Xu Xiao returned to the Beiliang Palace and went to Tingchao Pavilion.

Li Yishan, a miraculous scholar who had already passed away from the world, was now facing a game of chess and concentrating on his mind.

The withered old man picked up a white chess and fell heavily, his face full of confidence, and he smiled with a smile:

"The overall situation has been decided, General, you lost again."

Xu Xiao bent down and looked at the chessboard, suddenly made a move to disturb it all, and laughed:

"I didn't lose, you didn't win either!"

The chessboard was disrupted, but Wushuang's men were used to it and were not annoyed at all.

He took off the wine gourd around his waist, took a sip, wiped away the wine stains on his beard, and said:

"This kid is becoming more and more bizarre in playing chess. I am a little confused about what his intention is to make this move."

Xu Xiao said proudly: "This is called "Grand from the blue and better than the blue!"

After pausing for a moment, he couldn't help but speak:

"You said, what is his intention to assassinate the Empress? Or Tuoba Bodhisattva? These two are not easy to kill!"

After the words fell, the withered old man said in front of his eyes:

"Build a plank road openly and travel to Chencang secretly!

Good boy, even I lied to it!"
Chapter completed!