no longer tolerated each other, and after they slowly stood up to each other, the final battle was inevitable.

But in today's Northern Wei Dynasty, where is there a trace of victory?
"Fengxian." Cao Zhixuan smiled softly, "I have no choice."

"You call this crazy?"

The man from the Cao family took a deep breath and smiled, "Actually, this is not crazy. This is the only way to survive in the Northern Wei Dynasty."

If the Northern Wei Dynasty was doomed to come to an end one day, then Cao Zhixuan was unwilling to just watch Shiwanli Futu withdraw from the stage of history in such a useless manner.

The battle of the great world, the battle of luck.

Qi Liang's luck is outrageously good.

The three young pythons of the Xiao family have already shown their outstanding talents, and most of the eight aristocratic families at the top of the world are also rooted in Jiangnan Road.

So the Northern Wei Dynasty wanted to burn the city, trying to strangle the two young pythons to death in the Northern Wei Dynasty, leaving the eight people in this old city, and disappearing together with the Suzaku vain flames.

A real dead end.

Absolute household, the household of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Nirvana after ashes.

Extinct households, all households in Qiliang, all of them must be exterminated.

The owner of Fengxian Palace stared blankly at the familiar but unfamiliar man standing up, and finally paused slightly in front of the wooden door.

The Cao family man smiled, turned his back to Li Fengxian and smiled.

"Save the dragon species of the Northern Wei Dynasty, I will go out for a while."

Suddenly, an ominous thought emerged in the heart of the harem master of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

babble

The wooden door of the peony garden has been closed.

Cao Zhixuan pushed open the wooden door, and what caught his eyes was the unsurprisingly monstrous flames.

In the midst of the sea of ​​flames, this man from the Cao family, dressed in a loose royal robe, raised his arms slightly, and the sky-high red flames could not get within three feet of him.

The imperial robes of the Northern Wei Dynasty fell to the ground.

He took off his dragon robe, revealing his white clothes.

He took out a golden jade seal that looked like glazed glass from his bosom.

Cao Zhixuan smiled, held the jade seal in his hand, and said softly: "The fire is scattered."

The sea of ​​flames made way for it.

A large bowl was turned upside down above the peony garden, blocking Suzaku Xuyan from it.

Then the man stepped forward, all the way straight.

In the sky filled with flames, the young emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty whispered to himself alone.

"The ancients said that if you play a hundred moves in chess, you will live forever."

"The first step starts from the commoner, in the huts, bowing your head and forbearance, not daring to show your edge, and settling in a place where there are few birds, just seeking a smooth start."

"The second step is to become famous in troubled times. He wears a heavy helmet and fights bloody battles. The world is going against the law. I will follow the kingly way, dominate the world, and compete against the crowd."

"How to count, count, and measure the number of chess pieces after that?"

"The fighting between the eight kingdoms is unpredictable. The rivers and lakes and the temples are broken by gods, let alone an ordinary person?" He smiled and said: "Who would have thought that I would be able to get this far? Do the math, and it is barely enough to walk ninety steps , it's almost the end, isn't it too much?"

"One step at No. 90, the ninth day of June in the 16th year of the Spring and Autumn Period, straightening the back of the Northern Wei Dynasty." He chuckled softly: "From then on, one move turned the situation around and fought against heaven and man."

Then the smile stopped.

The smiling face of the Cao family man was extremely ugly, and sparks scattered in front of his eyes, sweeping into the image of a tall man.

He said desolately: "The price you paid is that there will be no flag-bearers in the Northern Wei Dynasty for ten years."

"Later, when I played chess again, there was more killing breath. What I thought was that if you died, why should these people live? It would be better to die for the Northern Wei Dynasty." The Cao family man laughed dumbly and said: "Luoyang July Seven, the dignitaries who were shot and killed by that old fox had all personal grievances with him, and if they die, they will create an unforgivable crime for Liu Chanqi's bloody sin today."

The words paused slightly.

"I've said so much, I just want to tell you."

Holding the Ukishi Seal, the man from the Cao family looked at the figure of the tall man tumbling endlessly in the sea of ​​flames, and said softly: "I have walked so many steps and performed so many moves for the Northern Wei Dynasty. Ukishiyin stays in Luoyang. I don’t want the longevity that the ancients said, but only hope that the Northern Wei Dynasty can win the final victory against Qiliang.”

