The flowers have withered and the summer wind is blowing.

Nearly three months have passed in a blink of an eye. The most beautiful spring in Xueyue City has left, and the summer with a bit of coolness has also arrived.

In the courtyard where Fang Muye lives, the plants are growing more and more lush, and the greenery is blowing in his face like the summer wind.

In the pavilion, Fang Muye frowned and stared at the chessboard in front of him, not knowing how to make a move.

Opposite him, Sikong Changfeng was stroking the short beard under his chin with a smile that made Fang Muye want to slap him in the face.

During this period of time, Sikong Changfeng often came to play chess with Fang Muye. Although Fang Muye had considerable attainments in Go, he could not compete with Sikong, who had been practicing the game for many years and claimed that his chess skills were unparalleled in the world.

A long wind always ends in a loss.

Losing a game of chess was normal, and Fang Muye didn't care about it. What was hateful was that Sikong Changfeng's "sarcastic" words were really varied, and one or two sentences would come out from time to time, and they would match his rude words.

The beating look on his face really made Fang Muye grit his teeth.

But seeing Sikong Changfeng stretch, yawn, and then look aggrieved, he said faintly: "Brother Fang, if you wait any longer, I will fall asleep. Also, my chess piece is used

It is ground from black bluestone in the blue lake, it is very rare, so if you have weak finger strength, don't crush it."

Fang Muye glanced at the pretentious Sikong Changfeng, shook his left hand hidden under the table, then smiled calmly, and put the chess piece between his right fingers back into the chess box: "Brother Changfeng, I surrender in this game.

Already."

Sikong Changfeng laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed, and he said hehe: "Brother Fang's chess skills have improved greatly recently, and I am also tired of dealing with it. Fortunately, I won half the game. Come on, let's play another game."

"No." Fang Mu was ambitious and said, "Brother Changfeng, I recently thought of a 'Zhenlong Chess Game'. Are you interested in cracking it?"

Sikong Changfeng suddenly looked very interested: "Put it out quickly and let me have a look." After saying this, he waved his hand and cleared the chessboard.

Fang Muye thought for a moment and recalled the "Zhenlong Chess Game" he had seen in Tianlong World. Then with a wave of his hand, nearly two hundred chess pieces were placed on the chessboard again, and black and white faced off.

Sikong Changfeng looked over immediately. At first, his expression was still a bit playful, but as he looked at it, he became serious and his brows wrinkled.

Fang Muye saw Sikong Changfeng's change and couldn't help but smile in his heart: If you understand this "Zhenlong Chess Game", it will be easy to break it. If you don't understand it thoroughly, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky. What are your thoughts on the chess path?

It's so heavy, I don't believe it's hard for you.

While he was laughing to himself, Fang Muye suddenly felt something in his heart, and turned his head to look at Cangshan Mountain in the distance.

Sikong Changfeng also raised his head and glanced in the direction of Cangshan Mountain, and then looked at the chess game again.

Fang Muye asked: "Brother Changfeng, don't you go to the mountain to take a look?"

Sikong Changfeng said without raising his head: "The two brothers and sisters are trying their swords. What's there to see?"

Although Li Hanyi and Lei Wujie recognized each other that day, the agreement they made was not voided. Presumably it was to encourage Lei Wujie to practice swordsmanship.

Now that the two of them have tried their swords, the time to leave Xueyue City is finally here.

A moment later, a sound of wind whistling and sword chanting was heard, and a red light was seen piercing the sky, flying straight towards Cangshan Mountain. It was the killing sword that Li Hanyi had nailed to the plaque of Dengtian Pavilion more than three months ago.

.

When the sword energy on Cangshan Mountain surged again, the sword test finally came to an end.

An hour later, Lei Wujie ran over happily with two swords on his back and a hearty smile on his face. When he saw Fang Muye, he shouted: "Master." Then he greeted Sikong Changfeng.

Said: "Three City Lords."

Sikong Changfeng just lowered his head and waved his hand without looking at Lei Wujie.

Lei Wujie asked in confusion: "Who is the Lord of the Three Cities?"

Fang Muye shook his head and smiled: "No need to worry about him. You look very happy."

Lei Wujie nodded and said with a smile: "Master, I entered the realm of freedom two days ago. Today I tried three swordsmanship with my sister. My sister agreed to go back to Leijiabao with me."

Fang Muye asked: "When do you plan to go back?"

Lei Wujie replied loudly: "Let's set off tomorrow." He paused and lowered his voice: "But my sister said that she can travel a thousand miles in a day, so just let me go first, and she will naturally follow. Master, you

Do you want to go back to Leijiapu with me?"

Fang Muye shook his head: "I still have some things to do as a teacher, so you should go back first."

Lei Wujie groaned unhappily, and suddenly asked mysteriously: "Master, have you heard of the Four Guardians of the Apocalypse?"

Fang Muye smiled: "Not only have I heard of it, but I have also met the previous Suzaku Envoy."

"Master, have you seen the previous Suzaku envoy?" Lei Wujie's intention of showing off was immediately in vain, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. However, he was still very curious about the four guardians of Apocalypse who were the same as his mother Li Xinyue.

Fang Muye nodded: "Not only have I seen it, but you have also seen it."

"Ah? I've seen it too?" Lei Wujie was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and asked, "Who is it?"

Fang Muye glanced at Sikong Changfeng, who was about to lie down on the chessboard: "Hey, isn't that right there?"

Lei Wujie shouted: "The three city lords are the Suzaku envoys! What about Senior Sister Qianluo?"

Sikong Changfeng, who had been obsessed with the chess game, stood up, held up the chess board, waved his sleeves, and walked out of the pavilion: "That was all many years ago. Now I am only the third city lord of Xueyue City.

"As for Qianluo..." Sikong Changfeng paused, shook his head, and asked, "Did your sister give you your mother's Qinglong Order?"

Lei Wujie hummed: "After I tried the sword test with my sister, my sister told me about the four guardians of Apocalypse and the rebellion of King Langya in Apocalypse City. She also gave my mother's Qinglong Order." As he said, he started from there.

He took out a token from his arms.

It was an exquisite token made of gold, with a giant dragon breathing fire carved on it.

"Your sword is a sword of protection. Just like your mother's sword, everything is fate." Sikong Changfeng glanced at Qinglong Ling with a look of reminiscence on his face, then patted Lei Wujie's shoulder and sighed softly.

He took a breath and walked out slowly: "Brother Fang, I will take this 'Zhenlong Chess Game' back with me. Just wait a moment, and I will soon find a way to solve it."

"Okay." Fang Muye responded calmly, glanced at Lei Wujie who was a little absent-minded, and said with a smile: "Wujie, you will leave the city tomorrow. Go say goodbye to your friends."
Chapter completed!