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Chapter 1165: Swallow mountains and rivers

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Baisheng Academy.

"You Ningmu Pavilion disciples are more ruthless to your own people?"

"How cruel?"

Tang Xianxu lowered his head and seemed to have no interest in continuing.

"Which one died?"

Tang Xianxu said angrily, raised his head and glanced: "What's the matter?"

There are several vice-presidents in the academy who are important officials in the imperial court under Bai Shengjun. Basically, they do not come to the academy often. Only Tang Xianxu, known as the first vice president of Baisheng Academy, was always there, presiding over all affairs.

An Zheng: "I'm not as good as senior brother."

He raised his left hand, and a large water ball rose up from the lake on the left and turned white.

"This time the beating was more severe."

"This flattery is not clever. The Vice-President said that I am not suitable for joining the Police Department, and you are born to be a member of the Police Department. It seems to be really reasonable."

Fang Tanzhi had already left and went to Qinguan to fight against the Nine Saints Sect.

But the next second, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly moved.

He raised his right hand, and many huge water masses rose from the lake on the right and turned black.

Therefore, the death of a disciple in Ningmu Pavilion could only be explained to Senior Brother An Caichen by coming over and explaining to Tang Xianxu, the vice-president of the academy. What An Caichen was most afraid of seeing was the vice president. Everyone knew that he had a weird temper. Besides, the dead Lou Twelve was handed over to Fang Tanzhi under the guidance of the vice-dean.

"This time it's a little more harsh."

Tang Xianxu liked reading, and he read all kinds of books regardless of food taboos. He doesn't like reading, and there are books everywhere in the study. On the floor, on the table, even on the bed.

"Let's go back."

When two people use a lake as a chessboard and water as a chess piece, there will be a storm.

While An Caichen was waiting outside, Tang Xianxu was having a bowel movement.

"Eldest brother, why do you care about this?"

"An Zheng."

He often forgets things because he can see half-read books in his room wherever he goes. He can't help but pick them up and continue reading. After reading them, he doesn't know where to leave them.

He became angry and simply threw the books in his hands into the pit, pulled the rope, and the hanging bucket rushed into the water, washing away the books and the stool together.

"Lou Twelve has murderous intent and hatred in his eyes. He must be an unqualified spy. He is either from the Nine Saints Sect or from the Immortal Master's Mansion. He was sent here only because he is related to the Police Department."

Tang Xianxu was extremely shocked: "It's only been two days, but I was able to play chess with An Caichen in the lake... I finally understand why your Majesty didn't kill you and kept you."

While An Caichen was waiting outside, Tang Xianxu was having a bowel movement.

An Zheng laughed: "Lou Twelve deserves to die. The Vice-President must still be a little annoyed. Why isn't he dead yet? And the Sir must have deliberately made the Vice-President angry, so he did nothing for so long. Or maybe , I recklessly went to the person behind Building Twelve and killed him before he could even dig him out."

"He didn't come to say goodbye to me either. It wouldn't be a pity if he died there."

Ning Xiaolou stood in the clouds and watched, frowning slightly.

An Caichen sighed: "I'm really not as good as you."

There are also books in the toilet, and he is holding one in his hand. Holding a book while going to the toilet to defecate is often more attentive when reading other times. Maybe others would think that the book read by the dean of Baisheng Academy must be obscure and difficult to understand, but in fact, what he read was a very popular novel, which was nothing more than about the beauty of men and their love.

"Damn it, the people in the back died before they were dug out. I thought they were dying slowly just now, but now I feel they are dying quickly."

Hearing Tang Xianxu's question behind him, An Caichen quickly stopped and turned around: "Disciple is stupid."

Then he remembered that there was someone waiting outside, straightened his clothes and walked out.

"Oh...it's an internal matter, you can just handle it internally."

Winning is not about chess skills, but about people. Qi and clouds are in the sky, and everything depends on man-made things.

"Damn, this loser, the girl has already taken the initiative to express love, but he is still hesitating!"

In Weiran Palace, far away from the academy, Ning Xiaolou, who was reviewing memorials, suddenly disappeared. The pen was still hovering in mid-air, as if an invisible hand was still holding the pen.

An Caichen made a gesture of invitation.

"how do you know!"

But the next second, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly moved.

You can tell people by watching chess. An Caichen is a calm and reserved character. Every move is good, every move is expected but there are no flaws. An Zheng, on the other hand, has a fierce and fierce temperament. He has no defense, only offense, and keeps attacking, moving forward inexorably.

Then he remembered that there was someone waiting outside, straightened his clothes and walked out.

When two people use a lake as a chessboard and water as a chess piece, there will be a storm.