The man in the white robe fluttering in the sea of ​​flames was smiling.

"I have an ominous premonition." Cao Zhixuan said softly, "If that person enters Luoyang and invites me to die, I will have to die."

"But if I die, who will play the hundred-move chess?"

The white-robed man in the sea of ​​flames shook his head lightly.

"Yes." The Cao family man also smiled, and said softly, "She can't play this game of chess."

This already somewhat neurotic man went all the way.

Ukiyoyin is in front, and the sky is full of flames to open the way.

Rambling along the way.

But no one heard his voice.

Amid the howling of Suzaku Void Flame, his voice was so humble.

It turns out that the supreme power in the world is nothing more than one person's joys and sorrows in the final analysis.

And a person's sorrows and joys, in the face of life and death, are faintly inaudible.

But the voices of mourning and crying all over the city of Luoyang are so clear.

The Cao family man stopped slightly.

He finally arrived at his destination.

So it was no surprise to see such a scene.

The sea of ​​flames in the sky did not retreat another three feet in front of him.

And among the raging Suzaku flames, there are black and white figures of a man and a woman very close together.

The man in the big white robe maintained a stiff posture, holding a graceful woman in black in his arms.

A cascade of red hair spread out, trembling layer by layer in the heat wave.

And the black-robed woman stuck herself into the arms of the white-robed man, face to face, hugging with both hands, very intimate.

The smile on the face of the white-robed old fox has not faded.

The face in front of him that he had lifted the veil with his own hands has amazing eyebrows and eyes, just like 16 years ago, just like Wanggui Mountain, just like all the years when he was young.

Just a hint of indifference.

The black-robed woman who is also of King Kong's physique was close to him, her back was like a snake and a scorpion, her hands tore off the white robe, exposing a large piece of skin, her ten fingers were like hooks, pulled and contracted, and immediately grabbed a whole piece of flesh and blood.

The whole back was dripping with blood.

Liu Chanqi let out a dull cough.

Blood stained the white robe.

He ignored the blood he coughed up, and just stared affectionately at the woman in his arms.

But the woman in her arms raised her head, but looked at the man expressionlessly, and tore apart the hands that were fondling his back.

So flesh and blood blossomed again.

shocking.

Liu Chanqi suddenly laughed.

Laughed like a child.

The white-robed old fox looked at the black-robed red-haired woman with a smile, and confirmed that this person was exactly the same as Shen Hongying in terms of spirit, appearance, and voice.

She is Shen Hongying.

He has been looking for Shen Hongying for 16 years.

The old fox in white robe tremblingly stretched out a hand, and gently landed on the face of this woman with whom he was very close.

She didn't even tremble when she was unconscious.

The ten fingers of both hands hooked open the flesh and blood, and penetrated into the man's flesh and blood from the back.

Inch by inch.

The temples of the white-robed old fox were already stained with clotted blood, and his body trembled as the hands went deeper.

But his smile is so bright.

"Shen Hongying"

The trembling fingers of the white-robed old fox landed on her face, but found that his own blood stains could not be wiped off no matter what.

"I finally found you"

Shen Hongying's hands that penetrated into the heart of the white-robed old fox pulled slightly, grabbing his heart.

The heart that is beating actively under the physique of the King Kong.

The white-robed old fox could no longer move.

He thought about what it would be like to see Shen Hongying again one day.

But I never thought that it would be like this scene.

The beating of the heart gradually weakened.

"I've been looking for you"

gradually weakened.

"I found it today. Really, I'm so happy."

Weak again.

"But why?"

The white-robed old fox rested his chin lightly on her shoulder, blood stained his snow-white teeth, overflowing from his mouth.

Slurred speech.

I have been looking for you for 16 years.

But why, I found you today.

You don't recognize me anymore?
The white-robed old fox was still laughing.

There are two lines of muddy tears in the corner of his eyes when he laughs.

His eyes were already blurred, he leaned on Shen Hongying's body, his mouth was full of blood, he murmured in her ear.

"Red Red Baby, just say a word, just a word, okay?"

(End of this chapter)