Everyone was suddenly silent, and there was no sound, but the sound of the chess pieces landing on the ground was in their ears.

Ling Han looked to the side, and saw that the white-clothed scholar Sun Gongzi's face was as white as clothes, and the chess piece just now was that his internal strength was insufficient, and he did not stick to the chessboard, so he bounced to the ground.

"What are you doing in a daze? You've already lost!" said Na Mo Dashao, who didn't forget to fall into the well at this time, and deliberately reminded him.

Sun Gongzi glared at Na Mo Da Shao, took a deep breath and said: "Miss Caijie, Xiao Sheng's skills are not as good as others, so admit defeat!" This Sun Gongzi's chess skills are good, although he lost, but there is not much decline.

Cai Jie also comforted: "Sun Gongzi's chess skills are already extremely high, although Cai Jie can win, it is also a fluke!"

Sun Gongzi knew that Miss Caijie was just humble, so he bowed deeply to show his gratitude.

There is one last game left on the court, and that is the game between Jia Ren and Cai Jie. Although it has entered the final battle, it is still a sword and a sword, and blood is flowing. The two are still inseparable, and everyone is terrified.

Gradually, the two of them walked slower and slower, and finally they both stopped, just quietly watching the game of chess, thinking hard.

The situation on the chessboard is already intertwined, and it seems that there is a fight on every line, and there is a fight in every corner. Both of them seemed to have no choice but to meditate.

Ling Han also looked at the game of chess intently, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he had seen this chess game!

Ling Han suddenly remembered that it was in a white room, there was an old man in white, and in front of the two of them was the same game of chess! The chessboard crisscrossed and the chess pieces were black and white.

"Here, it doesn't matter whether it's black or white! It's all chess pieces!" the old man's words still came back to his ears. That bloody battlefield still emerges in front of us. The blades were stained with blood, the bowstrings had been broken, the generals were on horseback, the warriors were stabbing with their spears, and the shouts, curses, swords, and shields were intertwined.

Ling Han suddenly clenched his fists, his brows furrowed, and the sound of "Lotus" came out of his mouth.

Jia Ren suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with Ling Han beside him, and hurriedly asked with concern, "Brother Ling, are you okay?"

I saw Ling Han's eyes glazed, looking straight at the chessboard, and his mouth began to keep muttering: "It's all chess pieces, live! It's all chess pieces!"

When everyone saw Ling Han's appearance, they couldn't help but start laughing secretly: "This kid really forgot to drink the awakening medicine when he came out, and now he just has a dementive attack!"

Jia Renjun's face tensed, but his cold gaze swept towards the laughing crowd, and everyone couldn't help but shudder when they saw Jia Ren's eyes. I was very puzzled in my heart, why I looked at that kid and felt cold.

"Ling Gongzi, are you alright?" Cai Jie saw that Ling Han was a little strange, and also asked with concern.

"He's fine!" Jia Ren said anxiously, but he was so worried.

Suddenly, in Ling Han's eyes, there seemed to be a cold light flashing, and he saw him pick up a chess piece casually, and said in a loud voice: "Who can use black and white to enter the Xuan, a thousand rounds of life and death!"

It's just that the sound of falling into the chessboard is different, Jia Ren and Cai Jie's falling son are both "popping" sounds, while Ling Han's falling on the board is very dull.

Everyone took a closer look, and the sunspot was embedded in the chessboard, and only half of it was exposed.

"Huh!" Cai Jie looked at the reflection of the chessboard in the mirror, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation, hurriedly turned around, and looked at the game of chess carefully, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, and finally, he sighed and said: "Ling Gongzi, Jia Gongzi, I lost!"

When everyone heard this, the Caijie girl actually admitted defeat, and they were stunned for a while!

Suddenly, the Caijie girl waved her hand, and all the white pieces on the game of chess fell, and they fell to the ground with a "crackle".

Everyone looked at Cai Jie puzzled, but Cai Jiedao pointed to the remaining sunspots on the chessboard and said: "Who can use black and white into Xuan, a thousand times of life and death!

Ling Han also looked at the chessboard with a blank face, and he couldn't understand what was going on, but he seemed to understand something in his heart, but he didn't know what he understood.

