55. Wangjun wears the palace

Last night.

The stars are still the same.

The old master, the old general, two old guys, are playing chess.

This game is extremely tragic, just saying that in the nine palace formations of the two sides, the old master and the black three pawns entered together, one pawn sat in the heart of the palace and the second pawn leaned on each other, and the old handsome man of the red side was lonely, and he couldn't move in the corner of the formation. Of course, the old master's situation is not optimistic, and his veteran also gave a red soldier the heart of the palace and nested in the corner, unable to move. Of course, there are horses and cannons on both sides, and they are still circling, saying that this is the last game before going to bed, and neither of the two old men wants to lose.

Daoist Fang, holding a piece of paper in his hand, could not carry it on his back, front and back, left and right.

I don't know why it's bothering!

The old master said, you are not allowed to sleep if your back is not good, I will check tomorrow morning, and I will make ten strokes of the palm of my hand if I have a wrong word.

He didn't understand, this was a foreign language, and Daoist Fang was completely black-eyed and rote and hard to memorize, which was equivalent to riding a blind donkey across the river and riding a mud bodhisattva across the river, is this easy?

This is not easy, this is really difficult for Daoist Fang, Daoist Fang is full of complaints.

Wuzen is meditating, every night.

The peony god will wear makeup in the Sanhua Public House, every night.

And Ah Wu Ge, Ah Wu Ge flew away on his old crane again, basically every night.

Human life is different, an extremely difficult task fell on the Fang Daoist, so that the Fang Daoist finally ushered in the first spring of his life, and at the same time fulfilled his childhood dream: "Tomorrow will be the battle, tomorrow will be the battle! I heard that Brother Chen Ping said that he could lead a thousand people to receive 2,000 stone of grain and grass every month, and 2,000 stone is 28,800 catties of grain and grass, which is enough for 1,000 people, and by the way, there are also horses......"

Daoist Fang, distracted again.

The Ranger General, the commander of the cavalry, what a spirit! What a majesty!

However, this ranger general has no soldiers under him, and he is completely a bare-bones commander, and Daoist Fang finally understands what it means to be in name only: "Cough!"

The old master coughed dryly, thinking that he was reminding: "General!"

Old master, I lost again.

The old master is going crazy, he hasn't won a game since he called, in fact, there is only one person who is really treacherous: "Come again! Come again!" He is full of strength, but the old general is already sleepy, tired, and worried, and said some frustrated words: "The next game after game, the winner loses the loser, the loser wins, don't play, don't play." Then yawn and go to bed. After sleeping for a while, he opened his eyes, glanced at Fang Yin, sighed, and looked at the old master again, and sighed again. Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

It seems to be.

The old master also sighed, knowing that his old friend had always been worried in his heart, and he couldn't sleep well.

There is only one reason, and that is the Togara.

Everything was in the plan, only Tuo Jia Luo was not there, Old General Fang, or Old Marquis Fang didn't know him at all.

The old master knew him, and the old master said that he was not human at all.

It's God.

Since he is a god, he can control everything, including the chess game of war, including every chess piece, and he can control everything. Frustrate its spirit, seize its morale, the time and place are favorable, but the initiative is still in the hands of the other party, the two old men can't eat well and sleep well, only play chess to relieve boredom. Time is also fate, it is difficult to be variable, Tujialuo is a variable, and the beast army of Tujialuo is a variable, and it is rumored that he can see through the past and predict the future-

If he is not victorious, where is he?

Sleep, sleep, the general is not allowed to disarm.

Rest, rest, dream into the Iron Horse Glacier.

A ballad, thousands of meanings, the story of the overlord of Western Chu embattled The king of the black bone has also heard it, and he doesn't want today's tragedy to be repeated, but it actually falls on his own family! Pull out the mountain and cover the world, the times are not good and the bad luck does not pass away, the heroes and heroes always die at the hands of villains, and fall into the trick! Ruined and ruined! This is the feeling in the heart of the black bone at this time, the more the black bone looks at the little white face, the more he feels that he is a treacherous look, when the ten thousand people in the city sing together and there is a dead silence in all directions, who knows that the heart of the black bone is also very heavy, and the heart is even more sad: "Is it finished?" Is it over? Is it over?

