Hunting Immortal Mountain?

Jiang Xiaoman was slightly stunned, and after thinking about it in his mind for a long time, he didn't have the slightest impression.

couldn't help but look at the girl surnamed Xiao curiously.

Before he could speak, Xiao Ying opened his mouth first.

"Hunting Immortal Mountain, the existence of the Northern Regions second only to the 'Ten Thousand Law City', has a long heritage, and it is a sect that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Kyushu Continent today, and belongs to the 'Assassin Lineage' in the 'Thirty-six Families of Kyushu'. ”

The old man who claimed to be a chess demon leaned his back and raised his head tremblingly to look at Miss Xiao.

Finally, her eyes fell on the Chixiao Sword with a scabbard like fire on her waist, and the little old man's lips slightly outlined a not very good-looking arc, playing with taste: "The little girl knows a lot, and the information about my Hunting Immortal Mountain is supposed to be obtained from the Chixiao Sword on your waist, right?"

After that, the old man once again slowly sat cross-legged in the snow with the wall, supported his head with one hand, and chuckled: "Even the old man didn't expect that this trip to Beiliang would meet the Chixiao Sword Lord in this world, or the physique of being favored and jealous by heaven like that little girl of the Mi family, which is really interesting." ”

Xiao Ying seemed to be a different person at this moment, pressing one hand on the hilt of the Chixiao sword, and pinching the sword technique with the other, a pair of pupils turned into two red flames, her expression was faint and dusty, and she stared at the little old man for a long time before she said slowly: "The chess demon seniors should be cultivated, and they should no longer appear in this world, so why bother these juniors?"

Before the words fell, Jiang Xiaoman and Ji Xiaoyue's faces changed almost at the same time.

This voice is not Xiao Ying's.

Xiao Ying's voice was tactful and ethereal.

And at this moment, the voice coming out of her mouth was full of a domineering taste, revealing a metallic texture that pierced through the gold cracked stone.

It seems that the person standing beside the two at this time is not the gentle Miss Xiao, but a heroic female god of war.

"You're not Miss Xiao!"

"Who are you?"

Jiang Xiaoman took two steps back slightly to block Ji Xiaoyue behind him, looked at Xiao Ying who was holding the sword trick at the moment with a vigilant expression, and spoke in a deep voice.

"She's just a remnant soul in the Chixiao Sword, little brother doesn't have to be nervous. The little old man didn't care, waved his hand at Jiang Xiaoman, took out a dark black cigarette stick from his arms, skillfully filled the smoke pot with some tobacco, took out the flint and wiped it lightly on the wall behind him, and a wisp of fire ignited.

Lighting the cigarette pot, the old man took two puffs hard, and then coughed violently a few times, and then slowly continued: "This Nizi surnamed Xiao is her soul master, and the two are now in a symbiotic relationship, and seriously speaking, what is standing in front of you at this moment is the real Chixiao Sword." ”

The real Chixiao Sword?

Jiang Xiaoman's mind moved, his expression gradually relaxed, and the hand on the sword scabbard of Zhuxian on his waist was also secretly released.

Now, whether it is 'Miss Xiao' or this old man who calls himself a chess demon, both of them are filled with a dangerous aura.

The former, which makes people shudder and instinctively want to be on guard.

The latter is the opposite.

Although there was a sense of war in Miss Xiao's body at this moment, she couldn't help but make Jiang Xiaoman almost instinctively believe that she would not hurt herself and Ji Xiaoyue.

The little girl carefully poked her head out from behind the young man, tugged at the sleeve of the young man's shirt, stared at Xiao Ying's fire-dyed eyes with a pair of big eyes, and whispered cowardly: "Jiang Xiaoworm, what if...... Standing in front of us now is the Chixiao Sword, what about Miss Xiao, shouldn't she be eaten by her?"

Xiao Ying, who had become the 'female god of war', covered her mouth and chuckled, looked at the little girl and said softly: "Hehe, don't worry, little moon! Xiao Ying She just fell asleep in the sea of knowledge temporarily, and I am not a monster, how can I eat people?"

