When the cannon fodder meets the villain boss

On the one hand, King Ning was determined to recruit Nangong Weiran's heart, on the other hand, King Li also met a capable man, admired his talent, and immediately worshiped him as his master.

suburban farmhouse

For cultivators, it is not necessary to sleep to replenish energy and so on. It is common for practitioners to not sleep and rest.In the previous life, Nangong Weiran had rested since he was a child, so he also played a good game of chess.Situ Cang was trained by his master with elegant standards, so he is also good at chess.Now there is no need to show Zhao Xinguang the chess game, so the style of chess played by two people can change a lot. If you don't look at the person but only the style of chess, you will definitely not think that it is two people playing chess.

Nangong Weiran occupies the advantage of multiple information and numerous chess records in the 21st century. Situ Cang, as a cultivator in the out-of-body stage, can turn his mind faster than a computer.

Therefore, the chess game is very stalemate, and it looks murderous, but Nangong Weiran still loses a bit, and finally abandons his son and admits defeat.

"Senior brother is amazing, I feel inferior to myself." Nangong Weiran admired Situ Cang very much, after all, he was able to take care of his cultivation and play a good game of chess, which is really amazing.Moreover, Situ Cang's chess style is constantly changing, some are upright, and some are slanted.The two styles kept changing, which caught Nangong Weiran by surprise at first.

"This is just a small way, so don't worry about it, junior." Situ Cang smiled. Nangong Weiran's chess style is also very changeable. It looks very ordinary but every step is a trap. If you are not careful, you will fall into the encirclement. Sometimes it is irrelevant. A few moves, as long as Nangong Weiran is willing, can become a hidden murderous intent.

In fact, not many cultivators play Go. This Go is only brought into the realm of self-cultivation by disciples from the mortal realm. Even if cultivators love chess, they still play Go.

Suddenly Situ Cang looked at the capital, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Dongfang Aotian!"

"Senior brother, is Dongfang Aotian here too?" Nangong Weiran also looked towards the direction of the capital, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised that a dragon aura in the city was entwined with a gleam of blue light.

His qi-watching skills are far inferior to Situ Cang's. Even if he sees some visions, he can't tell why.

"En." Situ Cang had suppressed his anger, and his face was calm, but with those bottomless eyes, who would know that the calm was not filled with turbulent waves?

"It's strange, isn't the task he took to establish a gang affiliated with the sect?" Nangong Weiran felt that Dongfang Aotian's sudden arrival in the capital was probably aimed at him.

Thinking of Dongfang Aotian deliberately finding fault when he took over the mission of the sect, Nangong Weiran had the urge to kill Dongfang Aotian.

There is such a person jumping around all the time, even if it doesn't endanger personal safety for a while, it is disgusting enough.

"Dongfang Aotian has accepted King Li as an apprentice, a real apprentice who has done the ceremony of apprenticeship." Situ Cang thought of something and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"It's definitely not the teaching principle king Xiuxian." Nangong Weiran has met Li Wang, but Li Wang has no spiritual roots. It is strange to say that no matter which dynasty it is, the royal family does not have spiritual roots. They can enjoy the wealth and honor in the world, but they have no celestial fate. .

"It is estimated that he wants to push King Li to the throne." Situ Cang suddenly felt that this was a good opportunity.

"There is no such plot in that book." Nangong Weiran remembered that in Dongfang Aotian's original book, he did not return to the mortal world, nor was he involved with the royal family in the mortal world.

"This Dongfang Aotian has practiced Taoism for too short a time, so I don't know the taboos. Maybe this mortal world is the place where he died." The red light in Situ Cang's eyes flashed away, as long as Dongfang Aotian survived for a day, his heart The demon cannot be broken for a day.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Nangong Weiran couldn't help being curious. After all, even if Situ Cang was in the out-of-body period, he couldn't directly take action against Dongfang Aotian. Steady, the spiritual root is damaged or something.

"Although the sect has the task of assisting the prince to ascend the throne, there has never been a precedent for accepting the royal family's children as apprentices. Do you know why?"

Nangong Weiran thought for a while, then looked at the golden dragon in the palace, "Could it be because of luck?"

"Yes, although the royal family has dragon aura, if they accept the real dragon emperor as their disciple, they can use the dragon aura to cultivate, and they can also make rapid progress, but then the practitioner's aura will be connected with the dynasty. Once the dynasty is overthrown, then the aura Cultivators whose luck is connected may die. Even if the prince is accepted as an apprentice, the master will be implicated by the prince's luck when sharing the prince's dragon energy. You also have to bear the side effects of the weakening of the prince's dragon spirit." This was the first time Situ Cang said so many words, and his deep eyes were full of sarcasm.

He did not expect Dongfang Aotian to take such a bad move. It seems that Dongfang Aotian was flattered by those Situ Cang sent to praise him and completely lost the caution that a cultivator should have.