What a cunning puppy! What a white-faced young general! The black bone hated him to death, the black bone was even more annoyed to death, and the black bone just wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death, which was really maddening: "Fight!" The peak turned around, the young general responded to the battle, said to fight, and no more nonsense: "As you wish, be above board!" Jun Tianjian came out, grew up in black, pointed at each other from afar, and was full of spirit: "Come on, come on, there is a kind of let the horse come! Hit until you can't get up, hit until you kowtow and beg for mercy!" Hit until you can't speak, hit until you are looking for teeth all over the ground!" The words were these words, but the black bones no longer understood: "You, you, what are you talking about?"

Outside the script, free to play, General Fang's task has been completed.

Wu Gu didn't know that this white-faced young general named Fang Yin had many identities, such as Taoist priests, such as Hua Boss, such as the head of the Five Tiger Generals, such as the god Vishnu. And one of them is for Fang Da Swordsman, just from Fang Da Swordsman's sword can be seen, black thick, long, straight, wide, thick and hard, really big! And today, at this time, Fang Da Swordsman wants to use the sword in his hand, real fighting, hard to hard, defeat the black bones, and achieve a fair and righteous victory, so that everyone is convinced.

Because Fang Yin has never won an upright victory, because no one is convinced by the other party: "Brother Fang Yin! Brother Fang Yin!" Of course, there is also a Wuzen brother who believes in him with all his heart: "We must win! We must win!" We must prove it to everyone: "Fang Yin Fang Yin! We must win and win!" It is the moment when all people are united and extremely glorious, brothers, friends, my relatives: "Fang Yin Fang Yin! will be defeated and defeated!"

It's Peony again, this crazy woman.

Translation.

The interpreter is on the scene, and the preface is counted.

The lion king was furious, and he didn't have to say anything at the moment, and patted the BMW in his seat: "Da, da, da." ”

But the BMW can't shoot anymore, because the BMW in the BMW has already come, as slow as an old cow pulling out a broken car: "Click, click, click." ”

Wangjun appeared on the stage, and all the horses were together.

Who's singing? Is it for the lord of Wuchuchu?

Who's singing? Is it singing the praises of my dear father, is he singing of great love?

Brother monk, you are here too, I know you are here for me.

For me!

Look, look, my vine hasn't been entangled yet, but your tree can't wait!

Understandable.

Wu Chuchu, the little county lord, actually came a long time ago, hiding in the crowd, not daring to come out.

The so-called hometown cowardice, not to mention the monk brother, everyone knows that Wu Chuchu is a shy little girl who likes to blush.

Could it be that he is here to confess to me?

This, this, in front of so many people, this is really a shame!

He's brave! He's a man! He's a real man! Monk! Brother! What's his name?

That young general is very eloquent, you can go up and ask him.

By the way, let him be a matchmaker!

Very good.

Wu Chuchu's heart is like the clouds in the sky, which cannot change instantaneously: "Fang, that yin, that, that!

Feng Shui took turns, and who was dumbfounded: "Bold!

"Brother Fang Yin, my name is Wu Chuchu, I am twenty-eight this year, this, that, how do you say it?"

"Herod's Lawsβ€”"

"Oh Qingyun, are you crazy? Why is this ......?"

"Fang Bad Shui'er, let me come! I'm going to kill her, kill this, ahhh

"Huh, what are you doing? Oh, yes, I mean, that, that, hee!"

"Are you sick?"

"What are you talking about? Why don't I understand? No, no, no, you still use our words, say, by the way, I haven't told you yet, I'll ......."

"Little sister, go away, don't mess around, this is not ......"

"Oh, you lion head, you dare to lose your temper with me, I will sue my father when I go back, saying that you bullied me!

"Little sister, little sister, little sister, you don't want this, don't do this!"

"Big Tiger!"

"Big brother and second brother, this is your mistake, if you have something to say, our little sister is the most well-behaved, the most obedient, and the most ......"

"Little Wildcat!"

"Get out of the way! Let me come! What demons and monsters, what nonsense, with my earth-shaking general Niu Peony here, no one can think ......"

"Wangjun, Wangjun, I'm so scared, so scared! You see they all come to bully me, they all come to bully ......."

"It's not good, it's not good! Run, run, run, it's going to thunder!"

"Moo-"

"What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Squirt!"