As if he had seen something extremely terrifying, the white-faced scholar stared at the chessboard with his eyes wide open, his expression changed drastically, and his lips trembled. His face was extremely white, even his lips were white, his eyes were round, and his expression looked extremely frightening.

Xiangling's little face was worried, and she quietly hid behind Wei Qiao, lowered her little head, and pursed her small mouth.

Wei Qiao looked at the chessboard and said with a faint smile: "Brother Tai can be counted." ”

When the white-faced scholar heard this, he immediately bent down and moved his hands together, and hurriedly cleaned up the white child on the chessboard. When Shiroko finished counting, he stared at Kuroko again.

"There's still one more!" The white-faced scholar furrowed his brows, his expression flustered, and his eyes flashed rapidly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted affirmatively: "Impossible! With a wave of his hands, he picked up the sunspot as well.

But soon his face changed again.

Or one more!

The white-faced scholar's face was pale and terrifying, and his eyes flashed with disbelief. He had been watching Wei Qiao's movements clearly, and it was impossible to cheat. But this chess game he has deduced countless times, and many masters have also deduced it, and it is all a draw! He didn't believe that Wei Qiao smiled indifferently and broke the chess game he had arranged for many years!

"No, re-off!" The white-faced scholar breathed heavily, his face changed, and he suddenly whispered. Both hands hurriedly put the chess pieces on the table again.

The corners of Wei Qiao's mouth curled, and he smiled and said, "Brother Tai wants to regret it?" ”

The white-faced scholar's face changed slightly, his fingers stopped, his eyes flickered, his brows furrowed, he looked up at Wei Qiao and said solemnly: "Brother Wei, accompany me to the next game, this road guide can be used for three years." ”

- Brother Wei?

Wei Qiao's eyes flashed with a smile, and he nodded lightly and said, "Okay." ”

The white-faced scholar swallowed and foamed at the mouth with a stirring throat, set up the chess pieces, looked at them carefully, and slowly fell down with the white chess pieces in his hand. Then he immediately raised his head and stared at Wei Qiao's right hand with burning eyes, as if to prevent Wei Qiao from cheating.

Wei Qiao smiled faintly, and the sunspot in his hand fell down gently. When he was in junior high school, he participated in a Go tournament held in the city, and he knew that there were three ways to break the score.

The white-faced scholar immediately took the white chess piece and landed on the right side of Wei Qiao's chess piece, and then looked up at Wei Qiao's right hand again.

Wei Qiao did not fall to the left like last time, and the chess pieces 'snapped' and landed in the lower left corner, just guarding a worry-free corner.

The white-faced scholar was stunned, Wei Qiao's carefree corner was completely useless, was it a waste chess?

He looked up at Wei Qiao, saw that he was still smiling lightly, frowned, touched the chess pieces and continued to play according to the train of thought.

Wei Qiao was not in a hurry, and fell above the Sanssouci Horn, and after a few pieces, it seemed to pose as a big dragon.

The white-faced scholar looked up at Wei Qiao again, his brows moved, and he interrupted Wei Qiao's steps.

The corners of Wei Qiao's mouth curled slightly, and suddenly the chess pieces landed in the lower right corner.

The white-faced scholar was stunned again, looking at the chess game, there was not much change, and he was still entangled in the outcome of the battle.

He hesitated and looked up at Wei Qiao again, and Bai Zi landed in the lower right corner of Wei Qiao, breaking Wei Qiao's carefree corner that had not yet been formed.

The smile on the corner of Wei Qiao's mouth became thicker, and the chess pieces continued to fall in the lower right corner.

The white-faced scholar held the white chess in his hand, staring at the chessboard with a frown, he couldn't understand what Wei Qiao wanted at all. The whole chessboard is still within the controllable range, Wei Qiao has played more than a dozen waste chess in a row, if it weren't for Wei Qiao winning a game inexplicably just now, he would have doubted whether Wei Qiao knew how to play chess.

The white-faced scholar bowed his head and groaned, and for a long time, the chess pieces hesitated and followed Wei Qiao's steps.

No matter what Wei Qiao plans to do, let's test it first.

'Smack', Wei Qiao's right hand landed in the center with a black chess piece like lightning.

The white-faced scholar always frowned, and looked at Wei Qiao's last dozen or so steps, but he didn't find any strange and unclear at all, and it was as plain as the steps of an apprentice who had just started, and he could see through it at a childish glance.

He couldn't help but look up at Wei Qiao again, looking at his unchanged indifferent look, a wave of boredom and anxiety suddenly surged in his heart. His throat moved, he frowned again, and looked down at the chessboard.

After thinking about it for a long time, his chess pieces still followed Wei Qiao and landed in the center. The original confidence was wiped out head-on by Wei Qiao, and now he has become cautious and trembling.

Wei Qiao's next few chess pieces all fell in the center, which made the frightened white-faced scholar's face relaxed, and he guessed that Wei Qiao's plan was destroyed by him and had to change his moves, and a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and then he followed Wei Qiao's chess pieces down.

He must be serious, and this game must also be a draw, only in this way can it be proved that his score is a tie no matter what, and only in this way can his confidence be restored.

Wei Qiao's chess style is tepid, always plain, and the chess pieces fall erratically on the chessboard.

The white-faced scholar also seemed to have regained his confidence, and began to walk his own way on the chessboard, occasionally destroying Wei Qiao's chess move.

In the blink of an eye, the two played nearly 100 moves, and the chess board was still chaotic and entangled, and neither side had the slightest advantage at all.

The little girl seemed to have forgotten her fear, poked her head out of Wei Qiao's shoulder, looked at the dizzy chessboard, and couldn't help but want to yawn and sleep.

The third floor was quiet again, and the chess pieces of the two fell unhurriedly. Both of them looked calm and indifferent. The chess pieces rise and fall, not in a hurry or slowly, as if they are all in the layout.

In the blink of an eye, the chessboard was halfway through, and the white-faced scholar couldn't help but look up at Wei Qiao, his eyes flashed with doubt, and then his face suddenly changed, and his eyes began to drift on the chess pieces.

Wei Qiao smiled faintly, this time he didn't stop him, put his arms on his lower abdomen, leaned forward, looked down at the chessboard and thought.

The white-faced scholar counted halfway and saw that Wei Qiao hadn't interrupted yet, so he looked up at him again, and saw him staring at the chess game with flashing eyes, his brows furrowed, suppressed the tension in his heart, and lowered his head and counted again.

After a long time, the white-faced scholar exhaled lightly with relief, looked up at Wei Qiao, who was still groaning, a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, picked up the already cold tea on the side, and took a sip gently.

"Smack!" Suddenly, Wei Qiao's body kept going, and the sunspot fell like lightning.

The white-faced scholar leaned his neck and held the teacup, glanced at the chessboard, and suddenly his face changed greatly.

"Poof"

The tea that had just entered his mouth suddenly squirted out, and he blushed and coughed violently, his face full of tea and tea. The teacup flickered, and the tea spread out and fell all over the ground.

The white-faced scholar suppressed the undulating chest with a cold face, hurriedly put down the teacup and wiped his face with his sleeve, ignoring the tea leaves on his face, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his eyes looked down at the chess game.

I saw that as Wei Qiao's chess pieces fell, the whole game of chess changed instantly, and the sticky chess game instantly became weird, as if as long as Wei Qiao moved again, the situation would overturn like a mountain and a sea, and it would be out of control.