Legend of Swordsman - #4824 - Chapter 4824

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Looking into the solitary boat, there is no chess on the side of a chess board and two Dao Pill green robes.

But Jian Wushuang not at all set off, but arched his hands, “Old Mister, many thanks, good intentions, but we are not on the same path, so we won’t bother.”

“It’s okay, although the end point is different, but we can move forward together during this time, and our two Old Guys haven’t spent time with outsiders.” The old man in the Danqing robe smiled, and then The pawn between fingers fell on the board.

In the face of this repeated invitation, Jian Wushuang was somewhat vigilant.

“There is a boat crossing, so I can save some energy to deal with what may happen next, isn’t it?”

Old Daoist no longer speaks after saying this sentence, but concentrates on playing chess with another Old Daoist.

Jian Wushuang, who was still vigilant, was relieved, and his figure fell into a lonely boat.

The affable Old Daoist is dedicated to killing the other on the board with another reserved Old Daoist, and can’t help chatting with Jian Wushuang and the others.

“Sir, it’s so beautiful here.” Xi Qing Chi was behind him, and the unable to bear exclaimed softly.

But Jian Wushuang not at all talked to her and came to the solitary boat from his figure, his eyes were all placed on the chessboard.

This is a strange game.

There is no one black dot on the entire board, and the two Old Daoist hands are all white dots.

Baizi killed each other, it’s been half the game.

He wonders, they are all white. How did the two Old Daoist recognize who was the enemy?

Are they the same as the Heaven Sealing Old Ancestor in the Divine Force universe?

Jian Wushuang played worse than Heaven Sealing Old Ancestor, but he never knew it, but he carefully observed the game.

Soon, he was shocked.

Because he can’t understand anything, the two sides have stopped, he can’t even tell the enemy…

But Jian Wushuang’s heart is clear, and the chess skills of these two Old Daoist are absolutely wild fox like him, and unlike Heaven Sealing Old Ancestor, after several Chaos Cycles, they only know that the eyes are blocked, they are not Mediocre, but true expert.

Although Jian Wushuang can’t tell the enemy of the two sides, he can see the offensive of the two Old Daoist.

The seemingly friendly Old Daoist chess is as fierce as a top, and he likes to besiege and eat.

And the old Daoist who has not spoken from beginning to end, but the chess is warm, not anxious, slowly drawing.

Also, this game is only over half. When the reserved Old Daoist stopped, the sympathetic Old Daoist was immediately annoyed.

“Should not be, how could it be lost?”

At this time, looking at a fresh wash pool, it is still impossible to bear opened the mouth and said, “It’s really strange, the chess should be one black one white, how can you tell with the same chess piece? What about?”

Old Daoist hearing this, the originally annoyed expression also soothed, turned around and looked towards the cleansing pond, “You female doll is also interesting, the temperament is sincere and sincere, and it is a good seedling for cultivation.”

“I have no black and white chess pieces, only one color, that’s because I’m waiting for a destined person to take a black spot.”

Xi Qingchi pursed her mouth with a smile, “Don’t you play chess with you, you still have to prepare your own pieces.”

The amiable Old Daoist smiled and took the head, no longer talking, but turned around and shuffled the full set of chess pieces, “Quickly, another game, another game.”

The other Old Daoist who hasn’t spoken, has finally spoken, “Are you here? You have nothing to press me, you know?”

“Let’s come, this game may not be who wins or loses, hurry up.” Old Daoist kindly put on a posture and started a new round of battle.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, staring at the new round of chess.

But soon, a similar situation was staged again, and the fierce and kind old man who held the murderous son was defeated again.

“Shouldn’t be, why did I lose again.” He scratched his head, looking worried.

Cold noodles Old Daoist’s cheeks appear on his face, “old bastard, you lost again, say what are you going to mortgage to me?”

The amiable Old Daoist looked down, stretched his hands to touch him, and soon looked for Jian Wushuang, “You can lend me something, mortgage to the old bastard, then Old Daoist. It will be repaid twice.”

“…”

Jian Wushuang opened his mouth and finally said, “What?”

“Anything is fine, make a good connection.” Old Daoist kindly looked at him.

Since it was just about anything, Jian Wushuang thought about it for a moment, and then took out the one-pure Dan Pill from Najie.

“Trouble please ask your friends to reach out and rub Danmaru for one or two.” Old Daoist kindly smiled.

Although weird, Jian Wushuang did the same, and then handed him the pill that had been rubbed by hand.

A kindly Old Daoist, hurled Na Dan Maru to cold noodle Old Daoist, “Quick fuck.”

The cold noodle Old Daoist catches Dan Maru into his arms and gets up to give up his seat.

“Xiaoyou, how about let’s kill a game while there is still some time?” The amiable Old Daoist also got up and gestured to him.

Jian Wushuang standing aside with his arms folded was a little stunned.

This kind of invitation is a public punishment for a stinky chess basket that he can easily defeat even Heaven Sealing Old Ancestor.

“Well, that one is not good at playing chess, but he still doesn’t step forward to show his ugliness.”

The amiable Old Daoist smiled and said, “It’s okay, the worst is just to block the eyes. Old Daoist can take the next two.”

Under these invitations, Jian Wushuang is not easy to resign, only brace oneself to take the seat.

“Xiaoyou, although this piece has only one color, but it has its own changes, only the player in charge can see it.” He smiled and pointed at the piece in the chessboard.

Suddenly spit out a cloudiness, Jian Wushuang pressed his finger into the chessboard, ingested a white piece, and then fell on the star position.

There is no change in Baizi, pure white as jade.

The amiable Old Daoist’s eyes kept watching the settled chess piece tightly, but there was no change, and there was a touch of loneliness and disappointment deep in the eyes.

But soon he returned to normal, and his son and Jian Wushuang fought together.

And this game, which can be predicted before the end, naturally ends a moment later with the defeat of Jian Wushuang.

A pill, although it is Supreme Treasure, but for Jian Wushuang, it is no different from ordinary things. It is really what he can’t be considered, so he does not intend to take it back one day.