Red Heart Survey

"That's what I think, and that's what I do."

Jiang Wang said so.

Sincerely!

How he did during this period of time, everyone with a heart can see.

With the dignity of a prince, he went to several houses every day and patrolled dozens of cities for invigilation. Don't care about anyone's background, don't consider any relationship, cut off evil with the sword.

He can indeed say these words frankly.

On the high platform, Su Guanying and Shi Mingyu stopped talking. Their eyes all fell to the examination room, and their expressions became serious.

At this moment, the atmosphere in Hutai was strange.

Jiang Wang explained seriously how he treated this official examination, as if he really wanted to tell Zhao Zi his mood, his choice, and his actions.

Zhao Zi was listening to Jiang Wang's explanation very seriously, as if he really cared and needed this explanation.

As for the entire Hutai, everyone went their own way, adjusting the breath, adjusting the breath, standing guard, and patrolling. Right now, the official examination itself is the most important thing. It doesn't matter what the two of them are talking about, even if one of them is Marquis Wu'an.

When everyone doesn't care.

The seriousness of the two of them seemed rather ridiculous.

"I believe that you really think so, and you do. We have seen a lot these days." Zhao Zi sat in front of the desk, speaking neither fast nor slow, with the temperament of a scholar: "But this kind of fairness will not last long .It exists only in your own will. What happens when you're gone?"

Jiang Wangdao: "I always remember a sentence, my truth is only within three feet of the sword's edge."

"After you die, even if the flood floods the sky?" Zhao Zi asked.

"I guess what I said was, 'what can be done.'"

Zhao Zi looked at him: "Where righteousness lies, even though there are tens of thousands of people, I go alone. If a man stands in heaven and earth, how can it be a pity to live?"

Jiang Wangdao: "Sometimes you are alive, not just your own business. If you can not seek death, it is better not to seek death. Besides, everyone's 'righteousness' is different."

"Life is short, like a mayfly, with no trace of life and death. Has Master Hou ever thought about using this life to leave something for this world and be a great person?" Zhao Zi asked.

Jiang Wangdao: "The sky has its own way and follows its own principles. I probably don't need to leave anything behind. I just hope that I can not add chaos to this world."

Zhao Zidao: "Having the ability but unwilling to change the world is also a kind of vegetarian diet."

"How can you be considered capable? Cultivation is just an unconscious force, and knowledge is sometimes a kind of cage." Jiang Wang said: "I myself often do stupid things and do wrong things. Sometimes I can't tell right from wrong. Sometimes I can’t see the truth and the false, and I’m often confused and don’t know the way forward. How dare I say that the world can be changed for the better by me? Changing myself is a choice, and I undertake it myself. How can I change the world?”

Zhao Zi sighed with some regret: "Thank you for being willing to talk to me about this."

"Get to know each other again."

She stood up and said slowly: "Zhao Qiansun and Li people are number one because of 'Zhao'. Zichou Yinmaoliang was number one because of 'Zi'. My name is Zhao Zi...the guardian of Pingguo! "

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and the audience went into an uproar!

Immediately after the literary examination is the martial arts examination.

Once the Southern Xinjiang official examination is successfully completed, Qi Ting will truly control Southern Xinjiang from name to reality.

This is definitely not what the equal countries would like to see, and it is not even what other forces in the southern region would like to see.

In order to destroy Xia State, Qi State made great efforts, pursued and intercepted it from all aspects of diplomacy and military, and won a great victory.

But one war is over, and another continues.

Jiang Wang was not the target, but he just happened to meet him.

When Zhao Zi said a word, the world changed.

Everything in front of me stretches infinitely, and the huge tiger platform becomes a chessboard.

And the world-renowned Marquis Wu'an of Great Qi is just one of the pawns at this moment.

On this chessboard, black and white are intertwined, big dragons are fighting, and life and death are everywhere.

The boundary between body and soul is completely blurred.

