Nangong Zhenyi looked at Xu Jinxin's pale face and felt a little panicked.
There was blood on the corners of his mouth, as if he had just suffered a serious internal injury, which completely crushed his heart.
Nangong Zhenyi shook Xu Jinxin's body, speaking anxiously, but as if he was extremely afraid of something. "It will be okay, it will be okay. Xu Jinxin, believe me, nothing will happen."
But Xu Jinxin's body was limp, as if he had really died at that moment.
She stood up, picked Xu Jinxin up and ran forward without stopping.
God knows, the warmth of the princess's embrace must be the envy of many people forever.
But she didn't have the mind to think about anything else. She just kept praying and talking so much that he didn't even know what she was saying.
"Xu Jinxin, believe me, you will see your senior brother again. You can play chess with him. You can teach him the art of swordsmanship. You can also sit on a boat and talk with him. You can watch others talk about poetry and painting on the shore. Also, you still have me. Do you believe me, okay?"
When Li Yi and Jiang Yu rushed to the drug store, it was completely dark.
Xu Jinxin was lying on the bed and had already taken off his white robe.
Nangong Zhenyi was sitting on a stool outside, covered in blood but shaking horribly.
Jiang Yu walked up to her, put his hand on her shoulder, and spoke cautiously. "Sister Nangong, it will be fine."
Nangong Zhenyi forced out a smile and spoke hoarsely. "You said he'll be fine, right?"
Jiang Yu sat next to her and patted her shoulder. Nod. "Yeah! It'll be okay. I have it, Li Yi, and the prescription from that little miracle doctor Su."
Langya Pavilion.
A young man named Deng Shilin sat under the tree in the yard, holding his chin in his hands and thinking hard.
Most of the chess pieces were played on the table, and the pieces were in a mess.
The door next to him was open, but it wasn't because he forgot to close it, but because he knew someone was coming.
He had just met that person. He was one of the two disciples that Master Yuan had recently accepted.
Yes, it's a girl, a very beautiful and interesting girl named Lou Qinyi.
The girl came to challenge him before, but he avoided the fight. Later, the girl also forgot about the challenge.
Probably influenced by him, every time I come here I study chess with him instead.
Later, in addition to studying chess skills, they also occasionally competed in swordsmanship.
Deng Shilin thought that if the two of them didn't have any emotional entanglements, they would actually be a little afraid of others saying that they had a secret meeting with their lover.
He picked up a chess piece and held it in his hand, but when he was about to drop it, he stopped it again, feeling something was wrong.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew outside.
He clenched the chess piece in his hand vigilantly.
Because this breath was not that of the girl, but a breath that he had never seen before.
But the breath never stopped, it just passed over his head and headed towards Longshan Pavilion, which was closest to him among the nine pavilions of Langya Pavilion.
He was so anxious that when he stood up, he knocked over the entire chessboard and scattered the chess pieces all over the floor.
As for why he was anxious, it was because the person who lived in Longshan Pavilion was his uncle who loved playing chess the most and was always respected by him.
Uncle Shi's cultivation level was low, not even as good as him. Now that a strong enemy was attacking, he couldn't resist it.
When I was a child, I never understood how someone with such a low cultivation level could have such high prestige in front of his uncle and others.
Later, when I went to Longshan Pavilion every day to listen to my uncle's stories, I suddenly realized that my uncle seemed to have seen the big world, but that was all.
Later, when he went down the mountain, he heard others talking about it. It turned out that his uncle was not unknown and his cultivation level was not very low. He just suffered from this illness during the war between humans and demons.
Uncle Shi barely dragged half of his body back from the battlefield. It was not easy, but he was already a cripple.
But most of the people who sat and talked with him have already buried themselves in the dust.
Having said that, it's just that I and others don't understand that my uncle's cultivation level is not low. He is a famous chess master in Western Chu and even the whole world, and he deserves to be the only one in the world.
However, at this time, this breath, with endless edge, went towards his Longshan Pavilion and pointed directly at his face. Is he in danger?
Deng Shilin jumped up, landed on the roof, and flew towards the mountain. A mahogany sword inserted into the soil beside him roared, and he quickly pulled it out and followed him, landed at his feet, and flew towards the mountain.
