Vol 2 Chapter 1254: Play with the Western Kings (final monthly ticket for 4 hours)

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The celestial mile screamed for a while, and at this moment, in the chess room, the emperor’s projection was laughing and not talking.
Fang Ping took a look at the emperor's projection and slightly browed his eyebrows.
It is similar to the shadow of the beast, of course, not too much.
The projection of the beastmaster, which was made by Fang Ping, was not there before.
The Western Emperor projection, but it has been here.
The Western Emperor was sitting and placed a chessboard in front of him.
Fang Ping saw the chessboard, and some of them were big. The ancients played chess differently from modern times. Even if it looks like Go, it is not.
This kind of chess, Fang Ping is actually not going to go down.
Of course, it is not completely ignorant.
The town of Tianwang seems to be going down. It seems to have been with Lao Zhang before. Lao Zhang should be there. Fang Ping has seen it once, but not much impression.
Fang Ping looked sideways at the celestial pole.
The celestial pole avoided him, and he was more than five meters away from him. This is the saying: "It is to play chess. If you win, you should be able to go! The king has been down for a while, but he has never won."
Fang Ping raised his eyebrows: "Are you not studying for eight thousand years? Is it still under this fake Western Emperor?"
The sky is awkward.
"I have been down for eight thousand years... My father has been down for tens of thousands of years."
Tianji feels wronged, the father does not let me, no way.
Fang Ping did not rush to talk, went forward, and suddenly explored and touched the emperor.
Xihuang projection smiled, his body swayed slightly, avoiding Fang Ping, and smiled: "Little friends, although the old is not a true emperor, it is also a source of life of the emperor.
Even if it is not the emperor, the years of old life are far longer than the younger friends. Has the friend passed?

When this is said, Fang Ping is still nothing, Tianji is stunned!
The next moment, Tianji hit a punch and angered: "You can talk? Are you conscious?"
What about him, he is angry!
He has made so many games, and he said what he said, the other party said, "The game continues..."
He thought it was a simple procedure, so he didn't care.
Even if it has been lingering for a long time, the Western Emperor eavesdropped and did not say anything.
But now?
The celestial pole is really mad!
This projection can talk, say something else, but ignore him!
This king is your son!
Are you so son?
The Emperor’s projection shook his body slightly, avoiding him, and sighed:
The son is against the father, and he is not filial!

"Home is unfortunate!"
Xihuang shook his head and sighed.
The son has to deal with him, really big and unfilial.
The celestial pole is full of anger, and anger: "You are conscious, why don't you talk to me before?"
"Hey!"
"After all, the old is just a source, not the real body, meet me, afraid that you can't accept..."
"..."
The celestial pole was almost mad at this projection. Anyway, the mood is very depressed.
This old guy is really ridiculous!
The projection looked at Fang Ping again and smiled. "You are Wang Fangping? I have been saying before that, Wang Fangping is overbearing, arrogant and arrogant, and he is thinking about it. He is both a king and a singer."
Tianji dry cough one channel: "What do you say, and what do you do!"
deny!
What is the old goods of this pit son?
Don't you know that this guy is very ferocious?
Now the two have met here. You say so, Fang Ping’s careful eye attack, killing your son, who will give you the end?
The projection is the projection, and there is no feeling for the father and the son!
The celestial heart is dark, and Fang Ping looks at him like a smile, and Tian Tian smiles.
At this moment, the cat that Fang Ping was carrying, suddenly jumped out of his hand and threw himself at the Western Emperor!
In Fang Ping’s somewhat surprised eyes, the cat was shot in the past!
The Emperor’s projections annihilated some, recovered in the blink of an eye, some accidents, and sneered:
Cang cat, the old age is not for you, why is it against the old?

The cat jumped onto the board and said strangely: "Why didn't you be killed? Before we met the old man, we were killed six or seven times, then we ate it, ate a lot, and tasted good. ......
Why didn't you be photographed as a meatball?

"..."
The Emperor’s projection was a little sluggish, and the celestial mouth was twitching, I said it!
Fang Ping is a very incomparable guy.
This guy has actually killed the beastmaster countless times, old guy, now believe what your son said, right?
Look, you are ready to shoot you to eat you!
The Emperor’s projection was a little laughter, and smiled lightly:
Not the same! There are many levels in this place, and each level is different...

Fang Ping interjected: "So, the predecessors actually know that there are other levels?"
The Western Emperor looked around and looked at the wall and sighed: "Know, cage! For the cage of ours! Although we are not real emperors, but for years, there are also some consciousness.
This place is a cage and imprisoned us.
Some people are strong, their will is determined, and they can walk out of the cage and appreciate the illusory world.
And old... can only be trapped here, can not leave.
Day after day, year after year, when someone comes, they will play the next game. Unfortunately, countless years, come here, and only two of you are removed.

