The game of chessboard mountain is no less than the fight on the battlefield.

In the chess road, Fu Wenxue's attainments in the chess path are no less than his literary brilliance. But Chu Mo is not inferior at all compared to it.

In a short period of time, the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard have become densely packed. Judging from the division of the chess pieces on both sides, white seems to occupy an absolute advantage, and Fu Wenxue has absolute confidence every time he falls.

But even so, Chu Mo's face in his hand did not show any panic, but became more and more calm.

The two of you went back and forth, and the movements in your hands did not stop at all.

A few minutes passed, and as the chess pieces in Chu Mo's hand fell heavily on the chessboard, when Fu Wenxue was about to fall with the white pieces in his hand, suddenly, Fu Wenxue's expression froze, and then he frowned lightly and looked at the chess game in front of him.

After pondering for a moment, Fu Wenxue dropped a son with a slight hesitation, Chu Mo saw this, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face, and then landed on the chess card without hesitation.

In the next few minutes, Fu Wenxue's speed became slower and slower, and her face showed a dignified look.

For some reason, every time he dropped, he felt like his chess pieces were sinking into the sea, and they were completely suppressed by the black flag.

Fu Wenxue is extremely confident in his own chess path, and every time he loses, he is carefully calculating. At the beginning, when Fu Wenxue saw Chu Mo's chess skills, she thought that she would win this time.

But only now did he realize that this kid's seemingly chaotic chess skills were suppressing himself step by step, and he didn't feel it at first, but when he looked at the chessboard now, it was too late.

This kid is like having the ability to be a prophet of the future, and every move can disrupt his next move in the right place.

It wasn't until a few minutes passed that Fu Wenxue's hand holding the chess pieces at this moment had begun to tremble, and his deep eyes were staring at the chessboard, only then did he realize that while he was calculating Chu Mo, he had already fallen into Chu Mo's trap step by step, and now it seemed to be a chess game full of loopholes, but his right hand was raised but it did not fall.

At this moment, Fu Wenxue actually found that she had nowhere to go!

Seeing Fu Wenxue's sluggish expression, Chu Mo put down the chess pieces in his hand and arched his hand: "Uncle Fu, I have conceded!"

Hearing Chu Mo's words, Fu Wenxue came back to her senses and looked at Chu Mo with a shallow smile on her face at the moment with a look of surprise.

"No! The old man hasn't lost yet!"

Fu Wenxue's eyes froze, her gaze fell on the chessboard again, and she began to ponder while hesitating. But more than a dozen breaths have passed, and Fu Wenxue still hasn't fallen into the chess pieces in his hands.

"Uncle Fu? How?"

Chu Mo asked with a smile.

"Don't worry, let the old man think about it......

Fu Wenxue frowned, and her gaze stayed on Qipan Mountain.

Since the first chess piece fell, Fu Wenxue has been attacking, on the other hand, Chu Mo's chess pieces, every move is defensive. This made Fu Wenxue feel like she was punching the cotton.

It wasn't until a moment later that Fu Wenxue finally put down the chess pieces that had not fallen, and sighed faintly: "Blue is better than blue!" I didn't expect Shizi's chess skills to be so exquisite, the old man had to admire it."

The two played against each other, and the bold ones had a fierce chess style, and the situation opened at the beginning of the game, and they moved forward bravely, with the potential of "swallowing mountains and rivers like a tiger". The cowardly, step by step, hesitate to move, lest they lose. Steady people are thoughtful, have a vigorous chess style, and seem to be calm but have already made a bamboo in their hearts. Frivolous people are impatient and rash, eager to achieve results, and do not care about the consequences, and eventually lose the overall situation because of a blind leaf. Those who work in scheming deliberately lose to the opponent in a game, increase their arrogance, destroy their defensive heart, and secretly probe the opponent's chess path to seek countermeasures, and then avoid people's strengths, attack their shortcomings, and kill the opponent to lose even the game.

Among Chu Mo and Fu Wenxue, Fu Wenxue is the boldest, but is Chu Mo a coward?

Not!

He's a scheming man!

From deliberately revealing flaws at the beginning, to completely disintegrating Fu Wenxue's momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers in the back, every step was in Chu Mo's plan.

From the time when Fu Wenxue spared no effort to attack Chu Mo, this chess game had already come to an end.

Looking at Fu Wenxue's appearance of shaking her head and smiling bitterly, Chu Mo slowly stood up and bowed again.

"Uncle Fu, I agreed!"

Fu Wenxue shook her head with a wry smile and said, "How to concede, this is all your own ability. Do you know that in the Dawu Dynasty, you kid is still the first person who can beat the old man in chess, and the old man is also convinced this time."

When Chu Mo heard this, he smiled but did not speak.

At the same time, Fu Wenxue's face instantly turned positive, and even the tone of her voice couldn't help but increase a little.

"Tell me, I want to get some news from the old man."

Hearing this, Chu Mo's expression instantly turned positive, and after pondering for a moment, he looked at Fu Wenxue with a solemn face and asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"Uncle Fu, I want to know who wanted to put my Beiliang Mansion to death twenty years ago! When the Northern Yan and Southern Qi armies invaded Beiliang, the imperial court obviously sent a large army to support, but my father and uncles led the army to fight with the enemy for a few days, but the support was delayed, which is the fundamental reason for the destruction of my Beiliang Palace!"

"If I hadn't been a baby in my infancy and then rescued, I wouldn't have had any hope of living to this day."

Speaking of this, Chu Mo couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart, but his face was surprisingly calm.

Hearing Chu Mo's words, Fu Wenxue lowered her head and fell silent.

Chu Haomiao, the king of Beiliang, has been deterring barbarians for decades with a silver gun in his hand, as long as Chu Haomiao, the king of Beiliang, is mentioned, and the color of foreign nights is changed.

Back then, Chu Haomiao was sent to Beiliang, and at that time, Beiliang was just a barbarian land, bandits were rampant, and even the imperial court was unwilling to interfere in the affairs of Beiliang.

But Chu Haomiao led his army to punish barbarians and kill bandits in less than five years, so that the people of Beiliang could live a peaceful and happy life.

It can be said that Chu Haomiao, the king of Beiliang, is not only a hero of the Dawu Dynasty, but also a hero of Beiliang.

But such a loyal minister who was loyal to the Dawu Dynasty and went to the soup to fight the fire, but he sacrificed his life for the country like this, which is simply a huge loss for the entire Dawu Dynasty.

Looking at Chu Mo with a straight face in front of him, Fu Wenxue sighed quietly and said, "You really want to know?"

Chu Mo nodded.

"What do you want to do if you know that?"

Hearing this, Chu Mo's eyes froze, and a cold killing intent spread across his body.

"Revenge! I want to use this person's neck to pay tribute to the dead loyal souls of my Beiliang Palace!"

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