(The color of Jing Jiu and Tongyan's chess piece was mixed up, the manuscript has been changed, and the chapter does not want to be removed from this chapter, so I put it there first and bow to everyone.)

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Mo Gong understood Jing Jiu's meaning and said, "The Tao is different."

The great way is ahead, but he was unable to take that step in the end because he was in love with the world, which was the sacrifice he was willing to make.

Jing Jiu had no objection to this, but he was just a little regretful.

But for Mo Gong, Jing Jiu could see that he was only one step away from the way of heaven, but it showed a problem, which was exactly the problem he had always been worried about.

This famous idiot emperor is definitely not an idiot.

"When Shaoyue talked to me about His Majesty, I felt that he was a little vague. Now, he knew that His Majesty was a real genius at that time."

Mo Gong looked at Jing Jiu and sighed and said, "But for the sake of the people of the world, I still want to ask Your Majesty to die today."

The world is the most important, the country is the least important, and the king is even lighter, so you can die.

This sentence seems indifferent, but in fact it is like thunder, which is a saying that is qualified to be written in history books.

Jing Jiu didn't react, as if he didn't hear it.

The same is true for Liu Shisui.

The boy suddenly felt something was wrong.

Everything is in his plan.

Even though Grand Secretary Zhang did not have the intention to be emperor, it would take a certain amount of time and energy to calm the fanaticism within the bureaucratic group. What's more, Cangzhou has prepared many things to let the court work. When Mo Gong entered the palace, Jing Jiu had no chance of survival. Why was he still so calm now?

The childish eyes fell on the chessboard, and suddenly saw a lot of meanings of birth and death. His right hand subconsciously clasped the wheelchair armrest.

He suddenly looked up and stared at Jing Jiu and said, "This is impossible!"

Jing Jiu said: "Nothing is impossible."

Tongyan was silent for a while and said, "Since you wanted to kill me from the beginning, I think Zhuo Rusui should have arrived at this time."

Jing Jiu said, "Yes, I don't know where he is."

Tongyan said: "Zhuo Rusui is willing to listen to your arrangements, which means that he has not forgotten the past, nor has he. Qingshan Sect is really amazing."

He vaguely guessed the identity of the guard of the ungrateful disciple, but there was no evidence.

"Forgeting is not because of the world, but the power of time."

Jing Jiu said: "If you cannot transcend time, you will always be a slave to time, and Qingshan disciples should not be slaves."

Hearing this sentence, Mo Gong thoughtfully and said, "The so-called wishes are also shackles, and they should be taken off like clothes."

Jing Jiu said: "It's also the same principle."

Mo Gong looked at Xueting and found that he could not see the depth of the young emperor. He suddenly said, "Since that's the case, why bother to persevere? Or there can be a better ending today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cold wind blew up the snow. He disappeared from the spot. The next moment he came to the pavilion and landed his hands on the wheelchair of the young face.

Looking at this scene, Liu Shisui looked slightly cold and slowly lowered the umbrella in her hand.

The other party's realm was too high. If he had taken action against His Majesty at that moment, he would not be able to stop him at all.

Mo Gong pushed the young face's wheelchair toward the palace gate.

The wheels crushed the snow and made a creaking sound, which was not unpleasant.

"You can give up killing me, but I won't."

Jing Jiu's calm voice rang under the pavilion.

Mo Gong stopped.

Tongyan raised her eyebrows and said, "The Grand Secretary won't let you kill me. He wants to be a name for himself. He will care about how the history books record today."

Jing Jiu said, "I don't care."

He didn't care whether it was the records in history books, the ideas of the Grand Secretary, or anything else.

There were several muffled sounds outside the palace gate, and there were also warring sounds.

The eunuchs who had been stationed in the palace in Cangzhou for more than ten years fell in the red snow.

Accompanied by the dense footsteps, many guards and imperial guards surrounded the main hall, and then knocked on the door.

"Your Majesty, the outside of the palace has been calm. Please calm down. Rong Chen advises Mo Gong to leave!"