Fang Ping’s eyes were slightly moving, and the celestial pole was also unexpected:
Three? You said that before us, there are three more people?

"Not bad."
"who is it?"
"Can't tell..."
Xihuang projection shook his head, the next second, Fang Ping punched!
Bang!
The projection blurs a lot!
The celestial pole looks at Fang Ping, and some are speechless. Why are you doing it at the end?
How to say, it is also my old man, although it is not true, but it is not too comfortable to watch.
Fang Ping smiled and said: "Predecessors, still tell us! Keep secrets, like this in the cage, it is also a royal, is it necessary to follow what rules? Is it necessary?
Just rushing to this, I think the predecessor is the weakest of the nine emperors and four emperors!

Xihuang projection looked at him, laughing and not talking.
Fang Ping smiled and said: "Really! Before I went to the Emperor of the War, the Emperor of Heaven and God personally came forward to entertain me and sent me a lot of life and fish. I also said that this world is a world of life, true and false. It is not clear whether the illusion is true or not.
However, as the top powerhouse in the three realms, he is not willing, and he is not willing to be a chess prop for even a projection.

Fang Ping said that there were many life fish in his hand.
Then, he laughed again: "He also taught me the most suitable tactics for me, let me fight hard!"
Yes, Fang Ping is like a mountain, and it is a punch, and it is extremely explosive.
The Emperor’s projection felt a little, and he frowned slightly.
Fang Ping smiled and said: "In my opinion, the real top-ranking strong will never be willing to be a prisoner of others, a chess piece of others! Even if it is only a source of life, this actually represents the true intentions of some people.
I didn't expect the predecessors to be so timid... It's no wonder that the celestial poles are the same, and it really is the father and son.

The celestial face is not very good looking, what do you mean?
Xihuang Projection glanced at him and chuckled: "Little friend means..."
"What do you want to say? What do you want to do? You are still not dead. You are afraid that this is the same. Is it afraid that you will die or not? If you are courageous, the real Western Emperor Are you able to take advantage of this here?"
Fang Ping shook his head and said: "If you say it, you have to hang your appetite. What three or four people want me to guess? I don't have this energy, and I don't have time to guess. I can say it, can't say Don't mention it.
Concealed, but also the emperor... Sorry, I am a direct speaker, but it is not too eye-catching.

The emperor’s projection showed a smile on his face and smiled:
Small friends are overbearing, and the three worlds are out of the heroes. The battle... is indeed more crisp than the old ones.

He saw the little fish of life and felt the tactics of Fang Ping. He had to say that Fang Ping said that he still believed.
It’s not the war to give these in person, where is Fang Ping going.
Xihuang Project smiled and said: "Want to know, you can, win the old! When you win, you will be informed."
Fang Ping sat down on the opposite side of the board and glanced at the black and white pieces. The emperor held the black child and he held the white.
At this moment, the celestial part came over, not close to Fang Ping, glanced back to restore the original chessboard, and some depressed: "Fang Ping, this guy..."
"He is you."
Fang Ping faintly came a word, opposite, the Western Emperor projection also smiled: "My son, the king is more than you know the number of gifts."
The celestial sorrow said: "Who have just been hit by your head, don't you remember?"
Still more than I have!
Whose head you just hit is illusory, not counting?
Also, who is your son!
You are not the real body, he does not recognize this embarrassment.
The Emperor’s projection is not strange, laughing:
The king, are you still old?

"Don't worry."
Fang Ping smiled and said: "I don't know how to do it, or do you want to talk about the rules first?"
The celestial body said: "Simple, one black child, one white child. After the nine children are connected, it is the winner."
Fang Ping stunned, "Nine children in a row?"
"Yes, it’s the nine sons..."
Fang Ping laughed and said: "I thought it was Go, you come to me with Gobang!"
"No, nine chess!"
He laughed, didn't care about it last time, and joined the ancient strongman to play Gomoku?
How childish!
But the nine sons...it seems to be quite difficult.
The five sons are good, but the nine sons, the difficulty is indeed increasing.
Tianji glared at him, are you confident?
I have been a few hundred in the past, and I have never won!
You are so cow, do you win a game?
Fang Ping smiled and said: "What else? Is there any other rules?"
"No, free to play, who will first join the nine, who wins!"
Fang Ping looked at the opposite emperor's projection and smiled: "Is that the case?"
The Emperor’s projection nodded slightly and smiled:
That’s it!