"But he has a game system, and he may release tasks to increase luck." Nangong Weiran felt that Dongfang Aotian would come here, probably not just to cause trouble for him.

"Prince's Dragon Qi is not that simple." Situ Cang smiled coldly, looking at the blue light entangled with Dragon Qi, he quickly calculated in his heart.

"If there is a heartthrob by Dongfang Aotian's side, can he still care so much?" Nangong Weiran smiled.

"Are you referring to the woman who seized the house?" Situ Cang also smiled, feeling that the smile of his junior brother was cute like a child's prank. It is estimated that there are women beside Dongfang Aotian. There is a good show to watch.

"Ah."

As for that Mary Su who is now in the brothel, is there any danger?Nangong Weiran wasn't worried, after all, Mary Su's aura wasn't just for show.I believe it is impossible for that Marysu girl to be cannon fodder so quickly.

Second day

Ning Wang Zhao Xinguang came to the farmhouse in the suburbs again, but this time he did not bring the three thugs and bodyguards, but only Wu Su, still dressed in Tsing Yi, like a rich man who went out for a spring outing.

"Junior Zhao Xinguang asks to see Mr. Nangong." Zhao Xinguang said loudly.

In the room, Nangong Weiran was looking at the "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in his hand. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile, "Brother, here comes the fish I want to catch."

"How about going to have a look?" Situ Cang felt that his junior brother could give King Ning a little more time, but this task is also a training for the junior brother, and it's not good for him to intervene too much.

Nangong Weiran walked out of the house and looked at the person standing outside the fence, "I don't know why King Ning is here? If you are just talking about chess skills, Nangong welcomes you. If you are visiting a virtuous person, then please go back, King Ning."

King Ning's gentle and elegant smile froze, he looked at Wu Su suspiciously, and his eyes signaled: Did you guess wrong?Is this person really trying to get his attention and work for him?

Wu Su was also taken aback, he didn't expect Nangong Weiran's attitude to be like this.

"Mr. Nangong, you don't seem to welcome Mr. Zhao very much." Zhao Xinguang said with a dry laugh.

"It's not unwelcome, it's just that your royal family will be very troublesome, and I don't want trouble to waste my time." Nangong Weiran said indifferently, even though he was going to assist the prince, Nangong Weiran was not going to confide in him. Shang Nangong Weiran has read so many novels, even if some are ridiculous and unrealistic, but one cannot deny that "the most ruthless emperor's family".

"But since you're here, please come in." Nangong Weiran's etiquette did not allow him to turn away guests.

"Thank you." Zhao Xinguang pushed open the door made of bamboo fence and walked in.

Nangong Weiran had already sat down in front of the stone table, this time in front of him was not a chessboard but a set of tea sets, but Nangong Weiran was not making Gongfu tea for Zhao Xinguang, but the most common tea box tea.Poured a glass and put it on the opposite side.

"Prince Ning, please sit down."

"Sir, you don't seem to be surprised by my arrival at all?" Zhao Xinguang asked curiously after taking his seat.

"One of your followers took away two pages of my manuscript last night." Nangong Weiran looked at Zhao Xinguang with a half-smile, and asked, "Would you like to miss someone who can write such an art of war, King Ning?"

"Well, Mister is really talented." Zhao Xinguang was a little embarrassed, but he was an ambitious prince after all, and he immediately praised, "Mr. is the only talent Zhao has ever seen in his life." He wanted to convey his admiration and seeking talents with his eyes. If thirsty, but the cold mask on Nangong Weiran's face made him feel that whatever he did was useless, he couldn't help but blush.

Nangong Weiran thinks that this Zhao Xinguang is also interesting. Since he came to recruit him, he should put on airs as a corporal, but now he feels embarrassed. To be honest, Nangong Weiran feels that he has a better impression of him. After all, he is a real counselor. Not far away to assist a ruthless lord who is willing to give up everything for the throne with all his heart.

"King Li also got a capable person last night, and he worshiped that person as his teacher to show his sincerity."

"Ah?" Zhao Xinguang was stunned. Although he also had an intelligence organization, Wu Su helped him establish it, but after all, the time was too short, and secrets like King Li couldn't be heard for a while.

Before Zhao Xinguang could figure it out, Nangong Weiran suddenly changed the subject, "There is an oiran named Qinghu in Yanzilou, who lived in a brothel at a young age, it is very pitiful, the prince should take pity on her and let her escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

"Green Fox? Swallow House?"

When Zhao Xinguang still mentioned the most famous brothel in the capital suddenly, he saw Nangong Weiran holding up a teacup and toasting him with tea.

Bring tea to guests!

To be served tea as a see-off again? !

Zhao Xinguang couldn't help feeling depressed for a while.

Nangong Weiran looked in the direction of the room, Situ Cang stood in front of the door and looked at him with a smile on his face.Nangong Weiran returned him a smile, the smile of a child who succeeded in playing a prank.