When Tang Xianxu saw this, he tore up the book angrily and wiped out the last few pages. Only then did he realize that several pages were missing from the back. Suddenly I realized that the last time I saw this, I was so angry that I tore up the book and wiped my butt. Today, I got angry again.

"how do you know?"

An Caichen came in cautiously, then leaned down and bowed: "Student An Caichen has met the dean."

"You first."

By the Weiyang Lake, An Zheng was sitting cross-legged on the trestle. There were countless water drops dancing on the surface of the lake. The scene was extremely shocking. An Zheng moved his left hand, and the water beads on the lake on the left jumped up. When he lowered his left hand, the water beads floated one foot high on the lake. Swing your right hand, and the water drops on the lake on the right will jump. The constant movements of his hands made the water drops on both sides rise and fall, which was very rhythmic.

"Which one died?"

"Oh...it's an internal matter, you can just handle it internally."

He became angry and simply threw the books in his hands into the pit, pulled the rope, and the hanging bucket rushed into the water, washing away the books and the stool together.

Hearing Tang Xianxu's question behind him, An Caichen quickly stopped and turned around: "Disciple is stupid."

An Caichen was even more surprised this time, and his mouth opened involuntarily.

He raised his right hand, and many huge water masses rose from the lake on the right and turned black.

"Oh, no wonder Fang Tanzhi said that An Zheng was born to be a member of the Police Department."

Tang Xianxu waved his hand to indicate that he could go, and his mood seemed to be getting better. An academy disciple died inexplicably. This was a very vicious incident, but he actually turned a blind eye.

But the next second, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly moved.

Then he remembered that there was someone waiting outside, straightened his clothes and walked out.

An Caichen walked out with his forehead wet, wondering if the Vice-President had just been drunk? I thought that I had sensed that the Vice-Chancellor was in the toilet, so it should be impossible for him to be drunk.

An Caichen shook his head: "You've only been here two days. You know, but I don't."

"This time the beating was more severe."

An Zheng said: "I'm not very good at playing chess, but I just want to accompany my senior brother."

In Weiran Palace, far away from the academy, Ning Xiaolou, who was reviewing memorials, suddenly disappeared. The pen was still hovering in mid-air, as if an invisible hand was still holding the pen.

"come in."

An Caichen didn't know how to answer the call.

"No, this time it was two junior brothers who started fighting."

Ning Xiaolou stood in the clouds and watched, frowning slightly.

When An Zheng makes a move, An Caichen follows up.

He raised his right hand, and many huge water masses rose from the lake on the right and turned black.

An Caichen was even more surprised this time, and his mouth opened involuntarily.

Tang Xianxu sat down on the chair and his attitude immediately became serious, but what he was thinking about was still the bloody plot in the book he just read. A rich girl fell in love with a poor scholar and left her family and career to follow him, and she also gave him a lot of financial support. As a result, the scholar refused to marry him after taking advantage of his innocence, saying that it would be better if the matchmaker was marrying him, and asked the rich girl to go home and wait for him to become famous.

So he went to ask An Zheng.

"Because the person who came to me was Senior Brother, not someone sent by the Vice-Dean. Lou Twelve was brought to Ningmu Pavilion by the Vice-Dean himself, but I killed him. Vice-Dean Your Excellency didn’t send someone to arrest me right away, so there is only one possibility... The Vice-President sent me to Ningmu Pavilion on purpose and knew that Lou Twelve would die.”

Swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

He raised his left hand, and a large water ball rose up from the lake on the left and turned white.

"One died..."

An Caichen shook his head: "You've only been here two days. You know, but I don't."

"Oh, no wonder Fang Tanzhi said that An Zheng was born to be a member of the Police Department."

Tang Xianxu was so angry that his liver hurt.

"You first."

An Caichen came in cautiously, then leaned down and bowed: "Student An Caichen has met the dean."

Swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

"You Ningmu Pavilion disciples are more ruthless to your own people?"

"Oh... just died?"

He raised his right hand, and many huge water masses rose from the lake on the right and turned black.

"Associate!"

Fang Tanzhi had already left and went to Qinguan to fight against the Nine Saints Sect.

"Eldest brother, why do you care about this?"

"come in."

Tang Xianxu liked reading, and he read all kinds of books regardless of food taboos. He doesn't like reading, and there are books everywhere in the study. On the floor, on the table, even on the bed.

Tang Xianxu said angrily, raised his head and glanced: "What's the matter?"

"Oh... just died?"

Baisheng Academy.

An Caichen came in cautiously, then leaned down and bowed: "Student An Caichen has met the dean."

"Uh... something happened in Ningmu Pavilion."

"Damn it, the people in the back died before they were dug out. I thought they were dying slowly just now, but now I feel they are dying quickly."

An Caichen sighed: "I'm really not as good as you."

