Yu Chimu and Xiahou Mo put down the dice cup in their hands at the same time, and Chi Xiaoman, Lin Ruo and Wen Yuhang also gathered around the table at the same time.

"Let's go. "What is mourning is greater than heart death, is the portrayal of Chi Xiaoman at this moment. Although she told Yu Chimu before, Xiahou Mo's dice would definitely be stacked together, and there was only one point at the top, and her response from Yu Chimu seemed to let her not worry, but after watching Yu Chimu's movements, she was just shaking the dice cup casually, that kind of Cheng dù even she could, she couldn't shake the dice together, and naturally she didn't believe that Yu Chimu could do it by shaking it like that.

She couldn't say anything unfair, it was them, Wei Chimu didn't have any objections, what could she say? Besides, if it was a martial arts competition, would it be fair? There is also a distinction between high and low martial arts and strong internal strength.

There is no such thing as absolute fairness in this world.

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, there are still two more games to lose in this game, it doesn't matter, but what if the other two games are still a gamble like this?

Xiahou Mo Junrong smiled sincerely for the first time in the past two days, he opened the dice cup, and as Chi Xiaoman expected, six dice were stacked into a vertical, and there was only one point on the top.

"A little. Please ask the emperor to open the cup. "There's nothing smaller than a point, and he's invincible in this game.

Yu Chimu still looked calm, and opened the dice cup very casually.

A little! a little!

Chi Xiao looked sideways at Yu Chimu, "You won't say it sooner!" She was a little angry, it really made her worry in vain, but she was more happy in her heart.

"Didn't it reassure you?" Wei Chimu smiled and pinched her cheek.

Xiahou Mo looked at the intimate and natural behavior of the two of them, lowered his eyes, and said in a light voice: "This is a draw, please ask the emperor to draw another lot." ”

The shopkeeper who came like a cloud took the sticker and presented it to Yu Chimu. Wei Chimu neither took nor chosen, but took out a lot and threw it to Xiahou Mo with that casual and careless attitude.

"The game. Xiahou Mo read out the signature and nodded to the shopkeeper at the same time.

Soon, the shopkeeper brought a chess deck.

It's Go!

Chi Xiaoman recognized it as Go, but she was a complete layman to Go.

Go is a strategic chess class, and there are almost no royal disciples who can't, of course Yu Chimu can, but she is not proficient, Chi Xiaoman doesn't know, because she can't, she has never played Go with him, and she has never seen him play Go with others.

After the two sat down, the shopkeeper put the chessboard on the table. Xiahou Mo asked Yu Chimu to choose a son and play chess first, but Yu Chimu was not humble, so he chose a sunspot, and one son fell.

Chi Xiaoman wasn't too nervous this time, probably because her mentality had calmed down, and the ups and downs of her mood in the first game made her look at winning or losing very lightly now.

Anyway, they are better than theirs, Wei Chi Muruo lost and had to give up her, it would be good if she didn't give up on him, could Xiahou Mo still be able to force her to stay?

After watching it for a while, even though he was a layman, he also felt that both of them were masters, and Wen Yuhang, Lin Ruo, and the shopkeeper, who knew Go on the side, were already wonderful.

"Hey, who do you think will win?" It had been half an hour, and the more Chi Xiaoman looked at it, the more confused he became, and he pulled Wen Yuhang's sleeve and asked in a low voice. She always felt that the two were comparable, so shouldn't they have to draw again?

Wen Yuhang stared at the chessboard, thoughtful. After a long time, he said slowly: "It's hard to say...... The layout of the Xiahou landlord looks a little familiar, and it seems that he wants to lead this chess game to the Zhenlong chess game. (To be continued......)