"When you say nonchalantly, you actually take your name very seriously. ”

The boy stopped laughing, "Yes, I don't want to say my name to the world yet." Because I haven't set foot in the world yet, and when I set foot in the world, my name will be shocked. ”

After saying this sentence lightly, he picked up a sunspot and lightly tapped it on the chessboard.

Gong Yi Mu Qiong stared at the chessboard for a long time, his expression became solemn, Li Changwen didn't know how to play chess, but obviously this step made Gong Yi Mu Qiong have to face up to the young man's chess skills.

"Is this your strategy?" said Gong Yi Mu Qiong softly, dropping a white piece.

"There are also rebels in the royal capital, can Mr. Gong Lose protect it?" The young man smiled while drinking, and fell like a fly.

"Then kill the rebels!"

"Liangguo, attack Liangguan. ”

"Break off the Liangguan and go north to block your Qin Rong allies. ”

"I'm Qin Rong, can you eat it?"

"Although the potential is thick, the chess shape is lacking. ”

"I was cut off by Mr. Gonglo, this trick has never been seen before, is it famous?"

"This is the prelude to the 'Great Avalanche', which is just a little different from the usual chess game. ”

"I had to go out, Izumo rode and shot, crossed the river west corridor, and hit directly. Mr. Gongyi, you are attacked on three sides, Wuhuan, Qin Rong, and Liang are all destroying the city, and the king is in danger, is your chess count enough?"

"I still have three moves. ”

Before the game, the two sides did not agree on anything, but they all played rapid, and there was no gap between the falls. The young man's technique was smooth, and the male Mu Qiong made a sharp explosion every time he fell. The voices of the two sides were low, but they grew faster and faster, and finally they were almost connected. Even Li Changwen could feel the murderous aura on the chessboard, and both sides used up all the hostility in their hearts. But the expressions of the two of them were faint, sitting straight with their backs against the back of the chair, their eyes drooping slightly, as if they didn't care about winning or losing.

The wind outside the window was getting louder and louder, and the snow had wiped all footprints away.

"I heard the sound of wind and rain in the mountains, and the murderous aura was in the sky. The boy suddenly stopped, and let out a long groan.

"Do you admit defeat?" said Mu Qiong looked into his eyes.

The boy didn't answer, and took something out of his belt and twisted it between his fingers. It was a crimson, almost black chess piece, which seemed to be born from the polishing of the blood cedony jade, and it had been rubbed for a long time, and the surface was moistened like water droplets.

"A toy of General Li, a famous general under the Wu Bodhisattva Tent, General Li is proficient in the study of 'temple arithmetic', and his chess skills are exquisite, and he holds this chess piece every time he ponders. The young man said lightly, "This is my biggest treasure, and it is also the reason why I always cling to black, because I have dropped this one," his voice suddenly became extremely fierce, "The world is decided!"

He almost "patted" the chess piece on the chessboard with the palm of his hand, and stood up, "Mr. Gongyi!

Mu Qiong was shocked.

In an instant, this lazy teenager changed, and his spirit was raised to the extreme. He shouted loudly, his eyes like lightning. For Mu Qiong, who has played thousands of games of chess and faced thousands of opponents, this "qi" is impossible to disguise, and this "qi" exudes and is as sharp as a sword.

However, Mu Qiong's chess strength can already be counted to more than seven moves, and he has 20 years of attainments in the study of "temple calculation", and he is confident that he will never leave a chance to turn the game for the boy.

But in front of the young man's "qi", he hesitated for a moment and looked down at the chessboard.

The Bloodcedony Jade chess pieces burned on the chessboard, turning into a blazing flame.

Gong Mu Qiong stood on the top of the mountain, looking down on the earth. In the middle of the earth, a blazing fire.

Liangshu Yanjin was all taken into his field of vision. He scanned the eastern continent from a god-like height, with a heavy sword in his hand, and the iron horses under the mountain were arrayed, and the horses roared, waiting for his military orders.

"It's no longer a child's game, is it?" said someone laughing in the clouds and mist, as another mountain stood.

"It's just illusion, it's still a child's game. Gong Lost Mu Qiong sneered, "Why? Don't you dare to fight for victory on the chessboard?"