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"Okay, don't think about this. Let's talk to Brother Wei about what he has experienced during his travels over the years."

Royal Palace.

In the attic in the middle of the lake, the warm breeze makes people intoxicated.

Sunlight reflects into the window lattice, and two figures sit around the chessboard.

The chess game is intricate, with white and black intertwining with each other, and it is coming to an end.

The old man wearing the emperor's dragon robe casually threw the black stones in his hand on the chessboard, stood up slowly with his knees up, and said with a smile:

"The late Emperor loved chess. In order to please the late Emperor, I worked hard for most of my life, but now I can't beat your original bad chess game."

Xu Yinhe gently put the white piece in his hand into the chess jar and replied warmly:

"Your Majesty, the current style of chess is too eager. Although it is hard to stop, it also has many flaws."

The old man in royal robe grinned:

"Okay, come to the Three Treasures Palace if you have nothing to do. Isn't it that Xu Xiangguo came to the palace to see me to play chess?"

Xu Yinhe raised his eyes and glanced at the old man in imperial robes, and asked:

"Isn't today the chess game that the Holy One mentioned first?"

Hearing this, the old man in imperial robes raised his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face showed a smile:

"I remember that the last time Xu Xiangguo joked with me was twenty years ago. It seems that something good happened on the day your third son was born."

Xu Yinhe's falcon-like eyes revealed a trace of nostalgia and a hint of smile.

The old man in imperial robes chuckled:

"Xu Xiangguo, I don't have much time now. It's not a good habit to waste time in front of me."

When Xu Yinhe heard this, his eyes instantly darkened, he stood up slowly, bowed and held his hands in his hands:

"Your Majesty, you have no regrets, now we can take action."

The air suddenly solidified

In silence,

The old man in royal robes narrowed his eyes, stared at his old friend in front of him, and said word by word:

"Xu Xiangguo, what do you mean by this?"

Xu Yinhe slowly raised his eyes, met Li Yaoxuan's sharp gaze in the silent air, and whispered slowly:

"Lou Ji sent news that the 300,000 elite members of the northern sect were defeated last night."

Today I reviewed the outline again and am ready to speed up
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