Can't tell if it's real or imaginary.

At this moment, Jiang Wang's body is dyed with ink, standing in the boundless world of chess games, as a black chess piece, everything he sees is snow-white, and they are all enemy pieces.

Those are people who can't see their faces clearly, but have their own strengths.

Everyone exudes an unshakable killing intent.

The killing intent does not necessarily come from everyone's heart, but it has become a "rule".

On the chessboard, black pieces kill white, and white pieces kill black. They cannot stand together, life and death must be divided!

He clearly knew that they might be the candidates just now, or the soldiers of the Laoshan Iron Cavalry, or the officials of the Nanxia Governor's Mansion.

The killing intent in Jiang Wang's heart couldn't help surging up one after another.

Similar to thirst for drink, hunger for food, and cold for clothing, it is so natural for him to want to kill these enemies who hold white.

kill!

kill them all!

Don't care about any reasons, and don't have to bear any burdens, it is simply the cycle of heaven!

The game is full of white pieces surrounding the lone black, I don't kill people, kill me.

His eyes full of murderous intent fell on him, cold and piercing to the bone.

Jiang Wang's feet were set on the bottom, like an old tree taking root, suppressing himself with amazing perseverance.

At this moment, the red-golden light fainted from Wufuhai, illuminating the whole world in an instant.

The immortal red-golden light shone through the eyes, and the killing intent at the level of the rules was still boiling, swimming like a flying snake in the red-golden light...but it couldn't be shaken anymore.

Regardless of what is right and proper, laws and axioms, I will not change my "true self"!

In the chess game of others, walk your own way.

Jiang Wang stared at the front, caught Zhao Zi among the countless figures rushing towards him——

At this moment, Zhao Zi was sitting cross-legged, exactly the one in Tianyuan. She is the home of sight and the center of the whole chess game world. Still wearing a Confucian shirt with hair tied, but wearing snow on his body, he is called "White Holder".

In front of her was a chessboard, which seemed to be shrouded in fog, and only one or two scenes could be vaguely seen.

What Jiang Wangqiong saw with his extreme eyesight were countless vertical and horizontal solid lines extending into the distance, and it was the endless fighting between black and white. The white pieces occupy most of the chessboard space, enclosing a lonely little dragon of the black side in the middle. Although the soliton becomes a dragon, it has eight golden locks.

And this is exactly the situation he is in at the moment!

"kill!"

A long knife came slashing horizontally.

Jiang Wang reached out casually, staggered the blade, and grabbed the neck of the comer. As soon as Dao Yuan reminded him, he took off the power of the knife and threw it far away.

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

All of a sudden, the enemies swarmed in.

Swords fell from all directions, but Jiang Wang just strode forward, like catching chickens, throwing them into the air neatly and orderly, one in each hand.

Wherever he went, a bunch of white enemies would fly up.

But there are more people attacking.

Wu Yang's Taoism poured down like a torrent.

Without dodging or evading, Jiang Wang rushed forward, his body surface became clear, and he officially opened the Xuantian Liuli Kung Fu!

The torrent of Taoism covered his whole body, but he cleared and illuminated his body, so he was naturally innocent.

The complicated Taoism came like water and flowed like water, it couldn't hurt him at all.

What is the coming of the strong god in the world?

In any country in the present world, they are already undoubtedly strong. Can run wild most of the time. The monks below the inner palace can't break through his defense at all. Only the supernatural inner mansion or outer building deserves a little attention.

But only a little attention.

He is not a weak god like Zheng Chaoyang who is forcibly promoted, even if he is a real top-notch monk in the outer building, he will not be able to pass the three-in-one in front of him now.

Countless attacks fell, but they were all wiped away.

Although it is said that a trickle of water can form an ocean, but a drop of water wears through a stone for thousands of years!

In this boundless world of chess games, he may be alone, alone. But unless the chess player Zhao Zi, who can stand in his way?

