Gong Mu Qiong nodded again.

"Mr. Gongyi wants the world, and I want the world," the young man spread his hands, "Actually, the world that Mr. Gongyi wants is probably no different from the world I want, it just depends on whether it is in your hands or in my hands." Two people who both want to be heroes, instead of gambling on the battlefield with other people's blood to win or lose, why not use a chessboard?"

"I don't have time to play games with my kids. Gong Mu Qiong picked up his backpack and turned to leave.

The young man smiled faintly and looked at his back, "Mr. Gongyi is in a hurry to find out the cause of Fan Wuji's death, but if you really go out, I'm afraid that you will not protect the world, but destroy the world." ”

Gong Mu Qiong stopped in front of the door, the threshold was under his feet, and he didn't step out of the last step.

"Mr. Gongyi has been chasing here for hundreds of miles, but he is willing to take the time to talk to me, not just because I am a different kind of Qingtian Sect, right? The boy paused, "For destruction!"

Gong Mu Qiong stood silently for a moment, then turned back to the table and sat down.

"After playing this game of chess, I will solve all the doubts of Mr. Gongyi. The boy got up and went out, took a beech chess piece from his horse, two boxes of chess pieces, and opened them on the table, the black one was carved from obsidian, and the white one was nephrite.

He grabbed one from each of the two boxes and mixed the black and white pieces together with both hands, then caused a gap to appear in his palms. The black and white chess pieces clanged and fell on the chessboard, and for a moment Li Changwen had an illusion, all the sounds in heaven and earth disappeared, and only ...... The sound of countless icy raindrops pounding on a piece of pig iron. At the end of this sound, all the pieces are still on the chessboard, and an endgame has taken shape, and each piece has taken its place accurately.

"The endgame?" asked Mu Qiong.

"This is the territory of the thirteen kingdoms of Kyushu under the world, and it is the endgame that my teacher and I often put on. Now that the royal power is falling, the princes have their own ghosts, and the huge Kyushu, how can it not be an endgame?" the young man's big sleeves swept in the air on the chess apron, "Please take the white, I know that Mr. Gongyi is from a famous family, and the chess artist is a national player, I am young, it is better to let me go first." ”

"Young, I heard that Qingtian has a secret technique to rejuvenate the face, and the light in your eyes is not like that of a teenager. "Gong Lose Mu Qiong looked down at the chessboard, this is an incredible endgame, on the chessboard of the nineteenth line, there is really a map of the Kyushu continent looming, the big river and Qinshan cut this land from the center, Hebei's Jin State, Wuzhou's Yue Kingdom, Youyan's Yan State, Jingxiang's Chu State, all the powerful countries are presented one by one, and the biggest robbery is located in the center of the chessboard, Wangji, Wangdu, Luoyi.

"When the teacher played chess with me, he always asked me to play black. The boy laughed.

Gong Losing Mu Qiong took the box of white chess in front of him, with the chess pieces in his hand, he seemed to have the temperament of a noble son of a family.

"What's the stake?" asked Mu Qiong.

"If I'm lucky enough to win, I'll ask Mr. Gong to take a good rest, get some sleep, and leave nothing else to mind. If I lose, then I will hand over my life, Mr. Gong Lose will kill me, and it should be too late to chase the teacher again. "The young man said understatemently,

"Before this game starts, tell me, what's your name?"

The boy scratched his head and laughed, "The name doesn't matter. If I lose, Mr. Gong Lose will kill me, and if I win, Mr. Gong Yi will not live to the day when I dominate the world. We shouldn't be friends, we shouldn't be enemies, we should be friends. ”