Villains of the Heavens: The Empress Dowager Is Pregnant

Chapter 119
Chen Xuan asked the three girls to hide in the carriage, and then drove the two carriages behind a clump of bamboo forest to cover them up.

Soon, a group of people came along the mountain road, not many people, only about thirty people, all dressed in coarse cloth and short shirts, each carrying two bamboo poles, with rope nets and small benches tied between the bamboo poles, Available for people to ride.

A group of people from the rivers and lakes came towards the mountain in simple bamboo sedan chairs.

Zhong Lingmao took a look behind the bamboo forest and wondered.

"Strange, how come those people have both monks and scholars. Could it be that they came with companions?"

Ah Zi on the side said coldly.

"It's the old fairy who came. The pale faces of these people in the rivers and lakes seem to be sick. It's obvious that they have been affected by the old fairy's transformation."

Chen Xuan hid aside, and frowned upon hearing this.

Just at this time, I saw a white-haired and silver-bearded old man with a fairy air, with fluttering sleeves, rushing up the mountain first.

He followed every step and was not in a hurry, but on this steep mountain road, he seemed to be floating in the wind, without touching the ground, he disappeared into the bamboo forest in the distance in an instant.

Seeing this, the accompanying disciples of the Xingxiu Sect immediately cheered with gongs and drums.

"Old Immortal Constellation, the mana is boundless! The supernatural powers are vast, and the law drives the Central Plains!"

Amidst such shouts and shouts, a group of people carried the injured people from the rivers and lakes and climbed up Leigu Mountain.

Chen Xuan and the three daughters of Ah Zi looked at each other and gestured with their eyes.

Ah Zi was very afraid of the Xingxiu faction, and didn't want to follow her to join in the fun, but Chen Xuan saw that she wanted to run away, so he walked over to hug her and jumped up.

Seeing this, A'Zhu and Zhong Ling had no choice but to chase after him.

A group of four followed the Xingxiu Sect up the mountain, and after a short walk, they reached the valley behind the mountain.

There are pine trees in the valley, and the mountain wind passes by, and the sound of the pines is like waves.

After walking in the forest for a while, we came to three wooden houses.

Ding Chunqiu with white hair and white beard has already arrived here, now he is standing aside, looking up to the sky, his expression is very arrogant.

In front of the wooden house, there is a big stone with a chessboard on it. There are two people playing chess on the left and right sides of the chessboard.

The one on the left is a short, wizened old man, and the one on the right is an old man with messy hair.

That shriveled old man is none other than Su Xinghe who held the Zhenlong chess meeting here.

And the other old man with messy hair is his disciple, Fan Bailing, the second disciple of one of the Eight Friends of Hangu.

Fan Bailing has studied Go for decades, and he can be considered a master of this game.

At this moment, I see that there is a robbery in this game of chess, there are both co-living and longevity, various and extremely complicated.

He suddenly felt fresh, and after looking at it for a while, he felt dizzy and dizzy again. He only counted the life and death of the small white chess piece in the lower right corner, and he felt the blood in his chest surging.

Counting a few more steps, suddenly there was darkness in front of his eyes, a sweetness in his throat, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood with a "poof".

Seeing that he was mentally exhausted and unable to break the situation, Su Xinghe said coldly.

"Your talent is limited, although your chess strength is not weak, you probably can't solve it, not to mention that there is a villain like Ding Chunqiu who is casting evil spells beside you, charming your mind, it is really extremely dangerous, you decide whether you want to continue to break the game."

Fan Bailing said, "Life is a matter of life and death, disciple... I want to try again."

Su Xinghe nodded, said.

"Okay, then think about it slowly."

Fan Bailing stared at the chess board, thought for a while, then swayed his body, and spit out a big mouthful of blood with a "poof".

This time he passed out completely.

Seeing this, Su Xinghe seemed to be used to it, and returned to the chess game on his own.

At this time, the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect had already escorted those people from the rivers and lakes to the valley, and a few monks got off the bamboo sedan chair.

Su Xinghe glanced around, only saw a few monks from Shaolin Temple, the leader was Master Xuannan from Shaolin.

He and Master XuanNan nodded their heads, then looked at Ding ChunQiu again, feeling that there are very few people coming to the chess game this time.

Suddenly there was a "pop", a small pine branch fell from nowhere and hit the chessboard.

Su Xinghe took a look and saw that the pine branch just fell on the "dry" position, which is the key to deciphering the "Zhenlong".

Surprised and delighted, Su Xinghe invited.

"It's another expert, the old man is overjoyed, and hopes to show up to break the game."

While speaking, before the person showed up, Su Xinghe suddenly heard a soft sound, and another black pine nut flew from behind, and landed at the position of "Kun", which was exactly where Su Xinghe was going to drop the nut.

Indistinctly, the two players who made this move are highly skilled in chess, but they can also be called equal opponents.

Everyone looked around, but couldn't see the figure of the shooter at all, and couldn't help admiring him.

At this moment, only a voice was heard from among the branches and leaves of the pine tree.

"Mr. Murong, you come to destroy this treasure, and the little monk should do two tricks on your behalf, don't blame it, don't blame it."

The branches and leaves moved slightly, and the breeze was blowing. I haven't seen how the man made a move yet.

In the next second, there was an extra monk beside the chess game.

The monk was wearing a gray cloth monk robe, with a radiant light, a solemn treasure appearance, and a slight smile on his face.

Someone who knew him said in surprise.

"Jumozhi! Is this the Tubo Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi?"

"Could it be that Mr. Murong dropped the pine nuts just now? I have heard the name of Murong in the North Qiaofeng South for a long time, but I never thought I would see the son of the Murong family today!"

Everyone is discussing.

But there was a burst of clear laughter, and two people walked out of the pine forest.

But I saw that young man, 27 or [-] years old, wearing a light yellow shirt, with a long sword hanging from his waist, floating forward, with a handsome face, very chic.

Beside him, there is a beautiful family accompanying him, graceful and graceful, walking slowly, her skin is like creamy fat, her brows and eyes are even gentle and graceful, she is really a daughter of a thousand gold.

At this moment, she is full of admiration and love, and she is staring at the noble young master beside her, how can she be so concubine.

"Master Murong! Miss Wang!"

Among the people in the rivers and lakes captured by the disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, someone shouted loudly, struggled and ran out.

Wang Yuyan said in surprise, "Brother Bao, Brother Feng?"

It turned out that those people were the retainers of the Murong family, Bao BuTong, Feng BoE and others.

Murong Fu, Bao Budong and the others were naturally overjoyed to meet again at this moment.

Invisibly, the other men and women who followed Murong Fu out of the pine forest were not so conspicuous.

There were four people in that group, although the leading man also wore the appearance of a gentleman, but compared with Murong Fu, he was still a little bit worse.

Moreover, he was hugging a purple-clothed girl wearing a veil, which looked a little less chic.

On the contrary, the two women who accompanied him were so beautiful that people couldn't help but take a second look.

The four people who were robbed of the limelight were none other than Chen Xuan, Ah Zi, Ah Zhu and Zhong Ling.

Without waiting for Chen Xuan to take a second look at the situation in the valley, he only heard Ah Zi in his arms say curiously.

"Everyone says North Qiaofeng South Murong, is that person the son of the legendary Murong family?"

"What? You girl is itching again? You have to go around in front of others again, right? I don't clean up all day long. Look, I will catch the opportunity one day..."

How could Ah Zi hear what he said, and hastily interrupted his joke with a "peh pee pee".

(End of this chapter)