Among the people besieging him at this moment, there are inner monks like Xue Rushi who have experienced the test of war, including Gu Yong who has been in the army for a long time, and those who are close to God. monk.

But no matter who, no matter what kind of secret technique or killing method, it is like a breeze blowing on his face, which cannot bring him the slightest pressure.

With an unresolved army, it is impossible for these people to compete with him.

And now that he is also a battle-tested veteran, how can he give these white fighters a chance to form a team? Although he didn't kill a single person, everyone he threw was precisely targeted, completely destroying the enemy's position and cutting off all possibility of forming an formation.

Walking all the way, without stopping for half a step, it is like mowing wheat and grass!

Wherever he went, the enemy fell in large numbers and flew all over the sky.

On the chessboard in front of Zhao Zi, the white pieces were also removed one by one. Only a sunspot can be seen, walking out from the corner, pointing directly at Tianyuan, unhindered vertically and horizontally.

Zhao Zi, who was cold-eyed, showed no expression on his face, but slowly took out a white piece from the chess basket next to him, held it with his index finger and middle finger, and was about to press it down.

"Wait a minute."

A voice said so.

A slender figure in a crimson official uniform suddenly appeared in this world of chess games.

On the opposite side of Zhao Zi, Su Guanying and Shi Shiran, governors of Nanxia, ​​sat down.

"I heard Zhao Zi's name earlier, so I came all the way to southern Xinjiang, how can I play alone?" She looked at Zhao Zi's clear eyes, and stretched out two fingers, and took out a black chess piece from the black chess basket.

Zhao Zi looked at her calmly: "Oh? Wen You Su Guanying, you have heard my name?"

Both were rare beauties.

One is beautiful and world-weary, and the other is beautiful and delicate.

It's a rare sight to sit and play against each other like this.

"Governor Nanjiang has a lot on his shoulders. The so-called beautiful woman keeps me awake day and night," Su Guanying turned his eyes to the chessboard, smiled lightly, and pressed down the sunspot in his hand.

She sat down later, but moved the chess first!

boom!

The fierce-looking Shi Mingyu descended from the sky. Bingsha is entangled all over his body, roaring like a dragon or a tiger. The military boots fall like a mountain, as if they crushed the sky, and they will also crush the world of chess.

"The bastards of the equal country, come and die!" His voice roared, and the whole chess world shook again and again.

The foundation of this world has been shaken!

Even if Zhao Zi is considered a strong man in the absolute sense among real people in this world, it is impossible for him to control Su Guanying and Shi Mingyu with one chess game.

So she flipped her bare hands, and immediately dropped the white ball between her fingers. This chess piece is exactly opposite to the sunspot that Su Guanying dropped on the chessboard.

So there was a man dressed as a businessman, in the huge criss-crossing grid, he seemed to be slowly condensing his figure.

He has a very friendly face, the kind that makes you feel comfortable doing business with him. At this moment, squatting on the ground, looking up at Shi Mingzhen who fell from the sky, he grinned and said, "Qian Chou, the Taoist protector of Pingping Kingdom, has met Marshal Shi."

Before the words fell, the person had already pulled himself up, and went straight to the high sky, on the smaller and smaller vertical and horizontal squares, in the misty and changing clouds, facing Shi Mingzhen head-on!

boom!

Just a punch.

Shi Mingzhen just blasted out his fist.

The power of this punch climbed to the limit in an instant, and the space around the fist distorted accordingly. A crack appeared in the entire chessboard world before the fist fell in front of Qian Chou.

Qian Chou casually grabbed it in the void, and pulled out treasure chests, rattles, wooden hairpins, colorful ropes... Each of them condensed special power, and they spread out in the sky.

For a time, the glow shines.

It seems that under the sky, there is another day-it is the sky of all treasures.

And Shi Mingzheng's fist has come.

There were no anomalies.

Only the simplest and purest bang.

Flying shattered the streamer!

Qian Chou also fell.