"You, do you know me?" Ji Xiaoyue was like a frightened kitten, and she immediately got behind Jiang Xiaoworm.

After a long time, the little girl poked out half of her head again, glared at 'Miss Xiao' and plucked up the courage to argue in a low voice: "You are talking nonsense! Who said that monsters eat people?"

Jiang Xiaoman shrugged helplessly and smiled at 'Miss Xiao'.

Ji Xiaoyue, this girl, has her mother's blood flowing in her body.

And that Aunt Shisu is a hydrangea that has cultivated into a demon.

Seriously, the little girl should be considered half a goblin.

Now, when I hear someone say that monsters eat people, I am naturally 120,000 unhappy.

'Miss Xiao' was stunned, and immediately understood, a pair of good-looking apricot eyes squinted at the little girl, and said softly with a smile: "I said the wrong thing, sorry, little moon!"

The little girl retracted her head with satisfaction, hid behind Jiang Xiaoworm and played with her fingers, puffing out her small mouth and muttering, "It's pretty much the same!"

'Miss Xiao' smiled, turned to look at the little old man who was looking at her with great interest, and said in a deep voice: "Senior chess demon, I don't know what happened to you going out of the mountain this time. But please also look at the old love, don't embarrass these three children. ”

The old man rolled up the cigarette pouch, knocked the cigarette stick lightly in the snow, shook his head and chuckled: "The old man has already said that these three little guys are all noble people, although I hunt the immortal mountain by those despicable villains who claim to be the righteous path as a member of the Demon Sect, so there have also been 'high gradual departure' such a chaotic demon lord." But in the final analysis, from ancient times to the present, there have been few wrongful killings, and they think that they are much cleaner than those righteous sects that hide filth and dirt. This time, I just want to invite this little brother of the Jiang family, who is burdened with purple qi from the east, to play a game, and solve this endgame, which can be regarded as a good fate for me to hunt the Immortal Mountain in advance. ”

"Girl, you can be regarded as an old man who grew up watching from a young age, don't you still understand the temper of the old man?" The chess demon helplessly glared at the 'Miss Xiao' who was staring at him silently at this time, and said angrily: "After so many years, your stinky girl's rogue temperament has not changed at all, this time I came out with this surname Xiao girl, it is nothing more than to blackmail some benefits from the old man, and I have to pretend to be a righteous Ling Ran?"

After that, I saw that as soon as he turned his palm, three crystal clear chess pieces appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The little old man raised his hand and threw it lightly, and the three chess pieces fell smoothly into the hands of Jiang Xiaoman and the others.

'Miss Xiao', who was still fighting just now, smiled playfully at this moment, rolled her eyes at the old man, and said in a slightly dissatisfied voice: "Since you stinky old man knows, it should be like this from the beginning, otherwise why would I waste my hard-won sword soul spirit and run out in vain?"

At this time, where is there still the slightest image of the domineering 'female god of war'?

It's just a willful little girl in front of her elders!

Tie the crystal chess piece carefully on the scabbard on his waist, and tie a beautiful bow hard, 'Miss Xiao' turned around and looked at Jiang Xiaoman, who was staring at her in a daze, "poof" smiled, waved her hand, and said: "The children of the Jiang family, the chess demon predecessors are not bad, that chess piece should be put away, and when you get to the Northern Regions, take it to Hunting Immortal Mountain, and then let a few old guys send you a great creation." This will return Xiao Ying to you, it seems that my aunt and I will have to sleep for a long time!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the two jumping flames in Xiao Ying's eyes gradually disappeared and regained her clarity.

Miss Xiao shook her head, innocently looked at the dazed young man in front of her, and asked with a chuckle, "Jiang Gongzi, what did Aunt Mi say to you just now?"