"Two sons! Since Cai Jie has lost, she will go upstairs to congratulate the two of you! I hope the two sons can come as promised!" Cai Jie smiled at Ling Han, glanced at Jia Ren's throat and chest, and then turned to go upstairs.

Although Jia Ren was wearing a high-necked shirt, he had already blocked his throat, but when he was looked at by Na Caijie, he was as if he was not wearing clothes. Fortunately, Cai Jie just smiled and didn't break it, Rao was like this, Jia Ren's heart was still jumping.

When everyone saw that Ling Han Jia Ren had defeated Miss Caijie, they were silent at first, then whispered, and finally "listened to the sound of frogs".

"Brother, although you are a bit of a girl, but I am still optimistic about you!" said Mo Dashao, as if Jia Ren's victory also had a credit for his support.

Jia Ren also confessed, and arched his hand towards Na Mo Da Shao and said, "Mo Da Shao, please also greet Lord Ling Zun and return to him!"

When Mo Dashao heard this, his eyes rolled and said, "Brother actually knows Jia Yan?"

Jia Ren said with a smile: "Dissatisfied with Mo Dashao, our two families are still world friends!"

Namo Dashao blinked his eyes, and said in his heart: "I don't know that there is such a world friend, and the brother will go down from the Shen family another day, and he will definitely ask for clarification." ”

When Ling Han heard this, that Mo Dashao was the son of Mo Shougui, the chief of defense of Wind Chime City, and then looked at the appearance of Mo Dashao, he was also somewhat similar to his own Mo Feiyan junior brother, and it turned out that it was still somewhat related. Thinking of this, Ling Han suddenly pulled Jia Ren by the hand, lowered his head, and no longer looked at Na Mo Dashao.

Jia Ren asked with some confusion, "Brother Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Han whispered: "This Mo Dashao is my junior brother's brother, if he knows my name, he will definitely talk to his brother and my junior brother when he goes back, if this is known to my master, how can I explain it?"

"Oh! Clear!" Jia Ren said with a smile, "After the "Yujie Bingqing, Fengyue Sishu" has accompanied you, I am afraid that I would like to let others know that you are the first person in this "Fengyue Pavilion". ”

"Brother Jia is making fun of him!" Ling Han said.

While the two were talking, another shout came from upstairs: "Miss Wen Bing has arrived!"

Ling Han Luqiong couldn't help but look forward to it, the golden boy next to him seemed to be relieved, and said to the two: "Two sons, this Wen Bing girl is known as a poetry and painting, if you can get her favor, it is not easy!"

When the young man next to him heard this, he said in a loud voice: "Don't grow the morale of others and destroy your own prestige! I think these two brothers will definitely be able to do it!"

"Yes, I think it's no problem! This, to be accompanied by four sisters, it's really a beautiful blessing!" That Mo Dashao had already seen himself as Ling Han and Jia Ren's gang, and he was still a little complacent after speaking.

The purpose of most people's stay is not to get the company of the four shus anymore, but to see if Ling Han and Jia Ren can get the company of the four shus of "Yujie Bingqing" tonight. Besides, the remaining "Bingqing" Ershu is not low in money.

A pretty woman holding the man's hair in a bun and wearing a man's robe, walked down the stairs heroically, and went straight to Ling Han Jia Ren's private room, and opened her mouth to ask: "I heard that you actually broke the sound of the jade flute, and it is better than Cai Jie's game of chess?" The voice was like the silver bell.

"Dare to ask this girl......" Ling Han arched his hand, wanting to confirm the girl's name.

"I'm Wen Bing!" The woman not only looks clean, but also speaks heartily, which is completely different from the gentle water of the "Yujie" Ershu. "I want to see what else you can do tonight!" he said, turning around and returning to the platform.

Subsequently, several men carried a black wooden case and placed it in front of Wen Bing's girl, and the two scholars immediately sent the four treasures of the study, but saw that the pen was a purple pen, the ink was pine smoke ink, the paper was a ** note, and the inkstone was a Chengni inkstone, all of which were treasures in the world.

Without waiting for the little guy to introduce him, Wen Bing said to himself: "Ladies and gentlemen, the little woman has no virtue, and she shows up here, just to find that confidant! Today's rules are also simple, if you can answer the pair I made, you can get a copy of my handwriting, if you can come out of the right and stump me, then the little woman can accompany the son, or the two sons, and chant poems together!"