The old man who had just spoken was stunned for a moment.

On the chessboard, the siege of the white son is on the verge of collapse.

He watched the chess and played the sunspots, and accidentally showed a killing move.

But you don't want to be blocked back as soon as you exit?

This move just opened a way for Baizi to survive.

It's dangerous, but it's wonderful.

He came with a hint of interest.

Interface:

"Fifteen, ten."

It's time to prepare to play against her.

"Eighteen pines, five." The voice followed.

Blind chess.

Under the game of spectators, a new chess game was born in the minds of the two spectators.

Baizi, I want to escape.

The old man looked down at the chess game, like a veteran going on a campaign, confident.

"Eighteen pine, six, block."

"Eighteen pines, four, retreat."

The young general regarded death as his home and did not give up a single soldier.

"Nineteen, seven."

"Sixteen stars, eight."

Almost at the same time as the old man spoke, Qiao Yu blurted out.

The old man was slightly surprised.

The chessboard is three hundred and sixty-one.

Between the round places of the sky, it is difficult to gather in the mind, and to escape with the son.

Don't!

An idea broke into his mind.

Could it be that she has already calculated her own killing moves, so she can cleverly come up with countermeasures!

No way!

As soon as this idea came out, he rejected it.

"Eleven Winter, Nine."

But what if it was calculated?

Baizi is in danger, but he is just stubborn and struggling.

"Ten, eight, thorn."

Qiao Yu's voice was slow, not arrogant or impatient.

"Six houses, four."

"Six houses, five, sticky."

"Seven buckets, six, sharp."

"Eight, seven, mention."

The two of you go back and forth for several rounds.

The young general struggled to escape with a little breath, and finally broke a way to survive, killed an enemy general, and fled.

Where to go.

The veteran was unrelenting, and followed closely, ready to slaughter the disgraced army.

Who dares to stop!

Death to the blocker!

The general got on his horse, quickly escaped, and joined his own generals, ready to sharpen his sword and avenge his blood!

"Nineteen, five."

"Sixteen stars, seven."

"Sixteen phases, eight, dip."

The young man's blood swayed on the battlefield, and the blade in his hand became faster and faster.

It was so fast that the veteran waved his knife, and he was numb.

Smoke fills the air.

It's like fire and water!

The old man's palms oozed dense with fine sweat.

But the heart is full of joy.

It was the excitement of meeting an opponent for the first time in a long time.

He answered: "Six houses, five, jump." ”

She replied: "Five elements, eight, pounce." ”

He blocked: "Seven buckets, ten, off." ”

She killed: "Kyushu, ten, mention!" ”

In my heart, the chessboard is set.

The sword in Qiao Yu's hand was out of the sheath and saw blood, and he never looked back.

The veteran put away his knife.

The blade sharpened by the knife edge to kill the enemy was sluggish, and it was finally ready to die down.

"One son." He said.

A young general, narrowly won.

"I conceded." She replied.

The wind of the veteran, a visit.

Neither was particularly entertained.

Finally followed the voice and found it.

An old man and a young man stared at each other.

Hu Hai: 'The young man is quite handsome. ’

Qiao Yu: 'The old man is quite strong. ’

The noise around them brought the two of them back to their senses.

Xun Jianping lost.

After all, Baizi could not escape, and was defeated under the siege of Kuroko.

Hu Hai smiled.

This white son is not so weak.

"Do you want to do another game?"

Breaking the endgame is not satisfactory in the end.

"Luckily."

Qiao Yu's eyes were fearless and calm.

"Let's let's let's go, let's make the next game."

Hu Hai said loudly.

Push a bunch of old men far away.

“！！！”

Qiao Yu's eyes widened.

Seniors, you are not afraid to sell a house!