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174 one hundred and seventy-four
Chapter one hundred and seventy-four, people who are chaotic, redefine the holy track
"Go here. 'Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*send"" He Qingqiu pointed to a place on the chessboard, and patiently pointed to the person in front of him.
The fleshy little hand grabbed a chess piece and carefully placed it where he pointed, and then the owner of the hand asked, "Is it really here?"
He Qingqiu held his forehead, took a deep breath, looked at the young girl in front of him as pleasantly as possible, and said, "Yes, Huohuang."
"Oh..." Huohuang nodded in understanding, and then asked, "What's next? Does Fengxian want to take the child too?"
Feng Xian, who was serving behind her, blinked slightly. He leaned over to Huohuang's side and said softly, "Playing chess is a matter of two people. You can study hard with Mr. He, and I will see it."
He Qingqiu looked at him and then at the ignorant Huohuang, and suddenly sighed, he rubbed his brows and said, "Has Huohuang not grown up all these years?"
"Are you blaming me for not taking good care of me?" Feng Xian asked him in displeasure. Before He Qingqiu could react, Huohuang stood up.
She was sweating nervously, her fingers twirling the corners of her clothes, and she was somewhat at a loss: "It's not Feng Xian's fault, it's my own slack!"
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He Qingqiu has nothing to say now, he nodded as if resigned, and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, don't blame him, you sit down, I will continue to teach."
Then Huohuang sat down uneasy and walked down step by step according to He Qingqiu's instructions. He Qingqiu took a step, and then explained to her why she had to take this step, and then let her think of countermeasures by herself. But when Huohuang made his own decision, he was extremely nervous, sweating profusely, and looked like he was about to faint. Seeing that she was under too much pressure, He Qingqiu couldn't bear to force her. Every time he pointed her to a position to let her go.
"Do you know why you want to go here?" He Qingqiu put the sunspot in his hand and asked Huohuang calmly.
Huohuang was in a hurry, she stumbled and said: "Because you just dropped a pill next to you, these two unite as one, work together, and then you can...you can win..."
The more she spoke, the more vacuous she became, and finally she lowered her head with a flushed face, and said no more words. He Qingqiu silently listened to her explaining the chess game like a story, not knowing whether to cry or laugh. Feng Xian patted her on the head, and the warmth in his hand passed to her, which made her calm down quickly, she said ashamedly, "I don't know, I was just talking nonsense, I'm sorry."
"It's alright." He Qingqiu looked at her with a complicated expression, "Raise your head, Huohuang, you did nothing wrong. Besides, even if you are wrong, no one in this world is qualified to make you bow your head."
Feng Xian also said softly, "Take your time, we are not in a hurry.
But Huohuang was still in a state of unease, and she looked like she was about to cry: "It's all my fault, if I hadn't been too bad, I wouldn't have dragged everyone down. Feng Xian, if you killed me, would there be any harm? What about another better Fire Phoenix to take this position?"
Feng Xian's expression turned ugly, his hands clenched tightly, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "There is no other Fire Phoenix. For me, you have always been the only one."
He Qingqiu next to him suddenly felt that he was a little annoying, he turned his head and pretended to be looking at the chessboard. At this time, Feng Xian said in a deep voice, "Don't say such things... I beg you, Wuhuang."
"Cough, okay, let's go here first." He Qingqiu finally couldn't stand it anymore, he looked at Feng Xian and said in an unquestionable tone, "Huohuang rest first, Feng Xianzun and I Would you like to play a game?"
Feng Xianbi narrowed her eyes slightly, and he said to Huohuang, "You go out first, I'll be fine right away."
Huohuang sniffed and gradually disappeared from the picture scroll. In the blink of an eye, only He Qingqiu and Fengxian were left in the bamboo forest. Feng Xian lifted up the black robe and sat in front of He Qingqiu, he said coldly, "What are you going to say?"
"Feng Xianzun is looking at that child too closely." He Qingqiu lazily cleaned up the chessboard and started a new game, "Xianzun Jinghua and you both feel sorry for her, so we won't let her see the filth of this troubled world. But she didn't know it herself. She thought that she was not doing well enough, and it was a hindrance to Xiandao, and she felt more and more inferior and blamed herself. It's not good to go on like this."
Feng Xian's face was always not good-looking, and he replied coldly: "My phoenix is auspiciousness in heaven and earth, if it encounters the vicissitudes of the turbulent times, it will definitely die early, and Jinghua and I have no choice but to do it."
"What are you talking about..." He Qingqiu laughed lightly, he fiddled with the chess sheet in his hand and said, "If you want to keep Huohuang, you shouldn't join the WTO in the first place. Since Mianfeng Gallery has joined the WTO, don't talk about these empty words. ."
Feng Xian's eyes were slightly cold, but He Qingqiu looked at him calmly, and then said, "For Feng Xianzun, what exactly is Huohuang?"
"King, half body, part of life." Feng Xian replied without hesitation.
He Qingqiu shook his head regretfully, and the mockery in his eyes became stronger: "Feng Xianzun can't feel it, you have lived too long. You always wake up every time the Fire Phoenix appears, watching She is young and promising, assist her, and then stand with her at the peak of immortality. Because you will always meet her in her most beautiful years, you will have an illusion... She is not dead, she has always been exist."
"Enough, shut up." Feng Xian looked sharp, the word "death" obviously met some kind of taboo for him.
He Qingqiu kept his clear and sharp eyes, and said without hesitation: "But the fact is that she has been knocked out of the world, Xianzun, you know, after going through reincarnation, she is no longer the person she used to be. .Like an orchid..."
