Son, Put Your Father To The Test Chapter 257: The son of Qin on the Songhuai River

After a long time, the system spoke.

"Ding! This system has never seen such a request as a host, but after a lot of calculations, a conclusion has been drawn."

The system paused and said:

"When you wear the forgiveness hat on your head, you forgive yourself and you can overcome all negative emotions!"

Qin Chuan's eyes lit up when he heard the words:

"So, if I'm corrupted by killing intent, have evil thoughts entering my body, or go mad, can it be solved?"

"Ding, this... is ok."

At this moment, the system seemed to be very restless—so angry! This grandson got stuck in Da Ge again!

On the other hand, Qin Chuan smiled openly. He looked at the three green hats that appeared out of nowhere in his mind, and suddenly felt that green was quite eye-catching.

Green, eye protection!

……

In a flash, half a year has passed.

Qin Chuan and his son live in seclusion in a city in Lieyang Region, and they have a special taste in hiding in the city.

The father and son bought a garden.

Qin Zi has been retreating, consolidating the realm of the emperor, and trying to digest the mother spirit of all things in his body.

And Qin Chuan.

On the other hand, he often goes out for romance, and the boats in the Songhuai River near the city are all places he frequents.

He is personable and has a refined temperament.

Not only is he good at reciting poems, but he also spends a lot of money, winning the favor and admiration of many singers and boat girls.

Even, there are many girls from good families and beautiful young women in the city, who often pass by the river and sneak a few glances along the embankment...

Of course, this is destined to be the man they can't get.

As the saying goes, asking how much sorrow you can have is like a stream of spring water flowing eastward...I don't know where it comes from, but the fishing net is deep.

"It's wonderful, Mr. Qin's Ode to the Eastern Land really has a lofty artistic conception, it makes me feel as if I have seen an indomitable big man, standing in the sky and earth, looking down on the eternity, unparalleled in the world, hard to lose!"

"But when he looked back, his eyes were full of vicissitudes. The people and things in the past have long been changed... Woohoo, my body is wet again."

A good-looking singer said sentimentally.

"Wipe it."

Qin Chuan handed over a handkerchief.

"Well, my lord, can you... turn around, my lord looks at me like this, I feel a little... sorry."

The singing girl lowered her head, her pretty face blushing.

"It's okay, I'll watch you wipe."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Then... well."

The singing girl nodded shyly, and then began to wipe her tears with a silky handkerchief, making her look even more shy.

"Brother Qin, here I come again!"

At this time, a white-haired old man appeared beside the embankment, holding a chessboard in both hands, his face full of vigor and vigor.

"After three days and three nights of thinking, I finally came up with the solution to your problem. This time I will win!"

He laughed three times, then jumped up, touched the water a few times on the river, and flew onto the boat.

This move caused the people around to look slightly sideways.

Of course, that's all.

In this small city, there are not a few people who can fly, and there are even a few holy people in the city.

Of course, in the main continent, most cities are relatively harmonious, and even the biggest forces in the city dare not be too presumptuous, because maybe a passer-by casually is a hidden strong man!

And this time.

Qin Chuan has long been recognized by everyone in the city as a reclusive superpower. After all...his temperament is too extraordinary!

How can ordinary people be so handsome?

That tall and perfect figure, that handsome and flawless face, that detached temperament, that star-like starry eyes...everything is admirable and deeply awe-inspiring.

Everyone knows that this is a remarkable existence, but everyone is tacit and never mentions it.

They dare not have any extravagant hopes, nor do they dare to expect to be favored by this important person, and they dare not even come here to cheat their favor, because they believe that no matter what they think, they will be seen through at a glance.

They just hope that they can get along with this great man for a period of time in the way that a gentleman's friendship is as light as water.

Maybe they won't get any benefits from getting along like this, but it can be used as a lifetime memory, a lifetime of beauty, and even many years later, they can tell their children and grandchildren...

"Brother Qin, I'm sure I can beat you this time. When the time comes, don't deny the bet we made."

The white-haired old man said excitedly.

"Naturally, but I don't think you can win."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"This..."

A trace of worry flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man, then he took a deep breath and said with a forced smile: "There is still hope!"

Qin Chuan smiled without saying a word.