"When will something happen to Ningmu Pavilion? Which of your junior brothers and sisters beat up Mr. Mr.'s disciple?"

An Zheng: "I'm not as good as senior brother."

Baisheng Academy.

"Oh...it's an internal matter, you can just handle it internally."

"Fang Tanzhi is gone?"

An Caichen felt himself shaken and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He didn't have much contact with the First Vice-Dean, after all, he was just a disciple. He had long heard that Tang Xianxu was a weird person who was difficult to get in touch with, but now he realized that he was more than just weird, he was simply a pervert...

"No, this time it was two junior brothers who started fighting."

"When will something happen to Ningmu Pavilion? Which of your junior brothers and sisters beat up Mr. Mr.'s disciple?"

"Oh... just died?"

"Senior Brother, your brows are furrowed, is it because of the Vice-President?"

"If someone dies, you will eventually tell the deputy director."

"One died..."

Winning is not about chess skills, but about people. Qi and clouds are in the sky, and everything depends on man-made things.

"Oh...it's an internal matter, you can just handle it internally."

An Caichen sighed: "I'm really not as good as you."

"Damn it, the people in the back died before they were dug out. I thought they were dying slowly just now, but now I feel they are dying quickly."

"This time the beating was more severe."

"Oh... just died?"

Winning is not about chess skills, but about people. Qi and clouds are in the sky, and everything depends on man-made things.

Academy, Tingfeng Tower.

When An Zheng makes a move, An Caichen follows up.

He became angry and simply threw the books in his hands into the pit, pulled the rope, and the hanging bucket rushed into the water, washing away the books and the stool together.

"Fang Tanzhi is gone?"

With a bang, the brush in Tang Xianxu's hand fell on the table. He felt that he had lost his temper. He was annoyed because of reading, and now he was even more annoyed. Then he suddenly thought of something, and his mood gradually calmed down.

"You Ningmu Pavilion disciples are more ruthless to your own people?"

"Which one died?"

An Caichen was even more confused. He found that he was really a stupid person. He was curious, but he didn't want to go back and ask Tang Xianxu. Since the vice-dean didn't want to say it, asking would be in vain, and it would make him look even more stupid.

"You haven't figured it out yet?"

Swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

He often forgets things because he can see half-read books in his room wherever he goes. He can't help but pick them up and continue reading. After reading them, he doesn't know where to leave them.

"This time it's a little more harsh."

When An Zheng makes a move, An Caichen follows up.

"What makes me inferior to senior brother is precisely that senior brother doesn't think about it. He doesn't want to do anything else and is focused on cultivation. Senior brother will definitely have higher achievements than me in the future."

An Caichen shook his head: "You've only been here two days. You know, but I don't."

Tang Xianxu was so angry that his liver hurt.

"How cruel?"

"Lou Twelve is the one you brought there yourself."

An Caichen hesitated for a while and then said: "Do you know about Sir's other identity?"

Ning Xiaolou stood in the clouds and watched, frowning slightly.

"Oh... just died?"

An Caichen was even more surprised this time, and his mouth opened involuntarily.

"You Ningmu Pavilion disciples are more ruthless to your own people?"

"One died..."

"Eldest brother, why do you care about this?"

An Caichen came in cautiously, then leaned down and bowed: "Student An Caichen has met the dean."

"Oh... just died?"

"Let's go back."

Tang Xianxu lowered his head and seemed to have no interest in continuing.

"One died..."

"Which one died?"

"Fang Tanzhi is gone?"

An Zheng stood up and all the water drops fell back into the lake.

But the next second, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly moved.

"Lou Twelve is the one you brought there yourself."

"He didn't come to say goodbye to me either. It wouldn't be a pity if he died there."

"Disciple does not."

Tang Xianxu, who had just climbed onto the tallest building in the academy, suddenly changed his expression slightly, and then walked to the window and looked out. As far as the eye can see, on Weiyang Lake, two people are coming and going, sometimes moving very quickly, sometimes pondering for a long time.

"Oh... just died?"

"This time it's a little more harsh."

But the next second, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly moved.

"how do you know?"

Then he remembered that there was someone waiting outside, straightened his clothes and walked out.

"how do you know!"

"If someone dies, you will eventually tell the deputy director."

When two people use a lake as a chessboard and water as a chess piece, there will be a storm.

So he went to ask An Zheng.

"Oh, no wonder Fang Tanzhi said that An Zheng was born to be a member of the Police Department."

In Weiran Palace, far away from the academy, Ning Xiaolou, who was reviewing memorials, suddenly disappeared. The pen was still hovering in mid-air, as if an invisible hand was still holding the pen.

