People Are In Gaowu, And Their Masters Are In Charge Of Heaven.

"Come, Your Majesty, I will give you a drink from the general. I wish you a safe journey. I will set off for the capital in the next few days to report on my duties!"

Ren Qianxing poked open the red mud and poured out two glasses of clear wine. He picked up one and drank it to show his sincerity.

The prince also happily picked up the wine glass: "Please!"

After saying that, he raised his head and swallowed. The hot wine juice was like a burning knife and cut through his throat. In an instant, the prince was drunk and his body temperature soared. He was shocked. It was indeed Bawang wine. It had such a domineering effect. After one drink, I feel drunk and drowsy!

But what surprised him even more was that a wave of heat came from his lower abdomen, reviving the bloody fighting spirit of his youth when he was fighting on the battlefield and dominating all directions!

"Good wine! Really good wine!"

The prince was overjoyed and said excitedly: "If the general comes to the capital, please be sure to inform Xiao Wang and sweep the couch to welcome him!"

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

Ren Qianxing gave four jars of Overlord Wine to the prince, and two jars to Zhuge Zhengwo. As for the God-catcher, I'm sorry, Ren Qianxing has always said 07 one thing. If you say this guy is unsightly, that's what he means. If you don’t have eyesight, you won’t be able to get on the stage!

Is he worthy of Ren Qianxing giving him a gift?

The old man's face turned black and he was furious, but he could only hold it in his heart. He turned around and left the Supreme Alliance with deep resentment.

Very good, I just like the way you can't stand me but can't do anything about me!

A peaceful half month passed.

Supreme Alliance, practice room.

Abao's voice chuckled: "Brother Qianxing, you lost again! Master wins another round!"

"Well, I can only say that old ginger is still spicy!"

Ren Qianxing looked helplessly at the situation where he was being killed by Murong Hua for the Nth time, and could only stretch his waist respectfully.

Murong Hua sat cross-legged across from him and smiled slightly. There was a hint of kindness and warmth in his smile that suggested family happiness.

Abao was picked up from Sword Forging City by Ren Qianxing and nominally accepted as his apprentice. He is sensible, well-behaved, and smart. He is really a good young man worth cultivating. In time, if he succeeds in martial arts, he will definitely become a member of the Supreme Alliance. The mainstay and soul figure.

Although Murong Hua felt green on his forehead every time he saw A Bao, as he continued to get along with him, he also sincerely appreciated the child A Bao, and with the help of Ren Qianxing, he accepted him as his apprentice. Careful guidance.

In the past half month, Ren Qianxing has been the boss, preparing wholeheartedly for the game of life and death, with Murong Hua as his sparring partner. This is the most rare and warm time for him, just like the most ordinary three generations of grandparents, enjoying the joy of family harmony.

All of this was happiness that he had never imagined.

In comparison, the mere treasure of life and death chess and the ambition to dominate the world seem so childish, ridiculous and insignificant!

Perhaps, only when people reach a certain age and experience some changes can they truly understand what they want!

Uncle Guan, Murong Ba Ba, is essentially a good man of flesh and blood who values ​​love and justice!

"I even doubt whether the Qianling Chess Book is fake. Even though I followed the chess path, I still lost every game." Ren Qianxing shook the Qianling Chess Book in his hand, speechless.

Every piece of grass and wood in the Death Heart Gate has been evacuated by the Supreme Alliance, naturally including the Qianling chess records hidden in the dark grids. Unfortunately, Ren Qianxing discovered that he is really a bad chess player. No matter how he learns or reads, he is still the same. In front of Murong Ba Ba, you lose more than you win.

Murong Hua smiled slightly and taught his experience: "Qianxing, although this Qianling chess book is the essence of the lifelong wisdom written by Jian Zu, it is not a sure way to win! You must know the importance of flexibility and relying too much on fixed formulas. On the contrary, it will be counterproductive!”

"I see."

Although Ren Qianxing said this, he had already made a decision in his heart.

Anyway, he doesn't intend to rely on Qianling chess records to become a top-notch national player on the fly. As long as he can beat Yan Zangfeng in life and death chess, even though there will be no reward, if he loses to Yan Zangfeng, then It’s really hard to live with the face.

He didn't want to see Yan Zangfeng's wooden face, full of nonsense about the game where he was proudly showing off that the benevolent are invincible and justice will prevail!

Since your chess skills are really not that good, you can only use tricks!

"Next, let's just study one set pattern! I want to explore all the chess moves!"

As a time traveler, wouldn’t it be simple to use the plot to cheat?

So he raised his hand and fired without any hesitation, and killed Murong Hua's horse in the first start. Such a violent and reckless style of play, which was almost like perish together, really made Murong Hua frown and helplessly shake his head. , raised his hand and ate the river-crossing cannon.

"What's the difference between this kind of chess move and dying?" Murong Hua was puzzled.

"No! In the next half month, I will forget all the chess moves and focus on this opening line! In the end, I will achieve a 100% winning streak!" Ren Qianxing said firmly.

He is very convinced that he is the first mover in the game of life and death!

"Forget it, since you are so confident, I will stay with you until the end." Murong Hua smiled and raised his hand to play chess.

As expected, within one afternoon of 617, Ren Shengxing was completely defeated.

However, he gradually figured out the way and was able to win back the victory.

Just when Ren Qianxing was studying and improving with great interest, Liao Rushen came back suddenly and said that he had something important to report.

"Let him in." Ren Qianxing said without raising his head.

"yes!"

"Meet the leader!"

Li Rushen walked in with a respectful lowered eyebrow and greeted Ren Qianxing, but when he raised his head, he almost startled Ren Qianxing.

He was supposed to be an elegant scholar with a clean and confident face, who looked like a god. At this moment, his eye sockets are sunken and bloodshot, his face is as black as the bottom of a pot, his forehead is covered with wrinkles, and his figure is even more rickety. Those who don't know it think that Which slum did this guy just come out of?

"Hey, we haven't seen each other for half a month, Liao Rushen, why are you so haggard?" Ren Qianxing couldn't help but ask.

It was okay if I didn't ask, but when I asked, the old man almost felt wronged again and burst into tears, breaking his guard on the spot.

Liao Rushen almost burst into tears.

too difficult!

He is so difficult!

Being a nanny is simply not a job for humans!

There is no way that Yan Zangfeng, a giant baby, can carry him!!