Is there hope?

Emperor Wu's calculation power is so powerful, from the growth of all things to the movement of stars, the laws of heaven and earth, everything is calculated.

How can an Emperor of Eight Tribulations win?

"It's started!"

The white-haired old man took a deep breath, quickly placed the chessboard, and said, "Last time when we played here, one of your chess pieces blocked my escape route, killed me completely, and almost drove me to a dead end."

"For the past three days, I have been thinking hard day and night, and found that no matter where I make a move, it is a dead end."

"But this morning, my granddaughter accidentally knocked off the chess piece in my hand, and it just landed in one place!"

"I saw that it was a dead end here, but after a closer look, it looks like a dead end here, but it contains vitality, and it can even turn defeat into victory! Lose yourself six thousand, and you can kill ten thousand enemies!"

"Look!!"

The next moment, the old man picked up a white chess piece and held it up high, and the chess piece started to glow.

"Heaven and Earth Great Harmony!!!"

With a loud roar, the old man slammed the white piece onto the chessboard. Immediately, the chessboard burst into light.

Not only that, a huge force spread out, causing the boat to sink two feet suddenly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In the river on both sides of the painting boat, there was a violent explosion, and water splashes exploded tens of meters, creating a spectacular scene.

"Ah! What's going on!"

"What a big wave!"

"Girl, come down!"

"Ah, stuck!"

"Young master, get out!"

"No, I'm sucked!"

On the hundred-foot-wide Songhuai River, huge waves were set off, and many painted boats were tossed to and fro, as if they were about to be overturned by the big waves.

Immediately, chickens fly and ducks jump.

The king of the world is so terrifying!

"Heaven and earth Datong? The name is not bad."

Qin Chuan didn't change his face, he didn't even look at the chessboard, he seemed to know where he would play, and smiled:

"You are indeed very lucky to find a way out. Of course, it can also be said to be extremely poor."

"This seems to be a way of life, but it is actually a way of death. The last ray of life has been overdrawn, and the next thing is to die!"

Qin Chuan slowly lifted a sunspot, without any fumes, and gently pressed it on the chessboard.

"Boom!"

There was a soft sound, very subtle.

But it seems like the first spring thunder between heaven and earth, heralding the opening of the world, the gods and men beating drums, and the evil spirits will recede!

"Wow——"

Without any warning, the turbulent river calmed down in an instant, and someone mirrored it.

"This!!!"

The white-haired old man's eyes widened, staring at the chessboard, and even a lot of bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes.

"A dead end, a dead end, a dead end again...it's all a dead end, it's over, it's over, it's over..."

He growled in a low voice, his voice gradually lowered, and then he seemed to be drained of all his strength, and sat down on the deck of the painting boat.

Looking at the desperate old man, Qin Chuan sighed, then slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.

"Boom!"

Above the sky, the situation suddenly changed, and powerful breaths spread out unscrupulously.

Dark clouds are overwhelming the city!

And within the black clouds, thunder and lightning shone, illuminating a series of cold and tall figures, majestic and indifferent.

More than a dozen emperors.

There are even several quasi-emperors!

"Yu Jingzhi~IndoMTL.com~ Let's see where you can hide this time?!"

The headed burly man stood in the center of the black cloud, which revolved around him, and the power of thunder and lightning shone outside his body, like a god!

The white-haired old man was pale.

He raised his head, with a look of grief and indignation on his face: "It's born from the same root, why is it too urgent to fight each other, do you have to push each other hard?!

"Hmph, your granddaughter has taken away something that should belong to the young master, so naturally she should spit it out!"

The burly man snorted coldly.

"But that thing has been absorbed by her!"

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth and said.

The burly man was not surprised, and said indifferently:

"We know that it has been absorbed by her, so we need to take her back, draw blood and dig out the marrow, and how much can be smelted."

"You are too vicious! Late Qing is also the blood of the Yu family, why can't you help her!"

The white-haired old man roared with red eyes.

"Hmph! After so many years of development in my Yu family, there is only one young master who is expected to compete for the **** son of the Tunri Emperor Palace. Your granddaughter is so bold that she even snatches food from the young master's mouth. Where is the family's interests?! "

The burly man snapped.

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