"This is too simple!"
Fang Ping is helpless. "Then, first, how do the seniors look?"
"can!"
Fang Ping is too lazy to talk nonsense, shaking his head: "Too childish game, winning chess, not interesting."
Said, in the eyes of the celestial stagnation, Fang Ping directly dropped nine sons at a time, yawning: "You did not say that this does not meet the rules, I first, once nine sons, I won!"
Fang Ping smiled and said: "It's too simple. I thought it was not easy. I know it's so easy! You have to say how many people you eat, it's still troublesome. It's just a matter of nine. It's too small to see me. ""
"This is not..."
The celestial voice did not fall, Fang Ping gave him a look, like a smile and laughed: "Tianji, this is not what you have the final say! You said the rules, the Western emperor predecessors have no objection, and if so, then I won in the rules. What can't you count?"
"I don't have a good rule, do you want me to pay?"
"The origin of the emperor, that is essentially the emperor, can't afford to lose?"
The Western Emperor projected a sigh and smiled: "It’s an old age that estimates a small friend, and a small friend does win! But the old one just said that the little friend won, can tell you who the three are, the little friend wants to leave this place, then Need another round."
"This... is the rule!"
Xihuang Project smiled and said: "I just said the rules, do you agree with Xiaoyou?"
Fang Ping does not care: "Oh, I don't care! It's too simple to win. I just came and left, I am not happy..."
"Then can't be nine times!"
Xihuang Project added a sentence, took a look at Fang Ping, and added: "Only one child can be dropped at a time."
He added a sentence, fearing that Fang Ping had come again with ten sons and twenty sons.
Fang Ping nodded. "No problem, you can get a few more games and win once. You give me some benefits. If you come, I don't care!"
Said, Fang Ping laughed: "Predecessors still talk about who the three were before."
He guessed that Mo asked the sword, guessing that there might be Jiang Wei, the last one is not the King of Lei, he is not too sure.
The Western Emperor chuckled: "The first person, when he was talking, listened to him from the heavens and the land. When the old age appeared here, there was no hole in the memory, and he also knew something from the outside world."
"Mo asked the sword?"
"You should know too."
The Emperor’s projection was not too surprised. He smiled and said:
He’s so frightened and brilliant, after going out, he’s bound to be famous in the three worlds. Right, is he now broken or broken?

Fang Ping smiled and didn't speak.
Aside, Tianji rolled his eyes. "Old man, your eyesight is not good! That one is dead! It died shortly."
"died……"
The Emperor’s projection was somewhat unexpected. Then, some of them lost their way:
Also, in fact, there was some sense before. When the third person came, the old man thought that he was the descendant of the person... Now I want to come, it should be no.

Who is the third person, Fang Ping knows.
The Emperor’s projection sighed:
In the past, when Mo asked the sword to come, he was full of hatred and determined to take revenge! But he was not stunned by hatred, and he was shocked for a moment. The old man had sensed... he may have broken the card, maybe After entering the level.
Of course, the old man did not leave this place, whether he really broke the fog, the old is not known.
When I was a game, I was convinced that I was convinced by the old age. At that time, he was only the real world..."
Talking about Mo Wenjian, the Emperor’s projection is also shaking his head.
He is very optimistic about the young man, although he came with hatred, he has to say that it is really a genius.
He thought that the man could eventually go very far.
Fang Pingxiao smiled and said: "The cat is crying and the child is false and compassionate. Everything is not caused by you guys..."
Aside, the cat's paw patted him, and some were innocent.
The cat cried and the child was false and compassionate. Who said that?
If the cat has a rat, the mouse is dead, it is really sad, the liar is nonsense!
"..."
Fang Ping is speechless, when is it, you are still in trouble.
Knowing the two, Fang Ping smiled and said: "The third person I know who it is, Jiang Wei, is the reincarnation of Mo Wenjian. I am more curious, who is the second one?"
The Emperor’s projection slightly brows his eyebrows, half awkward, and says:
Not counting people...

The celestial doubts.
Fang Ping suddenly smiled and said: "Is that guy? The tree planted by the Emperor? I am a little curious. What is it for this purpose?"
The Western Emperor’s projection looked at him with some shock, why did he feel that this young man knows everything!
You know, that... no one knows?
The celestial poles are stunned and wonder: "What tree?"
The Western Emperor’s projection suddenly despised his son and said:
In these years, you broke six, and you know nothing about the big things in the three worlds. In addition to complaining, you complain.

He is somewhat contemptuous of his cheap son. If he is not a real person, he must despise him.
What the hell!
I don’t know, I know what you know, you can’t be mad!
The celestial pole is hurting.
I... despised by this old thing?
Tianji gritted his teeth and suddenly looked at Fang Ping. The sighed voice: "The old thing is killed. After all, it is the appearance of my father. The king is not good at starting, you kill him!"
"..."
Fang Ping rolled his eyes and was too lazy to mix up with your father and son.
"Predecessors, that tree, what strength? What is the name? Where is it now?"
Xihuang Project smiled and said: "Call, Road Tree!"
"Great tone!"
The celestial eyes are picking up, and the road is low: "The tree planted by the Emperor... I seem to have heard you say it once. For this tree, the Emperor deliberately opened up the Jiuzhongtian passage, planting this tree to the Jiuzhongtian, ?"
"Yes."
Xihuang smiled and said: "You finally remember something useful."
The celestial snoring, uncomfortable said: "If it is not that you suddenly leave, nothing is left, I will not be like this! You look at the emperor, his two sons, Hongyu and Hongkun, stronger than I used to be. ?
When Hong Kun was in the kingdom, I was a saint, but I was five thousand years younger than him!
I used to prove that the king of heaven was in the air. What happened?
The result is a big battle, what about me?

