Long Live Summons!

To Yueyang in the game, he kept silent.

Can't play chess.

The middle-aged literary man waited quietly for his equivalence and appeared patient. He had no reason to be bored with a chess game that was doomed to final victory. Only those who lost quickly would be upset to sit in the air and feel uncomfortable. For example, like Yueyang classmates today, he was very upset. He beat the chess and shouted: “What kind of bullshit chess? Can't you use a little better jade stone to make the chess? This piece of crap, even if caught in the hand, has no inspiration! ”

Everyone knows that playing chess has nothing to do with chess, and the texture of the chess has nothing to do with the outcome.

I think the people involved are all kind of people.

That's the loser!

Yueyang looks like this... The middle-aged literary man looks at him, turning angles, and imagines himself as the Yue family's three youths, all of a sudden facing such super strong people as the Temple Supreme Emperor, no double emperor extinction, demon emperor, Golden Emperor, immovable supremacy, etc., will feel the head as big as a headache. Let's not talk about the first five giants, the ones that rank below them, the five giants in the South, who are definitely not the ones to piss off.

Back then, the Imperial Emperor sacrificed himself to seal the three giants of West Heaven.

Yueyang now faces not only as many as five heavenly giants, but also five stronger peaks, including the mightier Emperor, the Deceased, the Demon Emperor, the Golden Emperor and the Immovable Supreme. Ten people are like ten mountains. Any one of them can't breathe. Now that ten people are here, how can you teach people not to grieve, frown, face, cloud, mist!

The middle-aged man envisioned himself as Yue Titan, holding the card in his hand, under the pressure of ten strong enemies, only a dead end.

You can't win.

This game is harder to win than going to heaven!

I can't think of any way to win if I think for the Yue family; I can't think of any reason to lose if I think for myself!

Under these circumstances, the middle-aged literary man feels that he can let go of the depression and thoughtlessness of 10,000 years, quietly wait for the triumph cultivated before the 10,000 years and cultivated throughout the 10,000 years to fade away... now is the moment to enjoy, now is the moment to appreciate the pain and frenzy of the enemy, now is the moment to disappoint before the 10,000 years of revenge! The middle-aged literary man looked up to heaven and his lips snapped a slightly ruthless smile: were those fools who looked away and refused to embrace themselves on the top of the Tower of Heaven? If your spirits are not far away, then look in the eyes of death, because of your stubbornness and your mistakes, you have missed the best heirs, because you, the Tower of Heaven, are completely fallen and destroyed, the original glory will cease to exist, and even become a shame that will never be washed again. Long live the stench!

That's your choice!

It's because of you, it's because you didn't choose me that the Tower of Heaven became like this today. It's all because of you!

Tower, I can't get it, then no one can get it! I can't get it, so I'll destroy it myself! I will make this beautiful home, which rejects me, a true purgatory, a living abyss of despair, a river of blood for hundreds of millions of people, a burial in it of millions of unhappy people, and a final mourning of pain!

The middle-aged literary clerk slowly held his fist, just as he held the throat of the fate of the Tower of Heaven and the life of hundreds of millions of people.

“Bang!”

Yueyang suddenly photographed the pieces angrily on the stone table.

A surprisingly loud voice, the expression, though not suddenly depressing, is definitely not on your mind.

Seeing this hand, a friendly smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged literary man, persuading him: “Children, playing chess cannot be impulsive, you know, sometimes one hand can determine the direction of the whole big picture, patience and observation are very important. Are you sure you want to take this next step? Are you sure about this? Otherwise, for the sake of my fellow countrymen, I will give you one step of regret. Think carefully first, and it will not be too late! ”

“No, it's a disgrace to be your descendant, and it's best never to mention it.” Yueyang stared at the middle-aged literary man like a sword. If his eyes were a sword, it was estimated that there would be hundreds more transparent caves on the middle-aged literary man: “Master Ben plays chess, if you love him, you can kill yourself! ”

“People who win chess don't commit suicide. Suicide is usually done by people who lose chess.” The middle-aged man laughed as soon as he heard it.

“I didn't lose!” Yueyang hummed heavily.

“We're not losing now, but we're almost there.” The middle-aged man didn't think there was any chance and opportunity for this boy to pull back. He looked at the chess board and suddenly stretched out his hand to light some white chess pieces on the stone table. He smiled at Yueyang: “This chess piece of mine is worthless. A big chess piece that can eat all the chess. Can you stop this chess? ”

“I'm a big chess player too!” Yueyang told the middle-aged man not to move his chess.

“How big is your chess?” The middle-aged literary man did not feel that this step was full of masculine superiority, and that there were more than a few soft pieces that could stop him from dying without two emperors.

It must be the conquest of Queen Fabrizi to prevent the demise of the Emperor.

Too bad it's not her.

And even if this step is blocked by her, what about Temple Supreme, Demon Emperor, Golden Emperor and Immobile Supreme? And who's stopping it?

