"You can cut off other people's causes, but you may not be able to cut off your own consequences." The unknown old monk looked at Zhou Yu's leaving back and murmured in a low voice.

A few days later, beside Qingshan Lake.

Zhou Yuduan was sitting on a large blue stone. Beside him was Qing Ming who was nourishing his energy in the scabbard.

"A chess game of cause and effect has been established in just one legal domain. How powerful would the ancient god Yunmeng be in his prime, and what is the purpose of doing this?" Zhou Yu said silently, looking at the rippling lake in front of him.

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Originally looking for the old monk, he was ready to take action, but when he saw the chess game, he understood everything.

If it evolved according to the chessboard, he would not be able to see the chess game now.

But in the end, because of his stay these days, he took the initiative to integrate into the Ning'an chess game, which made all this seemingly simple behavior go smoothly until now.

If not, then Ning'an Town is just a passer-by to him, and a passer-by cannot get real help from the people of Ning'an Town.

It will also comply with the meaning that the unknown old monk wants to convey. If you don't enter the chess game, you will be unable to break it.

But even after understanding this, Zhou Yu still felt a little elusive when thinking about it now.

But these are not important now, because he has to face the most critical step in this chess game now.

Carp spirit!

A red carp was saved because of him and got into the game again because of him.

Maybe the carp had the idea of ​​coming back for revenge after escaping from trouble, but it was an idea after all.

The fact is that when Zhou Yu shattered the chessboard with one palm, he vaguely sensed that it was furious after being rounded up by Guo Laoer and Li San again.

This anger made the carp spirit, after recovering its true form, quickly roll up huge waves and sweep towards Ning'an Town.

Bang, bang, bang...

When he thought of this, Zhou Yu immediately opened his eyes.

During the time when he was meditating and nourishing his energy, it was already dark in the hot weather, and a three-foot-long huge wave roared up from the originally peaceful Qingshan Lake.

In the big waves, there was a faint figure of a black dragon, making waves.

As a result, the entire sky was filled with icy drizzle, and among the rolling thunder, there were dark clouds, as if the sky was falling, which made people feel depressed.

The rain is getting heavier and the wind is getting louder, making Zhou Yu's clothes rustle.

"Since you are already here, why don't you show up and remember the grace of escaping disaster?" Looking at the lake that was far higher than his own height and smelling the wind with the cold smell, Zhou Yu suddenly felt

Said loudly.

As he said these words, his bulging clothes suddenly stopped, and outside his body, there was a layer of vague green light, slowly glowing, blocking the wind and rain from the sky.

"roar!"

As Zhou Yu finished speaking, a high-pitched dragon roar suddenly sounded from the big waves, and a hornless dragon poked its ferocious head out of the big waves.

His eyes are like a deep pool at the moment, making people feel cold when looking at them, and at the same time, a stabbing murderous intention surges in undisguisedly.

"The people of Ning'an Town have repeatedly provoked me and tried to capture me. It is unbearable. I remember that you helped me escape. Now that you are leaving, I will not kill you." Mo Jiao looked at the people on the shore.

The green-robed figure said immediately.

"You have escaped a disaster. Although it was because of me that Li San, Guo Lao'er and others went to Qingshan Lake again, they still managed to get to you now that you had recovered your magical power."

"If you really remember your previous kindness and swear that you will never allow Ning'an to be in trouble, and you will not stir up trouble and retreat, you may not be able to truly survive this calamity." Looking at the ink dragon in front of you, carrying the power of wind and rain, it is full of horrifying power.

, Zhou Yu said calmly in his eyes.

"It seems that this sword is going to be used after all." Looking at Mo Jiao's increasingly cold eyes, Zhou Yu sighed in his heart.

The next moment, I saw the giant black dragon's tail swung violently in the big waves.

Suddenly, there was a terrifying lake water that exploded and roared towards Zhou Yu.

Its sound was so powerful that it was like the Milky Way rewinding, and soon it covered the entire sky, and as far as the eye could see were endless waves.

Buzz!

Suddenly, there was a sound of swords and a sword beam, like blue and white thunder, flying across the sky in an instant.

Boom!

The sky was filled with huge waves, which seemed to be suddenly split apart by an indescribable force. The water in it was cut off and turned into heavy rain, which suddenly fell three steps away from Zhou Yu.

At the same time, the eye-catching sword gang suddenly moved towards Mo Jiao without losing its momentum, and it suddenly appeared in front of Mo Jiao in the panic in his eyes.

Bang, bang, bang...

In an instant, the big wave with a height of three feet exploded continuously on the turbulent lake.

At the same moment, Zhou Yu slashed out his sword and turned around. No matter how terrifying the wave was, it could not penetrate more than three feet around him.

"He can really pull out that sword." Inside the ruined temple, watching the dark clouds in the sky disperse, the unknown old monk's pupils suddenly shrank.

Just for a moment when he closed his eyes, there was a smile of approval between the corners of his mouth.

"Interesting, is it the Xiaoyao Sword or the Ruthless Sword?" Following an inaudible murmur, the body of the unknown old monk, together with the ruined temple, gradually faded into nothingness and disappeared into nothingness.

Outside Ning'an Town, although the black dragon is dead, the light rain still exists.

In the final analysis, Zhou Yu's cultivation level was simply not enough to be able to kill the seemingly infinitely powerful Mo Jiao.

And the reason why he can kill is not because of his cultivation.

After seeing the chess game, rather than killing the ink dragon, it is better to say that I lost the thought of saving the fish.

This sword seems mysterious, but in fact it is not worth talking about. It is because of Nian Jianer.

To put it simply, this is just an illusion of the legal domain after all, not a real place.

On the street, pedestrians gradually became fewer and fewer, but there were still many people who were caught off guard by the sudden onset of the rain, covering their heads with their hands and hurriedly ran towards their homes.

"Old Zhang, it's raining, why are you still running the noodle stall?" As he got closer, Zhou Yu saw that two large oil umbrellas and the boiler for cooking noodles had been supported on Old Zhang's noodle stall.

Still burning and boiling.

"The rain came suddenly. It's too late to close the stall. I just opened an umbrella so that some people who are far away from home can take shelter from the rain. Maybe I can take the opportunity to make some business." Seeing Zhou Yu approaching, old man Zhang suddenly smiled.

road.

"Why are things so busy?"

"Well, that's done." Zhou Yu nodded and sat on the familiar noodle stall.

"Let's have a bowl of Yangchun noodles. It's time to leave after eating. I'll come back next time. I don't know when it will be."

"Okay." Old man Zhang seemed to have thought of something, and without asking any more questions, he turned around and started going down.

The drizzle outside the umbrella was cold, and the noodle soup inside was piping hot. When Old Man Zhang brought the noodles up, the place where Zhou Yu was was already empty.
Chapter completed!