He pointed to the few bluegrass that had been drilled out of the stone cracks on the edge of the chessboard, and said, "If you only look at it when it is blooming, you may think that it has always been a single plant. But if you can look at it squarely, It grows every year, then you will understand that it is different every year. The previous one is dead, and now it is brand new, and it is different from every previous one.”
Feng Xian's face was ashen, but she couldn't say anything to refute.
"It is said that Huohuang does nothing, but I think the problem should lie with Feng Xianzun. You are wrong, you should have let go."
Although He Qingqiu's voice was gentle, his words were contaminated with the harshness of March's spring cold, and Feng Xian's heart froze when he heard it.
"I don't know what to do with her anymore..." Feng Xian was silent for a long time before suddenly saying a word, He Qingqiu felt that he was about to be pushed to the limit, he said, "Mr. He has any advice?"
He Qingqiu sighed slightly in his heart, and then said, "Let her take me to the Beichuan battlefield, anyway, I'm going to die, it's better to die vigorously."
He thought, in fact, no one has done anything wrong, it's just that this troubled world is not forgiving.
"good."
Feng Xian closed her eyes slightly, and the hot and unfamiliar liquid slid down the stern face, dripping from the open red shirt. He Qingqiu didn't look at his tears, but turned to look at the lush bamboo forest. There is a broken stone tablet in the bamboo forest. There is no word on the stone tablet. In front of the tablet is a glass of turbid wine and a few pieces of dogwood leaves.
"Feng Xianzun can stabilize Guiling Temple here, and I will do my best in Moling over Beichuan." He Qingqiu got up and walked towards the stone tablet. He lifted the cup of chrysanthemum and wolfberry wine and stared at the dark red new wine.
Feng Xian also stood up and said in a hoarse voice, "May Mo Ling's trip be ashamed, punish those who are in chaos, and re-establish the holy path of humanity."
He Qingqiu drank his glass of wine, and there was only a sigh in the wind in response.
In the imperial capital of Gaya, the originally silent and solemn deep palace was raging with fire, countless people cried and wailed, blood flowed out of the palace gate, and the entire moat was filled with rotten red and black.
Countless gorgeous palaces have been turned into scorched earth, and this imperial city that has stood for thousands of years was broken overnight. Those who used to fear it and weep at its feet can now step on it a few times. It was the first time that commoners who had touched farm implements all their lives saw such a place. The walls were made of gold, the roof was made of jade, and the four walls were inlaid with pearls. Treasures were piled up in the treasury. They break into places that have been carefully crafted for generations by countless skilled craftsmen, stuffing everything they can see and move into their arms.
Huangfu Liuxian stood in the sea of fire, frowning at the sight of these completely out of shape army: "Everyone obeys orders! Don't rape, loot! Don't kill unarmed people!"
Her voice didn't get far before it was drowned out by the collapse of a huge bronze cauldron. The bronze cauldron stood in front of the emperor's bedroom, two stories high, and several people wanted to climb into the cauldron. At this time, the base of the tripod was cracked and shattered due to the high temperature, and the giant tripod collapsed because it lost its balance.
The remaining soldiers stepped directly over the corpses of these people and climbed into the cauldron, and then took out a piece of sacrificial instruments from it.
"Stop!" Huangfu Liuxian drew his sword brazenly, and said to the guards left and right, "Control them!"
"Hey..." A cold laughter came from behind her, "You expect these brainless beasts to stop? It's better to chop off their claws first."
Huangfu Liuxian turned around and said, "Mr. Song?"
Song Liyou walked over slowly, and the ghostly aura eroded the soldiers who were in a frenzy: "How the Gaya Dynasty treats them, they will retaliate with the same things, blood, killing, rape...prostitution... in the Gaya clan. Under the government, they only saw this, and only learned this."
The bodies of those people gradually weakened, and Huangfu Liuxian saw in horror that black ghosts appeared on their bodies. These ghosts were full of resentment, and they bit people when they saw them, turning all living things into blood clots. And those who were killed by them belonged to Fengdu City because of the influence of ghosts, and became the help of Song Liyou's men.
Song Liyou covered his mouth and nose with a folding fan contemptuously. The filthy smell in the air made him unable to stand it. He said, "People are stupid and cruel. When you beat them, you can dominate them. I think you It's easy to be smarter than them, the only thing that's not easy is to be crueler than everyone else."
Song Liyou walked forward, all the places he stepped on were turned into ghost realms, and there was no more popularity. The black city descended from the sky and overlapped with this endless palace, continuously hollowing out the Dragon Vein King Qi. Song Liyou felt the tempering of Wang Dao's luck quite comfortably, and suddenly felt that this errand was not too bad.
"Mr. Song was once a courtier of Gaya?" Huangfu Liuxian caught up, her body was surrounded by purple energy, and she was not afraid of the strong ghostly aura around Song Liyou.
Song Liyou folded his fan and smiled: "Yes, my name is given by the Son of Heaven, and my life is also made by the Son of Heaven, but it's a pity that I couldn't bear this kind of bull-horse kindness hundreds of years ago. '. Now it's finally over, but it's a matter of cause and effect, so far the world is no longer fettered by me, and the way is just around the corner!"
Huangfu Liuxian didn't understand what he said later, but he understood the first few sentences.
The sun and the moon are gradually stagnant, and the wind and rain are separated from worry.
What the Son of Gaya bestows on this poet-picker has never been a blessing, but suffering and suffering. Now he has finally returned all this, and he will no longer be disturbed by meditating and resentment.
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