Yueyang once again pushed the middle-aged literary man's black chess pieces off the board back to their original positions, solemnly warning: "Don't touch Master Ben's chess! Of course I have my reasons! Your chess pieces are worldless. Is he big? My chess was a magic dragon that swept across the heavens. It's nothing if you want to stop your double-emperor from dying! ”

“Dragon?” As a middle-aged literary man, he didn't understand how Yue Titan knew the kind of bull that the dragon was, so he frowned and pressed Yue Yang to deny word for word: “You, root, ben, just, don't, know, know, demon, dragon! ”

“I don't know Dragon? I let him out. I don't know him?” Yueyang smiled back: “Who in the world, besides me, can lift his seal, who besides Ben Young Master, will hold his thighs and cry out to admit that I am a relative? If it weren't for watching him cry, he'd want to be my big brother and dream! ”

“Even if the Dragon were your brother, he would never have come to Heaven Tower, let alone fought the Undoubtedly Emperor!” The middle-aged literary man suddenly laughed.

“Why?” It's Yueyang's turn not to understand.

“Because he just left the seal and hasn't returned to his peak yet.” The middle-aged man laughed and shook his head: “He must be hiding now, hiding in an extremely hidden place to treat himself, you just want to find him, and you can't find him! ”

“Wouldn't I have told him? Through the treasure book!” Yueyang said sending a message was simple.

“Impossible!” Middle-aged clerics still shook their heads: “Only those who possess the keys to the sky will be able to give the treasure book of Tongtian Tower a pointing message in the short term, such as issuing a call order or pointing it at you! There's no other way! In other words, the dragon is not from the Tower of Heaven, he will never be able to access your information, and the information will not flow to him, because the whole Tower of Heaven is looking for you, you are the Yue family, not the Dragon who doesn't know anyone! Finally, I would like to say that the key to all heavens is my dedication, because, after it is used, it will allow the entire sky tower to issue a second call order or directive message in a year, and the sky tower's summoning treasure book will be silent for a year to restore its connecting energy... Don't look at me like that, Yue Jia San, maybe you don't think I'm a smart person, but in fact, I'm not dumber than you or slower than you, I just don't have the kind of fate you love so much! ”

The middle-aged man stamped Yueyang's black chess pieces on the board and threw them away at will.

He thinks.

It's a piece of crap.

However, at this time, suddenly, a hand reached between the heavens and the earth, reaching 10,000 miles apart, easily caught the chess pieces, and threw it gently, throwing it back to the position under Yueyang.

Just as the face of the middle-aged man changed for a moment, a lazy and overbearing voice sounded: “Actually, I'm not really a nosy person, but if someone bullies me and scares the children in the family, as a big brother, there's no reason not to stand up and say something. It's been sealed for 100,000 years, but don't pretend I don't exist anymore, okay? I was always the only one who bullied others. After 100,000 years, I didn't expect anyone to bully me. If that old man, the dragon god is the supreme one, I'm afraid to break my leg! ”

“Dragon!” The middle-aged literary man roared: “It's really you! ”

“I'm so sorry that you failed in your calculations. How clever of you, but you never thought I'd hide in the sky tower and recover, did you? Little punch, children want to play some family games, as a senior, I can't be reasonable to meddle. But you, Nima, can't pretend that I don't exist. If you want to bully me, just stand on my grave and brag.” The lazy and bullying voice, like a lesson to a child, reprimanded the middle-aged man, and in front of him, I'm sorry, the middle-aged man, who lived for thousands of years, could barely count as a child playing with urine mud, trying to sit even? Let's talk about it in another 100,000 years, okay?

The middle-aged man's face changed again, but he remained calm and comfortable.

There is only one demon dragon far from returning to its peak state, it is nothing at all. It is hard to say whether he can prevent the death of the two emperors. Even if he can, the Temple Supreme Emperor, the Demon Emperor, the Golden Emperor and the Immovable Supreme will not stand idly by!

Good things like forcibly surrounding a celestial dragon while in a state of weakness are absolutely an opportunity not encountered in thousands of years, and anyone who knows will be moved.

Perhaps this war not only counts the Yue family, but can also defeat the Dragon.

“Kid, I'm your big brother. I meant to hold my thigh a little, but I definitely didn't cry. Did I cry? That's excitement!” Lazy and domineering voice hummed: “I am so good to you, remember how many beautiful words in front of the Dragon God in the future, better let him marry a super beautiful daughter to me, the most old man has a daughter to consider whether or not to marry your son, a kiss! ”

“Get out of here, you!” Yueyang shouted furiously: “Just like you, I want to marry someone else's dragon princess. You haven't been in jail too long. You must be a fool! Get the fuck out of here. I need you to save the scene. You're gonna die if you don't blow it! ”

“Shit, I give a shit about you, man!” The dragon that was sprayed with a face was speechless.

“Who cares? If you can do it, go kill the Emperor!” Yueyang does not need the attention of anyone but beautiful women.

“I'm going to be able to get rid of the Emperor now, and I'm still squeaking around here, going to the Central Temple to rob the ground. You can't expect me to make an enemy out of jail!” The dragon was afraid that Yueyang students would send more missions, and the voice had disappeared before the breath was finished, so he slipped away.

“Step one, you see. Now, Master Ben, step two, who says I'm going to lose?” Yueyang looked back at the middle-aged clerk and snapped and photographed another black chess piece on the stone table.

* * * * * * * * * (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)