Mountain.
The well-built yard was not quiet, instead there was the sound of banging and banging.
If people saw Yang Yu, a chess master who once claimed to be unparalleled in the world, not playing chess and thinking, but building tables, chairs and benches, they would probably lament that he was impoverished.
But just as he put down the ink fountain, someone walked into his yard.
He seemed to be aware of it, turned around and looked over. When he saw the person, he understood.
The person who came was a man, not very good-looking, and a little short, but very young, only in his twenties.
But everyone who knows this person knows that being young is hard to describe for this person, because he only looks to be in his twenties. As for his true age, no one knows.
"Brother Yang, long time no see." said the visitor.
"It turns out to be sir."
"But surprised?"
Yang Yu smiled and stopped repairing the tables, chairs and benches. Instead, he opened the door and walked in, saying. "I'm surprised, not just by the appearance."
The man was not modest and walked in directly.
He found a random place to sit down, without any appearance. asked. "Why?"
"More than 20 years ago, when I met my husband, he looked like this. Now that I am about to be buried, he still looks like this."
"Actually, it's not that nothing has changed at all. At least, a lot of things have been opened up."
After the young man finished speaking, he looked at the decorations in the room. There were some musical instruments and carved toy wooden swords hanging around. Through the outdoors, you could see a long stream of water. Of course, there should be a group of ducks.
"Your furnishings are quite good. I will build a room like this later."
"Nowadays, I don't do anything but look good. It's useless."
Yang Yu poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him. He didn't seem to understand tea and drank it in one sip. Seeing Yang Yu looking over, he felt a little embarrassed and said. "You know I was thirsty all the way."
At this moment, there was a gust of wind outside.
He smiled and said. "You are quite talented. I didn't expect that I would care about you so much. I was afraid that I would do something bad to you."
"Sir, if you are really harmful to anyone, I'm afraid that person will not survive."
"Don't scare people, I'm not that magical."
Yang Yu didn't care and just shouted outside. "Shilin! This is an old friend of mine. Don't worry about my uncle."
"But Uncle Master, are you really okay?"
"Nothing, if you really care about my uncle, then cook some dishes for him to go with the wine."
"Since my uncle has nothing to do, Shilin will make arrangements right now."
With that said, he walked to the stove next to him.
"Why are you here, sir?"
"I pass by occasionally and come to see you, and bring you some news. Xi Chu is about to end the war, and the man who calls himself a useless scholar has already gone north."
"I have heard of the useless scholar, but he is just an unknown person in Western Chu. Is it really useful to go north?"
"A person who is inconspicuous is not really useless. He is powerful. I am afraid he is on par with the Western Chu Sword Immortal."
The Sword Immortal of Western Chu is the number one in Western Chu who only appeared after Mr. Su, Mr. Li and the so-called Wu Fool, Deacon Chen Deng, fell from the throne of number one in Western Chu.
Later, the Western Chu swordsman suddenly retired, and it was the turn of the Sanren Liu Yanchang, who is now known as the number one in Western Chu.
"Sir, I'm sure you didn't tell a lie." But when he said these words, he suddenly felt that he had lost his words. Could it be that what he said was still false?
"A man armed with an iron horse can stop millions of troops by himself."
"I didn't expect this useless scholar to be so strong."
"No! The Spear Immortal died early, otherwise with his talent, he would probably be on par with these two."
"I met the Spear Immortal a few times. He was very young. Unfortunately, he died six years ago. It's really a pity."
yes! With his talent, I am afraid it will be compared to
The man smiled. "Not to mention those who are far away, let's just say that right now, the young gentleman guarding the northwest has fallen. The useless scholar also has to go north to carry the banner. It has to be said that Western Chu has these two, Really lucky.”
"That Mr. Jiang fell down?"
"I heard from Shilin that he occupies an important position in the northwest. He has single-handedly turned the tide and offered many strategies to defeat the shadows. Shilin respects him very much."
"He was not smart before, but fortunately he cared about Xichu Liming and made a deal with the little monk Wuyu who was driven down the mountain. It is a deal, and there should be a price."
"Trade, the forbidden technique of Bailong Temple, "The Fragment of Bailing"?"
"That's right."