He has a hundred treasures that can be used in a variety of ways, and he can deal with countless complicated situations, but he was shattered by a single punch.

Being able to sneak into the final official examination, and sneaking into Hutai silently. Naturally, the Equal Nations have made a lot of efforts. In the past six months, the infiltration in Xiadi has been very effective.

The cases that have been appearing in the whole of southern Xinjiang in the past few days, one is that people in the equal country are doing "fairness", and the other is to attract the attention of the Nanxia Governor's Mansion, making it overwhelmed, which triggered today's action.

The only son of the prefect of Jiangyong, how could it be worth fighting so many of them? It was a trap, used to catch the strongman in the Southern Border Governor's Mansion, and it was the best way to catch Su Guanying.

It's a pity that the clues are also left, and the traces are also given. The bait is cast, but the fish is not hooked. They set up many similar traps, but they didn't activate the last time. Either the people who came were not qualified, or they were put on hold by the Nanxia Governor's Mansion at all.

Today is of course an excellent time.

At this moment, the 100,000 Winter Mute Army is still in the Changluo Mansion, and it is definitely impossible to transfer them in a short time. Naturally, Shi Mingzhen can only display the combat power of a real person. A warrior with a strong army in his hand was stripped of his armor.

Then Zhao Zi will divide the battlefield and isolate the support that Guiyi City can give. Let the official power of Nanxia Governor's Mansion not be easily combined with Su Guanying.

Wouldn't it be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to seek advice from either Ming Xuan or Su Guanying at this time?

It is of course a good move to kill Marquis Wu'an, show him a gap, and lead Su Guanying into the game.

Shi Mingzhen then entered the chess game and broke the game strongly, which was also expected.

Qian Chou, who is also a real person in the world, has been preparing for this moment for a long time.

But Shi Mingzhen's fist is too heavy, too heavy!

Without the blessing of the army formation, he is still terrifyingly strong.

This is a force approaching the limit.

Qian Chou was sent back with just one punch.

And Shi Mingxuan stepped through the sky, advancing crazily at a terrifyingly high speed.

Zhao Zi sitting at the front of the chessboard didn't say anything, he picked up a word and pressed it down.

Snapped!

The sound of a piece falling on the chessboard seems to be in an empty valley.

Then a man dressed as a fisherman suddenly appeared in the high vault of clouds. This person has a short beard, eyes vicissitudes, wearing a coir raincoat, carrying a harpoon, holding a fishing rod, and pulling it casually——

Disturbing a river of spring water, the invisible fishing line has already pulled Qian Chou away, and pulled him back to Gao Qiong in a large circle.

At this time, Shi Mingzheng was in mid-air, stepping on the air under his feet and twisting.

Boom!

A huge amount of air exploded.

Fry into a mushroom-like cloud.

And his speed was as fast as the limit, and before the sound of the explosion sounded, he had already appeared in front of the fisherman!

It was so fast that the fisherman, who was also a real person in the world, couldn't react.

There is such power and such speed.

It's a punch to the face!

The fisherman named Li Mao looked horrified.

The power of this punch was pushed to the extreme again.

In front of Mingming's fist, there is a dense fine net. The net is woven by the power of rules, it can't pass the water like a fish, and it can't pass the force like a man, it can relieve the force most.

But where Shi Mingzheng's fist went, the fine net was directly blown to pieces.

The power cannot be removed at all.

Fist is still going.

The rough fist landed on the three-headed harpoon, bending all three pointed ends of the harpoon!

Boom boom boom!

A rattle suddenly sounded.

Crashing, the waves are raging.

If someone says that a rattle can really make waves.

This is almost like a joke.

But the joke actually happened.

Qian Chou, who was held by Li Mao with a fishing line, was shaking a small rattle in his hand. In an instant, the sky turned into the sea, the clouds were flooded by the tide, and the waves roared like a hurricane, drowning Shi Ming in an instant!