"Zuo Feng?" Mo Fuluo read the name softly, and his eyes flashed as he looked ahead. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What, acquaintance?"

"I just think the name is quite special." Mo Fuluo withdrew his gaze as he spoke, turned to look at Li Youge, and asked, "Gambling chess?" ”

"Hmm." Li Youge raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly at Mo Fuluo, and said, "Come with me in a while, and take you to drink when you win the money." ”

Mo Fuluo pursed his lips in disgust and stopped looking at Li Youge.

Li Youge's laughter came even louder.

The fat man who was gambling at the door shouted loudly again, and Zuo Feng, the young man sitting in front of Qiong Lou, opened his eyes slowly.

"Next, the gambling game between Mr. Wang and this little boy Zuo will begin, and the game will begin."

"Let's take a look." Li Youge flicked his sleeves and entered the crowd again.

There are about 100 people who participate in the gambling, but only three people can buy Zuo Feng and lose, including Li Youge.

Mo Fuluo squeezed into the crowd on the other side, looking at the two people who were surrounded in the center of the game, whether they were old or young, they were all indifferent and simple.

Surrounded by 100 people, he can still play so safely, and the skills and moods of the two are not comparable to ordinary people.

Especially the young man named Zuo Feng, who was born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and there was not a trace of dust in his eyes, except for the black and white son and the jade chessboard.

Although Mo Fuluo had studied chess for a while before entering the sect, he was not proficient in it. At this moment, standing on the side and watching the two of them fall, they can only barely understand one or two. However, as the chess game between the two deepened, the initial indifference began to gradually become disordered. Mo Fuluo was very sensitive to the change of breath, so much so that she noticed the old man's hesitation for the first time. The sweat on the old man's forehead also showed that he was gradually in a predicament.

Zuo Fengying, who was bought by most of the people in the audience, looked at the old man who was gradually at a disadvantage, and many people's faces couldn't help but show joy.

Mo Fuluo couldn't help but think of Li Youge, she glanced at the crowd and found him.

Li Youge's eyes stared motionlessly at the chessboard where the two were playing, his eyes were gloomy and his expression was so heavy that he didn't even notice that the person next to him pushed him, and only focused on the chess game.

It seems that the wine he said will not be drunk.

The smile in Mo Fuluo's eyes passed, and he turned his gaze to the two people who were playing again.

But at this moment, Mo Fuluo realized that in a short period of time, this chess game had changed again.

The old man surnamed Wang was full of red light and joy at this moment, and he was already winning in a few places.

Looking at Zuo Feng again, he still looked indifferent, and the speed of the fall did not decrease at all, but it seemed that he could no longer win the game. The faint eyes that could only accommodate chess pieces and chessboards flashed a little darkness.

Zuo Feng eventually lost.

As soon as this game was over, most of the spectators present who bought him to win were furious, and some even wanted to step forward to pull Zuo Feng, but they were all stopped by the little guy sent by Qionglou.

"I wish to lose the bet, this game is over, everyone is scattered!"

The fat man who organized the gambling shouted, and the crowd began to disperse.

Li Youge walked up to Mo Fuluo with the winning silver and asked, "What kind of wine do you want to drink?" ”

Mo Fuluo kept staring at Zuo Feng's every move, seeing that his eyes were always looking at the chessboard stupidly, after a while, everyone was gone, and he slowly stood up and turned to leave.

"How can you lose?" Although Mo Fuluo didn't know chess, he still felt that Zuo Feng shouldn't lose.

"Want to know? Follow up and take a look. Li Youge looked at the back of the young man who was gradually walking away, and said softly.

Zuo Feng walked out of the front of Qiong Lou not far and turned into a small road, the population gradually thinned out, and at the end of the path was standing a bloated man.

"Where's my share?" Zuo Feng said to the man.

The man turned around when he heard the sound, and it turned out to be the fat man who had just opened a gambling game at the door of Qiong Lou.

"Give!" The fat man took a few clicks in his purse, took out a few pieces of broken silver, and threw them over.

"Where's the silver ticket?" Zuo Feng asked with an eyebrow.

"It's good to give you these, you still want a silver ticket?" The fat man's face shook several times with the flesh piled up.

"Bring the silver ticket!" Zuo Feng raised his voice.

"Lao Tzu, I don't think you want to live anymore!" The fat man showed a fierce face, reached out and grabbed Zuo Feng's collar, and pushed him against the wall.

"Give me the silver ticket!" Zuo Feng's eyes were red and he roared, and as he spoke, he threw himself at the fat man.

Seeing that the two figures, one fat and one thin, were entangled, Li Youge finally stopped watching the play anymore, and ordered Mo Fuluo: "Save people." ”

"Which one?" Mo Fuluo's tone was still cold.

Li Youge couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and his eyes rolled with hatred, "Zuo Feng." ”

In just an instant, Li Youge saw a green shadow flash in front of him, followed by a cry of pain.

"The silver ticket is left, and the person can roll." Mo Fuluo looked coldly at the fat man curled up on the ground, and said in a deep voice.

The fat man shuddered and took out a few silver tickets from his pocket, threw them on the ground, and ran out of the path.

"I just want the one I deserve." Zuo Feng looked at the silver ticket handed over, took one out of it and stuffed it into his arms.

"Tell me, why did you deliberately lose?" Li Youge walked to Zuo Feng's side and stopped, his gaze shooting fiercely at him.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Playing against that old man just now, you could have won, but you deliberately lost."

"I'm not as good as others."

"Really?" Li Youge exhaled lightly, looked at Zuo Feng's face that gradually turned a little pale, and slowly said: "A game of chess for half an hour, at the last moment, you conceded a total of three times. Do you still need me to say those three times one by one? ”

As Li Youge's words came out, Zuo Feng's entire face turned pale. In his eyes, which had been indifferently only reflecting the chess game, there was a panic that could not be concealed.

Mo Fuluo leaned against the wall on the other side, his hands half-clasped in front of his chest, watching the excitement.

"I need a silver ticket......" Zuo Feng finally couldn't resist Li Youge's momentum and was defeated.

"If the people in Qionglou know that you are betting fake chess, I am afraid that you will not want to step into it again in this life."

"I, I'm desperate too."

"Doing this kind of thing for money is the stupidest way to do it."

After all, Zuo Feng was still a young child, and he couldn't hold back his tears for a while.

"I know I'm wrong, please don't tell anyone about it!"

"It's not impossible...... Li Youge's sharp tone suddenly eased, he reached out and took out an envelope in his arms.

"Give this letter to your father and let him go to the appointment on time."

Zuo Feng's eyes flashed two different colors, and his eyes turned from begging to anger when he looked at Li Youge. After struggling for a while, he reluctantly reached out and took the envelope.

When Zuo Feng's hanging figure gradually walked out of sight, Mo Fuluo stood up straight, pulled the corners of his mouth at Li Youge, and said sarcastically: "Li Youge, I didn't expect you to even calculate a child." ”

"The king didn't count the child." Li Youge said faintly, and then threw Mo Fuluo a meaningful smile, "This king is obviously the father of the child. ”