The magnificent power of destiny is flying, and the dazzling light is slowly hovering. Bigan looked forward with gentle eyes. Not long ago, he sensed a fluctuation in the fate of humanity and rushed here immediately.
"Grand Master! I've been waiting here for a long time." After the voice fell, a beam of light rose from the ground and turned into threads to block the front.
The one who comes is not good.
Could it be that he slapped the table too hard during this period, which made the old boy feel unhappy and wanted to slap him with a black hand? After a second thought, I felt something was wrong. He was just a civil servant. I, the most powerful general in the military, was afraid of him: "The Prime Minister is not in the house to deal with all kinds of affairs, such as transportation, money and food. What are you doing here?"
"You've got half a day to spare, how about playing a game of chess with me, Master?" Bigan said calmly, and the power of fate intertwined into a chessboard appearing in front of him.
Wen Zhong frowned.
This old guy has always been gentle and weak. When did he become so rough? Could it be that during the years he was not in Chaoge City, something happened that changed his temperament drastically: "I still have something to do, let's play chess later."
"Um?"
Bigan's eyes flashed with a meaningful charm.
He picked up a cup of tea from somewhere and drank it slowly. Not only did the web of fate behind him not dissipate, it actually expanded a bit.
"What does Xiangguo mean?" Wen Zhong felt the smell of gunpowder from his elegant behavior. Mo Qilin became alert and stared straight ahead.
Bigan said calmly: "I'm afraid the Grand Master won't be able to move. This chess must be played."
"You..." Wen Zhong was choked by these words. Is this what a civil servant can say? In terms of eloquence, ten of us tied together are no match for him, but in terms of fists, even a hundred of them can't stop me from punching him.
"Roar!"
Feeling the master's mood, Mo Qilin looked up to the sky and roared, and a ball of flame appeared all over his body. The third eye on Grand Master Wen's forehead opened, and all the strength in his body was mobilized at an extremely fast speed: "If this is the case, then you are offended!"
"I would like to see if the Prime Minister can stop me."
"..."
"..."
Voice surround.
The majestic power of thunder spurted out.
However, the next moment it disappeared without a trace.
Bigan stretched out his hand to pick up a chess piece and placed it gently on the chessboard. The wheels of fate intertwined, and the power in Wen Zhong's body eroded and disintegrated at an extremely fast speed: "It is destined that the Grand Master will not be able to leave this place."
"It is destined that the Grand Master will return to Chaoge City."
"It is destined that if the Grand Master forces his way to Triton Mountain to test his fate, he will be violently suppressed."
"..."
"..."
Every time a sound falls, Bigan will take out a chess piece and place it on the chessboard. The chess pieces are connected with each other, and the fate of humanity begins to move.
now.
Wen Zhong became an ordinary person.
All his strength was suppressed by the power of fate, and his three eyes showed a look of surprise, unable to tell who was the leader of the generals, between himself and Bigan.
"It's just a cover-up. How can I stop this Grand Master?" Wen Zhong was furious. How could his best friend for many years become like this? Is he too powerful, or am I degenerated.
Bigan sighed: "Fighting and killing is not what I am good at. It's just that the Grand Master is stubborn and ineffective, so I can only do it reluctantly and cannot convince others with his virtue."
Say it.
Threads of fate are flying one after another.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Zhong received a solid slap.
He was stunned.
When did this old boy jump out? Weren't we sitting and playing chess just now?
"I want to talk to you, but you won't listen, right? If you don't listen, then I have to teach you what to say and what to do in a way that you can understand." Bigan raised his fist and punched him in the abdomen. .
What followed was a rain of attacks.
Punch after punch.
Punch to the flesh.
He grabbed his collar and pushed him against the tree.
His whole body exuded an extremely dangerous aura.
Wen Zhong shivered in anger. He was also a civil servant after all, so why didn't he pay attention to his image? I haven't been beaten in many years, but I didn't expect it to fall into his hands.
I am the leader of the generals!
Are you a civil servant?
Fight with you.
Be cautious.
He also raised his fist and hit Bigan, and the two of them struggled together. However, the old boy cheated and used the power of fate to seal his own magic power.
It looked like a beating between mortals.
In fact, it was one-sided abuse.
Not long after, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
"You still want to cause trouble for ordinary immortals. Do you think everyone is as brave as me? Believe it or not, I will teach you how to behave in minutes."
"I'm just asking you if you accept it?"
"What? You don't accept it..."
"I kindly told you not to go forward, but you didn't listen. Come, come, come... I'll teach you how to write the word "德"."
"..."
"..."
While Bigan beat Wenzhong, he kept talking about the principles of life. He could touch his conscience and guarantee that there was absolutely no intention of seeking personal revenge.
I am entirely for the righteousness of the human race and for the smooth rise of humanity. As for the Grand Master being beaten, that was just a means of education, not the ultimate goal.
Um!
I promise.
Let’s see if those military generals still dare to slap the table, blow their beards and stare in front of me after today.
Do you think I'm easy to bully when I'm a civil servant?
"Do you accept it or not?"
"Do you accept it or not?"
"..."
"..."
The fists that fell became stronger each time.
Wen Zhong was completely stunned, and his mount Mo Qilin was even more confused. The invincible God of War who roamed the North Sea was deeply subdued by Xiang Guo's noble character.
Mid-air.
Some people were frightened to see it.
Her good apprentice was bullied into this state, and she didn't dare to go down.
It seemed that it was not an old man, but a dangerous beast that was baring its teeth. When did the human race become so powerful? Let an ordinary person easily crush the Qi Refiner.
"Serve! Take it! Take it..."
"..."
"..."
He started to talk back but gradually Wen Zhong started roaring to the sky. Facing his irritable old friend, he lowered his noble head. However, the next moment he saw a figure in the sky, an old face turned red instantly.
Social death.
I can't wait to find a gap to get in.
This is not humiliating oneself, but also humiliating Master’s face: “I have met Master!”
"Disciple, it seems that you need to practice hard..." Jin Ling was a little depressed. It was obviously a blazing sun, but the stars were blooming with dazzling light.
Countless starlight falls down.
It turned into long whips and whipped Wen Zhong.
"Master, calm down, Master, calm down..."
"..."
"..."
Looking at the long whips where the stars gathered, Wen Zhong was scared to death. He wanted to escape from the area, but found that he was unable to do so. What followed was the sound of whipping one after another.
Bigan clicked his tongue.
A cold sweat broke out from behind.
This one is a bit too fierce.