The old and anxious voice of Grand Secretary Zhang came from outside the palace gate.

Mr. Mo turned around and looked at Jing Jiu in the snow pavilion.

Jing Jiu didn't say anything.

Grand Secretary Zhang shouted loudly outside the palace gate again: "Please think twice! Please think twice!"

Tongyan looked at the palace gate not far away and said, "He will not let you kill me, nor can you kill me. If I die, King Jing will lead the army to Qin State. The resources and strength I have prepared for twenty years will be handed over to Bai Qianjun. By then, no one in the world can stop him, so you can only admit defeat."

Jing Jiu said, "I said, I don't care."

Tongyan said, "Even if you win the chess game, what's the use of killing me? In the end, I won the big game of chess in the world?"

Jing Jiu said: "You underestimate your importance. The final outcome of this question is between you and me, just under the pavilion, not the world."

Tongyan was silent for a long time and said, "Even if you evaluate it like this, I feel a little proud, but I don't understand why you value me so much."

"You understand. Even if you didn't understand it at the beginning, you should understand it at this time. Otherwise, why would you give up such a good opportunity and suggest that Mr. Mo will take you away?"

Jing Jiu said: "...and this is why I must kill you."

The baby face was silent.

Yes, it was his idea to ask Mo Gong to give up the regicide, because he guessed something shocking, and he had to tell his junior sister about it.

Otherwise, this question might have an unimaginable ending.

Unfortunately, he gave up the opportunity to kill Jing Jiu so decisively, but Jing Jiu didn't want him to leave.

Tongyan looked at the palace gate not far away, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure you can kill me?"

Jing Jiu is in the snow pavilion, Liu Shisui is by the pavilion, Zhuo Rusui is unknown where.

Mo Gong was pushing the wheelchair. He sat in the wheelchair and was only a few steps away from the palace gate and could leave at any time.

Mo Gong is the strongest man in this world. No matter how talented Qingshan disciples are, even if they start practicing after they are born, it will only take twenty years. So how can they be his opponent?

Tongyan said silently in her heart: Even if you can fight yourself, you will definitely die.

Yes, that's the finale.

The snow had already stopped, the cold wind was howling, blowing away the lead-like clouds, and the clear and cold sunshine shone on the imperial city.

There were faint sounds of fighting and riots outside the imperial city.

The anxious voice of the Grand Secretary was at the outer door of the palace, but it seemed to be in a very distant place.

The snow pavilion is quiet all around.

The real world is also dead silent.

The practitioners outside the Echo Valley looked at the scene in the sky with extremely nervous expressions, waiting for the first head-on contest between the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect at the Dao Assessment Conference.

Tongyan said, "Let's go."

His voice was calm and his tone was calm, just like a guest saying goodbye to the host.

Jing Jiu said: "Kill."

The shadow at the palace gate changed slightly, and a person jumped out of it, slashing towards the childish face in the wheelchair with a sharp and powerful murderous aura.

Canxue is the white cloth covering his face, and the shadow is his body.

Zhuo Rusui has always been waiting here.

From the beginning, Jing Jiu never thought about letting the baby face leave alive.

The young man looked indifferent, took out a musket from his sleeve with his right hand, and pulled the trigger without hesitation, while crushing a talisman with his left hand.

He had been watching the palace gate for a long time and had made preparations for a long time.

Mo Gong seemed to be very confident in the weak Prince Jing, and ignored Zhuo Rusui and disappeared directly from the back of the wheelchair.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived at the snow pavilion.

With a dragon's roar, the famous sword was unsheathed.

The cold sword turned into a ray of light and stabbed forward.

Jing Jiu did not move.

Liu Shisui came to him at some time.

The cold sword broke into his chest, brought up a stream of blood, leaving only half of it outside.

Liu Shisui didn't give Mo Gong a chance to pluck his sword, and his hands fell down like iron, holding the sword body tightly.
To be continued...