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Chapter 773 He, Xu, knocks off the chessboard with one move. How should Master respond?

"boom!"

In the center of Yanming Lake, the majestic figure fell. Xiahou fell into the lake, looking so panicked, like a drowning child struggling feebly.

The snow lake is extremely bright, and Haotian's divine light continues to burn in the remaining snow on the ice and in the lake water, releasing clouds of water vapor, and the faint sound of boiling can be heard, like a morning hot spring in the fog.

"kill!"

Ning Que roared and slashed with the last sword, and Sangsang, who was shining brightly, once again released the more intense Haotian Divine radiance, and Xiahou was finally dead.

His body was floating in the boiling lake water, his eyes were wide open, a trace of confusion and a hint of unwillingness could be seen on his blood-stained face, and the skin of his thin cheeks gradually turned a strangely ripe red.

Many years ago, in the military camp at the foot of Min Mountain, Murong Linshuang, the former saint of the Demon Sect, performed a Heavenly Demon Dance in public. The world was shocked, and powerful people gathered in the Xiling Temple. Xiahou did not hesitate, cooked and killed her with his own hands, and resolutely betrayed the Demon Sect and joined the Haotian Dao Sect.

That was the most important turning point in Xia Hou's life, but he probably never imagined that he would be cooked by boiling water after his death, just like that woman back then. If there really is a way of heaven, then this is the so-called cycle.

"Who says the concierge's son can't take revenge? Who says Dongxuan can't cross the border to kill Zhiming?"

On Yanming Lake, Ning Que laughed heartily. He had completed his revenge and successfully killed Xiahou.

"Sangsang!"

At this time, a figure fell from the sky. Ning Que quickly jumped out of the lake and reached out to catch Sangsang, who was losing his breath.

In the Snow Palace of Chang'an Palace, Queen Xia Tian stood at the threshold with an expressionless face.

Her gentle face was already covered with tears. Emperor Li Zhongyi gently hugged her from behind, wanting to give her some comfort. More and more tears fell out of her eyes, and she wanted to break away from his embrace.

Li Zhongyi hugged her very tightly and forcefully. Xia Tian struggled but failed to break free. This was naturally not because she was too sad and lacked strength. She turned around and threw herself into her husband's warm embrace, crying silently and heartily. After a while, the front of the dragon robe was completely wet.

Many big figures in the Tang Dynasty looked at Yanming Lake with complicated expressions. No one expected that it would end like this.

The whole city of Chang'an fell silent.

The whole world went silent.

In the winter forest on the east bank of Yanming Lake, the chirping of cicadas sounded again, the sound was sad and shrill, but it revealed incomparable joy.

On the cold snow bridge, Xu Shi looked up at the beautiful light reflected by the black clouds in the night sky. His movements seemed particularly heavy, and his wrinkled old cheeks were filled with questions.

Xiahou died, Ning Que won, and there appeared in the world a strong man who knew his fate by killing in the cave, and he was walking the world in the academy again.

Jun Mo, who was sitting cross-legged on the snow bridge, had a rare sincere smile on his face. He looked at Xu Shi and said, "This is a miracle."

Although this is not a miracle created by the academy, a miracle is a miracle. When Jun Mo first met Sangsang, for some reason, he always felt that a miracle would definitely happen to the little maid in the future. For this reason, he did not hesitate to argue and argue with his most respected senior brother.

Tonight, he finally saw the miracle happening to Sangsang, so he began to smile.

The soldiers of the Yulin Army and the ministers at Tianshu were already exhausted to the extreme, but when they heard Jun Mo's words, they felt humiliated and angry.

Xu Shi looked at Jun Mo and said calmly: "The academy is indeed a place that can create miracles. Ning Que has done things that no one can imagine, but do you think this is really fair?"

Jun Mo stood up. He used the shadow on the ice to adjust the position of the high crown on his head. After confirming that there was no deviation at all, he nodded with satisfaction and said without question: "I do things the most fairly."

The wrinkles on Xu Shi's face were extremely deep, and he looked old as a result of being blown by the morning wind. His voice was slightly hoarse and he said: "Jun Mo behaves like an ancient gentleman. No one in the world dares to doubt you, but after the battle at Yanming Lake, Ning Que relied on his little maid to win. Two strikes against one, what is fairness? "

Jun Mo said: "My junior brother is a Talisman Master. According to the rules of the cultivation world, you can have a personal attendant when challenging a duel. There is no problem in this matter."

"Ning Que is not a pure Talisman Master. Miss Sangsang is the only descendant of the Great Priest of Guangming, so how can he be a close servant?" Fa, if he says he is a Talisman Master, then he is a Talisman Master. As for Sang Sang, even if she becomes the Great Priest of Light in Xiling in the future, she can be a personal attendant if she wants to be my junior brother's."

The argument between Xu Shi and Jun Mo naturally ended in nothing.

Jun Mo left and headed towards Yanming Lake. The tall hat on his head cast a very long shadow in the morning light, as if it was going to sink deeply into the deep snow on the bridge.

Xu Shi looked at his disappearing back and remained silent.

"I said Ning Que, will you die if you beg me?"

On the bank of Yanming Lake, a round, fat figure appeared next to Ning Que. He grabbed Ning Que's arm and held him and Sang Sang steady. This person was naturally Chen Pipi.

Although Ning Que was exhausted at the moment, he still kept his words. While he was teasing Chen Pipi, he was in a very good mood.

I don't know how many people were watching around the lake tonight. People looked at Ning Que who was being carried by Chen Pipi and Sangsang who was being supported. They felt extremely complicated and felt that what they saw was not real.

"Jingle Bell……"

At this moment, a crisp copper bell rang by the lake, and a group of figures appeared in front of Ning Que, Sang Sang and Chen Pipi.

"Judgment God's Throne, you really want to do this!"

Li Slowly's voice sounded, no longer as gentle as usual, but with a solemn and serious tone.

"Buddha's Ullama Pure Bell, I didn't expect you to bring such a thing to Qin Nian."

"Pippi, take Ning Que and Sangsang away quickly."

A high crown appeared on the snowy night, and Jun Mo's figure also appeared on the lakeside.

"First senior brother? Second senior brother?"

Ning Que, who was out of strength, looked at Li Manman and Jun Mo with doubts, only to find that the two senior brothers had serious faces, and directly opposite Xu Xin, a strange monk was holding up a copper bell.

"Ning Que, let's go quickly. This Ullama Purifying Bell is a magical weapon of the Buddha, but as long as you stay farther away, it won't be that effective."

Chen Pipi said that he was about to take Ning Que away.

"Qi Nian, if you dare to ring the bell..."

In the east forest beside the lake, the cicadas chirped again, and the voice that threatened Qin Nian before threatened him again.

But this time, Qi Nian ignored it and rang the bell resolutely.

The clear ringing of bells echoed by Yanming Lake, and a sense of compassion spread, but it did not appear gentle, but full of majesty, as if it was going to suppress all the evil in the world.

The ringing of the bell spread out from Yanming Lake and throughout Chang'an City.

Master Huang Yang of Chang'an City has an ancient bell, which immediately resonates with the sound of the bell. Not only this ancient bell, but also the ancient bells of all the Buddhist temples in Chang'an are ringing at the same time.

The rich and resonant bells echoed in Chang'an City and Yanming Lake, setting off the crisp and indifferent bells, making them even more majestic.

A solemn Buddha's light shines across the earth, and it shines on... the true incarnation of Pluto.

When the Buddha's light fell, Xu Xin smiled and looked vaguely in the direction of the academy. Xu Xin made a move and overturned the chessboard. How should the Master respond?

(End of this chapter)