Three of Swords: Rise and Fall in a Game of Chess

Tai Xuan Yue, Xiaoxiao is red; The flowers are falling, and the wind and snow reflect the wolf. The young man whistled and caught the west wind, rising vastly, walking on a silver saddle, with white feathers swinging into cloud sails. After following the ancient path, looking back, there is no return. The beautiful woman turned into a barren hill with a snap of her fingers, a green silk grave, and the word "desolate" also seemed to be like this. Looking blankly, it turned out to be Jiutianxi Zhongzhou. ? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.