Tianji hated: "I don't know anything. I only saw the West Palace crash. In desperation, I fell with the West Palace. I was seriously injured and I have been sleeping for thousands of years!"
"After I woke up... Oh, my father was gone, the heavens were gone! The brothers were dead, only me!"
The celestial face is stunned. "Do you mean that I am incompetent? The two sons of the Emperor, one with his projections, dominated the Three Realms, and established a dynasty for three thousand years!
A sacred and legacy of the emperor, established a god, the three realms!
Now, both of them have broken eight, and I am... waiting for you to return alone in the West Palace!
Because my father is gone, I don't know if he is alive or dead. I dare not leave the West Palace. I am afraid that the outside world is not over yet. I am afraid that my father will be seriously injured and cannot even leave a last word!

The sky is cold and screaming. "From a young age, you don't tell me anything! I have to guess what I want, think about it, say go and leave, why have you ever cared about me?"
Tianji smiled and said: "Of course, after so many years, I have already seen it early! You...just the father of my fantasy, the stalwart mountain, give me hope, give me the faith to live.
But actually... is it?
Wrong, you are not!
You will only swear, only blame, never thought, why the sky is not as good as people, you always feel that I am not as good as people, I am not working hard!
But you know that you don’t know, the descendants of the Nine Emperors and the Four Emperors, your son, I... break through to the Holy Land, the youngest!
It is a hundred years earlier than Hongyu. However, the emperor knows that the Hongyun talent is invincible in the Three Realms. What about you?
You can only say that Hong Kun is already a king, your son is not a king of heaven!

Fang Ping looked at the sky with a strange look.
He is also somewhat surprised.
This... is still the smallest saintist?
He should break through to the saints after Hongyu. According to his words, he should be smaller than Hongyu, but he is only a little later than the other.
Still a genius!
How did genius mix this bird?
The two sons of the Emperor, the daughter of the North Emperor, the niece of the Emperor, seem to be better than this guy!
Tianji sees Fang Ping looking at himself and smiles lightly: "Why, does the king think that my celestial talent is invincible, why will it end here?"
"That didn't."
Fang Ping shook his head and said: "Generally, you should be thousands of years old when you break through to the Holy Land. Thousands of years old... I don't know if you can rank in the top 100 in the Three Realms. You are mixed up like this, it is not an accident."
The celestial pole that just succumbed, instantly wilted, he did not want to talk.
The Western Emperor projection, at the moment, is a bit complicated, shaking his head: "Maybe, maybe I... or your father, it is really too harsh for you!"
The Western Emperor didn't say much about this. He continued the topic and said: "The tree is the road tree. The Emperor has studied it for a long time, and the result is that the tree is extraordinary!"
Speaking of this, the Western Emperor's eyes have a little more fascination. "The tree, the seed origin is not ordinary, may be related to the species of resurrection! The Emperor left the Three Realms for thousands of years, then returned to the Three Realms and planted the Tao.
The Tao Tree is also amazed by the Three Realms. The Emperor may be somewhat unusual with this tree..."
Fang Ping frowned: "What strength does it have?"
"It’s a long time ago when I saw it, and when... broke seven?"
The Western Emperor is not sure: "The road tree is not obvious, and the old is just a source, not the real body, the induction is not too obvious."
Fang Ping Shen Sheng said: "There is the kind of resurrection in your mouth... Is it really there? I always thought that the kind of resurrection is just a saying that some people flicker the Three Realms."

Does it exist?

The Western Emperor ridiculed himself: "I don't know, even if it is me, I have only seen the projections, I have seen the virtual shadows, not the real objects, whether they really exist, who knows."
Speaking of this, the Western Emperor slowly said: "Continue, you have to ask, the old man said it! Want to know more, then play chess with the old, for so many years, a person is too lonely, celestial is too boring, step by step I don’t know how to change, lose and lose...
You want to know more, then you win the old!

Fang Ping nodded. "In this game, I let the predecessors come first, and the next five chess games. I am not afraid of anyone, and I won't be a big deal!"
Said indifferent, arrogant!
The Emperor’s projection was a smile, and the celestial pole was also a grin. Fang Ping’s ability to brag, the third in the world, he was not afraid of anyone.
Can you say that playing chess is really amazing... I am very convinced?
PS: 4 hours, then ask for a monthly ticket!