Cuckoo

Liang Bin's mouth was still spitting blood, but he didn't die, Mo Lan didn't kill just now.

Carrying the collar on the back of Liang Bin's neck, he dragged all the way up the mountain.

Liuli and the others greeted him one after another, especially Feixing, who was the fastest, constantly circling around Liang Bin, sniffing his breath.

As if to see if he is his companion.

"Senior brother, are they from Qianren Pavilion?" Liuli witnessed Liang Bin's tragic situation but couldn't bear it for a while, she naturally couldn't be soft in the face of the enemy, on the contrary, Liuli had a trace of determination, if she met someone from Qianren Pavilion, she would never leave her hand.

Mo Lan put Liang Bin on the ground, nodded and said, "That's right, it's true that I'm here to find Situ Wan and Situ Hui." ”

As he spoke, Mo Lan looked around, "What about the two of them?"

"I didn't let them come, in case something really happened, as long as they didn't show their heads, there might be room for manoeuvre. ”

Mo Lan's brows furrowed, and his expression couldn't help but become nervous, Liuli was right, he wanted to think about the way back, only this time Qianren Pavilion sent a Chong Xuan Realm over, so what about next time?

Whether Mo Lan can still cope.

It naturally doesn't matter if Mo Lan is just himself, but after all, he is a sect master, and he is responsible for the disciples of the entire sect.

"Cut, a small Qianren Pavilion is not worth mentioning at all in front of Sheng Chu. Chu Xun said disdainfully, his eyes full of disgust.

That's right, the Qianren Pavilion is too small compared to Shengchu, and the situation in the Qianren Pavilion in recent years is not very good, if it weren't for the rumors that this pavilion master broke through to the Hug Rush Realm and stabilized the situation, I'm afraid that there would have been some big mess in the Qianren Pavilion.

Mo Lan knocked on Chu Xun's head and rewarded him with a burst of applause, "Do you still think that you are the prince of Saint Chu? If you want to seek revenge on your father and find the field, then now you have to stop thinking about the old days and give me a down-to-earth cultivation." ”

Chu Xun had a big bag bulging from his head, and said quite aggrievedly: "Yes, Master." ”

Mo Lan looked around, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say, "Let's go back first, I always feel that something is wrong."

"What's wrong. Chu Xun covered his head and stared at the surroundings, but he didn't feel anything abnormal.

Mo Lan shook her head and said, "I don't know very well, but it just doesn't feel right." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo Lan heard a burst of heroic laughter, "It's a little insightful, but it's too late." ”

A half-foot-long array flag suddenly appeared above everyone's heads, and the soft white light completely covered several people in an instant, and the surrounding space began to distort, and everyone disappeared in place.

After a whirlwind, Mo Lan appeared in a pitch-black passage.

Stretching out his hand, he felt several invisible barriers appear around him.

"Formation, who is it? Could it be that Qianren Pavilion still has a back hand?"

Mo Lan walked along the passage to the other end, and with each step, a light lit up on each side of the passage, which was very troublesome.

At the end of the road, by the light just now, Mo Lan saw a dark red gate.

On either side of the gate were two guards of the warriors, one with a sword and the other with a sword.

Mo Lan looked around, and there was no other way to go, so he could only go in and have a look.

Pushing the door open, there was another world, and a smell of earth came to the surface, like the smell of rain, the birds and flowers, and the glittering water droplets on the leaves of the flowers and plants were still shining there.

"This. ”

Mo Lan didn't react for a while, the passage just now was dim and solemn, but he didn't expect such a scene behind the door.

Bang.

The door slammed shut, and two old men appeared in front of Mo Lan, sitting on both sides of a round platform, competing in chess.

Mo Lan was in a trance, but there was a kind of "empty call He Qiaoke, rotten Ke didn't know where to go." The mood is here.

These two old men are naturally Yan Tan and Wei Xing, but the two of them are only illusory characters constructed by the formation, not real people.

"Who are you?"

Mo Lan was still quite upset that someone got here for some reason, not to mention that the identities of the two have not been figured out yet, if the identities of the two are really from Qianren Pavilion, then ......

Mo Lan's eyes were dark, revealing infinite battle intent.

Wei Xing chuckled, waved his sleeves, and a stone bench appeared out of thin air.

"Do you know how to play chess?"

Play chess?

Mo Lan looked at the two of them with doubts in her eyes.

It took a lot of effort to lay out the formation and trap Mo Lan here, definitely not to compete for any chess skills.

Then this chess piece is likely to be the key to breaking the formation!

Convinced of this thought, Mo Lan sat down.

On the chessboard, one black and one white grabbed and fought against each other, as if it was a scene of two armies facing each other, and the military formations of all sides were neat and uniform, and the fighting spirit was high.

It's just that one of the military formations uses a sword, and the other uses a sword.

Mo Lan frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The battle situation seems to be unfavorable to Baizi." ”

Wei Xing showed a smile, his eyes were full of deep meaning, "Then tell me, what is the disadvantage?"

"The swordsman pays attention to ease and lightness, if it is a one-on-one fight, it will naturally have the upper hand, but this battlefield fight is a little disadvantageous. The two armies are facing each other, and there is not much room for those who use swords, and if Bai Zi can't get out of this predicament, he will lose. ”

Wei Xing took a white seed and fell.

Suddenly, the situation on the battlefield changed abruptly.

The side with the sword changed the formation, turned into a sharp sword, pointed straight at the sky, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the opponent's formation was scattered in an instant.

The two sides are back on the same page again.

Wei Xing said lightly: "Those who use swords can use everything as swords, but they are not limited to the sword in their hands. ”

Mo Lan glanced up at Wei Xing, and then fell on the chessboard again, nodding his head as if he didn't understand, although Mo Lan also used a sword, he really just used a sword.

Mo Lan always had a feeling that the person in front of him seemed to be teaching him how to use a sword?

Wei Xing noticed that Mo Lan's expression was only slightly surprised, and after there was nothing special, he couldn't help but feel disappointed in his heart.

"If it were you, how would you break the game?" Wei Xing asked.

Mo Lan stared at the chessboard, entangled in the indistinguishable black and white, and said: "Playing chess is not my strong point, but if you want to say combat, it is very simple, suppress with the realm, break ten thousand laws with one force, there is nothing that cannot be won." ”

Mo Lan grabbed a handful of white seeds with his bare hands and scattered them on the chessboard, "If you can't win, it's that you're not strong enough, the two armies fight, if you can't win, then ten times, a hundred times, suppress with numbers, if you still can't win, it can only prove that the number of people is still not enough, as long as the number of people is enough, you will definitely win." ”

Simple and rude, this is Mo Lan's method.

Wei Xing's face was black, what kind of answer is this, it's all fart.