Zeng Jing stopped, and after a moment, she smiled slightly: "Is this considered blind confidence?"
The prince said leisurely: "Think about what he has done, what do you think?"
Zeng Jing thought for a moment and then laughed dumbly: "Yes, Jiang Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao Jiangtian, who can trap his wings, I, the teacher, also want to see."
"Some birds have wings that are too gorgeous to trap." In the back mountain of Mount Tai, in a cave filled with luminous pearls, a man sitting cross-legged and meditating said slowly.
Under the soft light of the night pearl, it can be seen that this person is the current Emperor of Zhou Dynasty - Ping Zong.
Next to him was a fortune teller holding a banner. If Jiang Fan were here, he would be surprised.
This person turned out to be the fortune teller Lu Tiezui. The problem is, someone who can tell Qianlong not to use it, obviously knows Qianlong's plan, and should be the prince, why is he beside Emperor Ping and seems to be his confidant?
"What a pity, he didn't listen to the advice..." Lu Tiezui said with a wry smile.
Emperor Ping said calmly: "This kid's thoughts are unpredictable, just watch."
Lu Tiezui said: "Now the city is filled with murderous intent and extremely dangerous. Would your Majesty want to help?"
Emperor Ping said calmly: "Help? No, it's enough to pass the news to him. The rest depends on his own fate."
Lu Tiezui was a little confused and said: "If he...is really related to the grandson..."
Emperor Ping's eyes were calm and calm: "I said it has nothing to do with it."
Lu Tiezui was stunned and nodded slowly: "Yes, it doesn't matter."
Ping Huang said: "Go, I think it's time for my so-called daughter to come."
Lu Tiezui was stunned: "Shouldn't it be His Highness the Third?"
"He...? He has a more important person to keep an eye on..."
While talking, a message came: "Princess Chen Guo wants to see you——"
At this time, in Taiyue Fuyun Pavilion, two people were sitting opposite each other, staring at the remaining chess game.
"There is death... There is death but no life. You are determined to kill."
The sickly sick man picked up the white man and spoke slowly.
The dead elder's face was gray and expressionless, unlike a living person.
"In this world, people die every day."
The sick man elder sighed: "We have different opinions. You came here to guard against me..."
Yousheng said directly: "You are too entangled in your thoughts. Taiyue can't delay it any longer. No matter what your thoughts are, it's best to watch the chess game with peace of mind."
The sick man elder looked at the white piece in his hand: "Bai piece, as a backup plan...the opportunity has been lost..."
Yousheng picked up a black stone and said, "In this game of chess, in my opinion, the black stone will definitely win."
The sick man lowered his head and looked at the chessboard: "Not necessarily...the one holding the white piece is Zhang Zhiling..."
"Zhang Zhiling is Zhang Zhiling, and his apprentice is his apprentice." Yousheng's voice was dry but decisive.
The sick man seemed to think for a moment, but then revealed a hint of meaning: "Yes, he is not... Zhang Zhiling."
Yousei raised his dry eyelids and looked at the sick man: "Do you think there is still hope for him?"
The sick man smiled faintly: "On that day when King Xiaoyao ascended Mount Tai, he made an agreement with Zhang Yi to continue this game one day, so... we can just watch this game, it is not our place to play it..."
Yousheng stared at him for a moment, then actually put down the black piece in his hand and turned his gaze towards the foot of the mountain: "Guanqi... Since you believe in something, I will accompany my friend to watch Guanqi."
Jiang Fan was looking at the stick. He had always wondered why the monkey stole the stick and used it as a stick.
The five-foot-long stick looks unremarkable. It is black, uneven, and has a dull luster. It is coiled well and does not feel rough in the hand.
It's just that the material is a bit strange. It looks like wood, but it has a metallic texture and is very heavy. Without knowing it, Jiang Fan almost didn't pick it up because of his strange strength, which was really surprising.
A rough estimate is that this mere five-foot stick weighs at least a thousand kilograms.
Damn it, I never noticed how heavy this thing is? No wonder those unlucky guys' heads collapsed after just being knocked once.
You know, practical weapons are usually not too heavy. An ordinary sword only weighs three or four kilograms. Those with some strength can use about seven or eight kilograms. Only those with extraordinary talents and strong martial arts can use weapons weighing more than a hundred kilograms. But That's just rare. A weapon weighing more than a thousand kilograms will definitely kill you if you touch it.
I looked at Brother Monkey with great suspicion. This skinny three-foot hairy monkey is actually a violent King Kong?
Jiang Fan couldn't help but get excited and wanted to compete with Brother Monkey in strength. Of course, it is also to prepare for the upcoming war, at least to be aware of the helpers around you.
"Brother Liuer, come on, let's pull each other to see who is stronger."
Liu'er was playing with Xixi. Hearing this, his big golden eyes just looked at Jiang Fan who was getting ready, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Oh? Brother, what are you looking at? Are you looking down on your elder brother? I am the Great Sage Wukong, okay? I haven't been on the mountain for many years, and you have drifted away. Come here, I must make you grow taller today. See, brother, I am not what I used to be!"
When Jiang Fan was on the mountain, he knew that the monkey was very strong, but he never touched it and didn't know that it was so strong. Yet still confident.
Because in the past fifteen years, his physical body has undergone earth-shaking changes. After ten years of medicinal bathing, Sun Daotong has accumulated a lot of experience. In one day, he has changed the world. In addition, he has been infiltrated with the essence and blood of many kinds of mountains and seas. His body is extremely terrifying, and his strength is ridiculous, and it is growing every day.
Although the monkey should be a strange beast, and there is not much confidence in defeating it, the loss will not be too ugly. At least it can impress the monkey brother.
Full of confidence, he opened his stance and insisted on fighting with the monkey.
Seeing that he couldn't defeat him, the monkey lazily dropped the stupid snake in his hand and walked to Jiang Fan.
The round monkey eyes glanced at him, but without stretching out its paws, it actually turned around, stuck out its big red butt, and flicked its tail towards Jiang Fan.
ah? Damn it!
Mr. Jiang became angry instantly. How much do you look down on yourself? You actually want to use that thumb-thick monkey tail to compete with yourself?
"Okay! You can do it, you hozen, you asked for it. Don't let me pull off your tail later!"
Mr. Jiang, who felt deeply insulted by being poked in the face, rolled up his sleeves and reached out to grab the monkey's tail.
But he obviously miscalculated. Brother Monkey is not a Saiyan, and he will fall down when he pinches his tail. With just a slight flick, Mr. Jiang flew away, flew directly to the bed, and then landed steadily, lying downright. It's called being accurate if you have the strength to do it.
However, Mr. Jiang was confused. He had definitely exerted 100% of his strength just now. This was comparable to a body in the holy realm, but to Brother Monkey, it was just like a joke. Not only did this guy throw him away easily, he also used the right amount of force.
It is enough to show that Liu Er's strength is infinitely higher than Jiang Fan's, and Jiang Fan also instantly understood that Liu Er's control is amazing. No wonder Liu Er didn't look too outrageous when he played with him before, probably because he was afraid of hurting himself. .
Confused, completely confused, lying on the bed, Mr. Jiang's eyes were filled with doubts about life.