"The price is to save tens of millions of people, but he and that little monk will die?"
"Actually, there is no solution. Someone is already in southern Xinjiang. They can save these two people. It's just that, it's just bad things."
"It would be great if someone carries the banner."
"I said so much, do you believe me?"
Yang Yu smiled. "If you don't believe me, sir, then who else can!"
This is true. The people in the world who know destiny are Master Jiukong from Nanmu Kingdom and Taoist Lingxu from Daoxian Sect.
These two are really good at knowing destiny, but in front of this person, they all look weak and weak.
This person is accurate in what he says, and his words sound like a curse.
"Some time ago, there was a strange phenomenon in the southwest. I am afraid that the sword immortal fell. Sir, do you know who it is?"
"Not an old-school swordsman, just a young man with great talent."
"young people?"
"Yes, very young, an eighteen-year-old swordsman."
"Young man, why not!"
Yang Yu smiled and couldn't help but sigh.
The man smiled and said. "Young people have a lot of twists and turns. Sometimes they can't figure it out and that's what happens when their brains heat up. But it's not a fall, it's just a ruin of life's destiny."
"Isn't that also going to kill you?"
"Yes, but being saved by a guy and keeping him alive is a good thing."
Yang Yu shook his head. "In this case, wouldn't it mean that things are getting worse and worse, and sooner or later he will die."
"That's not entirely true. I have a few friends around me, so I can probably survive."
"It's a pity. What's the use of living? He's just a useless person. Like me, his days are like years."
"Maybe a miracle will happen one day, it's not necessarily that I will still be here!"
When the man said this, he remembered the two bottles of wine he had brought with him and handed one over. "Like the winemaker's immortality, it tastes good, but I forgot to give it to you."
"My health is getting worse and I really don't dare to drink."
"Yes, then I will stay with you. I can take a sip when I'm thirsty on the road. I can only blame you for not being able to bear it."
At this moment, Deng Shilin brought up several dishes of side dishes.
"Uncle Master and this gentleman, please use it with caution."
Then he retreated and stood outside the door.
Yang Yu said. "Shi Lin, please go down the mountain. My husband and I have something to say."
"But my great uncle."
"Don't worry, sir, I won't do anything to my uncle."
In fact, no matter what happens to him, can he, a junior, stop this gentleman?
"Then the disciple resigned. Master, uncle, remember to call the disciple if something happens."
He said, jumped up and walked down the mountain.
The man put a piece of green vegetables in his mouth and praised it. "The craftsmanship is quite good."
Yang Yu was a little relieved. "That kid has learned it before."
"It's a pity, he will die."
Yang Yu was stunned and quickly asked. "I will die, why?"
"For some friends."
"Is there any way to avoid that?"
"No."
"Sir, can you save him?"
"You know, I am an outsider and cannot save you. However, you can."
"What's the cost?"
The man put the jug on the table and made a sound, one word at a time? "A life for a life."
"I know, with my old bones, if I can exchange for his peace of mind, it will be worth it."
The man laughed and said. "You are not afraid of death."
"He has been dead for a long time. Now he is just hanging on for a breath. All my friends have been buried for many years. To be honest, I miss them a little."
After having enough wine and food, the man became interested again. "I want to try your chess skills?"
Yang Yu put away the tableware on the table, wiped it clean, put the chessboard in place, and stretched out his hand to signal the man to play first.
The man caught a sunspot, thought about it, and directly played Tianyuan.
Yang Yu frowned. I really don’t understand why this gentleman came here. Could it be that his chess skills are really extraordinary and he is playing tricks on old people and children?
This is a bit embarrassing. How powerful this gentleman must be to be able to make the chess master who once claimed to be unparalleled in the world to be a little apprehensive and afraid to make moves.
If this matter is revealed, everyone will inevitably wonder whether the name of the chess master back then was mixed with water.
Yang Yu asked. "Sir, what is this?"
The man put down a handful of chess pieces, frowned in thought, and stood up. "That's all. I don't know how to play chess. It gives me a headache."
Yang Yu was speechless. He thought this gentleman had some clever tricks for playing Tianyuan, but he didn't expect that he just couldn't make blind moves.
The people who let him play chess for half his life were afraid to make moves.