"When will something happen to Ningmu Pavilion? Which of your junior brothers and sisters beat up Mr. Mr.'s disciple?"

"Have you ever thought about why I had to hand over Lou Twelve to Fang Tanzhi when I brought him into the academy?"

An Zheng stood up and all the water drops fell back into the lake.

"Fang Tanzhi is gone?"

"Probably someone from the Police Department."

One family is holding firm and making progress step by step, while the other family is fiercely attacking the poison | the dragon emerges from the water. Every move made by the two people could change the weather. Soon, gas clouds appeared in the sky above Yancheng. After gathering, they spun and fell from the mid-air. They were tornadoes and fell into the lake to absorb water for the dragons.

Tang Xianxu liked reading, and he read all kinds of books regardless of food taboos. He doesn't like reading, and there are books everywhere in the study. On the floor, on the table, even on the bed.

In Weiran Palace, far away from the academy, Ning Xiaolou, who was reviewing memorials, suddenly disappeared. The pen was still hovering in mid-air, as if an invisible hand was still holding the pen.

Hearing Tang Xianxu's question behind him, An Caichen quickly stopped and turned around: "Disciple is stupid."

"Sir, he left earlier and went directly to Qinguan."

Academy, Tingfeng Tower.

An Caichen sat there, raised his hand, and the lake outlined nineteen vertical and horizontal paths. The entire lake became very calm, but the nineteen-lane chessboard looked as clear as if it had been drawn with a brush, straight, parallel, and criss-crossing.

An Caichen shook his head: "You've only been here two days. You know, but I don't."

"No wonder Fang Tanzhi said you are not suitable for the Police Department. Who killed Lou Twelve?"

An Caichen sighed: "I'm really not as good as you."

An Caichen came in cautiously, then leaned down and bowed: "Student An Caichen has met the dean."

"One died..."

"He didn't come to say goodbye to me either. It wouldn't be a pity if he died there."

"Fang Tanzhi is gone?"

"If someone dies, you will eventually tell the deputy director."

In mid-air, Ning Xiaolou stood on a cloud, looking down at the chess game on the lake.

Ning Xiaolou stood in the clouds and watched, frowning slightly.

"Oh... just died?"

An Caichen didn't know how to answer the call.

An Caichen was even more surprised this time, and his mouth opened involuntarily.

"Oh, no wonder Fang Tanzhi said that An Zheng was born to be a member of the Police Department."

"how do you know!"

"Have you ever thought about why I had to hand over Lou Twelve to Fang Tanzhi when I brought him into the academy?"

"It's only two days."

"Damn it, the people in the back died before they were dug out. I thought they were dying slowly just now, but now I feel they are dying quickly."

"An Zheng."

"Uh... something happened in Ningmu Pavilion."

"Senior Brother, your brows are furrowed, is it because of the Vice-President?"

Tang Xianxu asked, but An Caichen didn't understand or understand.

When two people use a lake as a chessboard and water as a chess piece, there will be a storm.

An Caichen hesitated for a while and then said: "Do you know about Sir's other identity?"

In Weiran Palace, far away from the academy, Ning Xiaolou, who was reviewing memorials, suddenly disappeared. The pen was still hovering in mid-air, as if an invisible hand was still holding the pen.

An Zheng: "I'm not as good as senior brother."

"Let's go back."

An Zheng said: "I'm not very good at playing chess, but I just want to accompany my senior brother."

He raised his right hand, and many huge water masses rose from the lake on the right and turned black.

An Caichen was even more surprised this time, and his mouth opened involuntarily.

The speed of the two people's movements became slower and slower, and the gas clouds gathering in the sky became thicker and thicker. Ning Xiaolou watched for a long time, and then determined that An Zheng could not win, because An Caichen was too stable and would eventually win with half his son.

Academy, Tingfeng Tower.

"how do you know!"

An Caichen was even more surprised this time, and his mouth opened involuntarily.

So he went to ask An Zheng.

"Senior Brother, your brows are furrowed, is it because of the Vice-President?"

"You first."

"Probably someone from the Police Department."

He raised his right hand, and many huge water masses rose from the lake on the right and turned black.

"Probably someone from the Police Department."

After thinking about it, I actually sensed that the Vice-President was in the toilet just now, which was quite boring.

Tang Xianxu was so angry that his liver hurt.

"You haven't figured it out yet?"

"Which one died?"

An Caichen hesitated for a while and then said: "Do you know about Sir's other identity?"

"You haven't figured it out yet?"

"Oh...it's an internal matter, you can just handle it internally."

An Caichen made a gesture of invitation.

"How cruel?"

"Damn it, the people in the back died before they were dug out. I thought they were dying slowly just now, but now I feel they are dying quickly."

"There are some things I shouldn't say, but I can't help myself."