029 The First Weapon in South China(1)

Last night, Jiang Wuxin's attendant hurriedly came to pass the word: "Master, someone has already posted to you today." ”

Jiang Wuxin pondered for a moment, he had calculated from the beginning that those people were going to attack him.

Last night, I first gave him a dismissal, and today, I posted a post to let him go to Mongolia, which is really a good show.

However, he didn't want to play with those people anymore.

His expression did not fluctuate without any fluctuations: "Let's just say that Elder Jiang is seriously ill, and I want to accompany him, and I can't accompany him." ”

Jiang Wuxin seemed to remember something: "Xiao Chuzi, you go and get me a game of chess pieces." ”

In fact, he said this because he deliberately avoided it.

After Xiao Chuzi walked away, Feng Yueli asked casually: "If you change people, he will definitely hide his identity, but you don't, what good is it for you to deliberately do this?" ”

Although Jiang Wuxin's face was pale after recovering from a serious illness, he couldn't hide the aura emanating from his body.

Jiang Wuxin's tall and elegant figure, the ice blue clothes are fine silk, and the snow-white piping embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns and the mutton fat jade hairpin on his head complement each other.

cleverly brings out the extraordinary figure of a cold nobleman.

Even ordinary people have to doubt his identity, Feng Yueli hasn't asked anything yet, but the other party said it himself.

Jiang Wuxin is accustomed to wandering around the world of Kyushu on weekdays, and many people are eager to save his life in order to gain appreciation.

Last night, Feng Yueli's courage made him appreciate it a little.

His peach blossom eyes squinted slightly: "Miss Feng Wu has a good eye for people, this young master has always been high-profile or low-key, you say this, I don't know how to answer." ”

She didn't want to answer, she had already guessed.

In the world, who else is surnamed Jiang in the South China Continent?

Except for the Jiang clan, the lord of the South China Continent, no one dared to share the same surname as their clan.

For thousands of years, the Jiang family has been very mysterious, going back and forth between rivers and lakes, and is in charge of disputes between countries in the South China continent.

Jiang Wuxin, the heir of the Jiang family, has unparalleled spiritual power, but for some reason he has never won the title of the first in the world.

Feng Yueli guessed left and right, and that's all she could get.

Her smart eyes looked away: "Young Master Jiang said with a smile, you have never been low-key. ”

If he had kept a low profile, he wouldn't have been hunted down by so many people for no reason last night.

Xiao Chuzi put the chessboard on the stone table.

Feng Yueli asked for black, Jiang Wuxin didn't choose for him, and chose a white chess piece.

After half a moment, the chess game between the two became a standoff.

Jiang Wuxin was about to cut off the black chess, but suddenly paused again, slowly retracted, and stared at the chessboard for a while.

Xiao Chuzi also saw the clue, it turned out that Miss Feng Wu's son just now, there were thousands of changes.

If the master is rashly cut off, a white piece in the upper right corner is very likely to be trapped by a black piece.

For a moment, Jiang Wuxin finally did not cut off the black chess, but made up for it, the black piece was long, the white piece was turned, the black child retreated, the white son was connected, and the black piece was also connected, these few changes were subtle and abnormal, and the white piece made up a piece of white chess in the upper right corner, but the black piece was also calmly connected, and there was no danger of cutting it off.

The chess shapes are becoming more and more complicated, and although there are no fierce and dangerous short-handed encounters, they are full of dangers and make people breathless.

Down to Sancheng, the two big dragons in black and white on the chessboard were entangled with each other, forming a life and death robbery!

Feng Yueli was originally a calm heart, but she was already extremely nervous.

The catastrophe of life and death is a catastrophe on the chessboard, which is related to the survival of the entire game of chess pieces on both sides.

Now the two sides are walking on thin ice, cautious and cautious, and in one step, either you die or I die, which is really breathless.

After more than a dozen moves, the life-and-death robbery continued, but the chess situation became more and more dangerous to Yueli, and even fell into a desperate situation.

She lifted her son several times, and then withdrew it several times.

If she points this point, she will either be robbed or all destroyed!

Yueli is constantly calculating the changes in the chess game, but how can the intricate chess shapes be exhausted!

Whether this sub-point will be self-inflicted destruction or the rest of his life, no one can predict.

She had heard before that winning or losing is a matter of thought, and the focus is on how to break the game.

Now, the most important thing for her is to calm down and win this chessboard.

She took a deep breath and slowly relaxed and calmed down.

Although her eyes were looking at the chessboard, the chess shape in front of her gradually disappeared, but slowly emerged in her mind.

Finally, at the last moment, she managed to break out of the encirclement, split her own path, and actually won.

Xiao Chuzi, who was standing aside, was dumbfounded.