"Oh, did you see this chess demon senior? Aunt Mi said that when we get to the Northern Regions, we will go to this old man to change the transformation. Jiang Xiaoman came back to his senses, raised his chin and pointed at the little old man who was now more stunned than helpless on his face, and said with a chuckle.

Aunt Mi?

Jiang Xiaoman's mind couldn't help but move, and the other party occupied Miss Xiao's body, and the so-called real 'Chixiao Sword' faintly guessed.

It's just that I don't know if the girl who called herself 'Mi Hongyi' who met on the roof of the Star Picking Building in the snowstorm last night will have some connection with this 'Aunt Mi'.

"I've seen my seniors!" Miss Xiao nodded lightly, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth.

She had already learned the origin of the old man from the 'Chixiao Sword Soul' who was now living in her sea of knowledge, and she was naturally extremely respectful.

Jiang Xiaoman didn't say anything anymore, just looked down at the crystal clear chess pieces in his hand.

Through the sunlight, I can faintly see that there is a line of small characters carved on this chess piece, 'A thought is out, and there is no regret when it falls.' ’

Finally, under this line of poetry, there is a single word, 'Han'.

Come to think of it, this old man who calls himself a chess demon should be surnamed Han.

The old man's body shook slightly, and he appeared in front of Jiang Xiaoman together with the chessboard in front of him, raised his hand and waved it in front of the young man, and said with a chuckle: "Little brother of the Jiang family, don't be in a daze, there is not much time, please come and accompany the old man to finish this game first." ”

"Okay!" Jiang Xiaoman nodded, leaned down and picked up a white child in the chess box in front of him, and said with a chuckle: "The white python swallows the black Jiao, and the seniors are invited to fall first." ”

"Good boy, it is really not easy to know that this white python swallows evil Jiao. The old man smiled, and with two fingers and drove out of thin air, he pinched one and gently pointed it towards the chessboard.

The black chess pieces fell into the chess game, and they happened to fall on the head of the python that was constructed by many white pieces to form the momentum of the white python devouring the dragon.

With this fall, I saw that there was a faint change on the dilapidated chessboard, and many chess pieces were jumping in black and white.

Jiang Xiaoman only felt a flower in front of him, and when he opened it again, he appeared out of thin air on a vast ancient battlefield.

And at this moment, he is standing on the side of the battlefield like a hundred feet of high platform.

If you look closely, the battlefield is densely covered with countless squares.

Jiang Xiaoman could vaguely recognize that this so-called ancient battlefield was transformed by the incomparably broken chessboard.

In front of him, a thousand-foot white python stood with its head held high, and its white scales seemed to be wearing a pair of incomparably tough white armor.

Not far away, there was a black evil Jiao that was also thousands of feet, with a single horn on its head, covered with black scales, and its four claws were as sharp as knives.

A python and a dragon are entangled with each other, and they are fighting on a par.

And the black chess piece that had just fallen turned into an extremely sharp black sword, stabbing straight from the clouds to the white python's forehead.

Jiang Xiaoman's heart couldn't help but be anxious, and suddenly remembered that he was still holding a white piece in his hand, and hurriedly threw it forward.

When the white son got out of his hand, it turned into a ray of white light and fell in the direction of the young man's throw, just against the black long sword that fell from the sky.

Before he could see what was hidden in the white light, black and white intertwined and turned into specks of light and disappeared.

Another bit of black light came straight out from the high platform opposite, with a chilling aura.

This time, it was at the white python's huge eyes.

Compared with the first time, Jiang Xiaoman was obviously a lot calmer, and with a slight lift of his arm, a white son was held in the palm of his hand, and then it collided with the black mang.

The two of you have come and gone, and in less than a pillar of incense, they have already staggered each other.

Compared with the giant python's sky-swallowing momentum that overwhelmed the black Jiao before, now it was steadily suppressed by the black evil Jiao.

The white python gradually showed its decline, and the scales around its body were torn a lot by the black python, and golden blood was sprinkled on the battlefield.

"Little Brother Jiang, right now I still have thirty-six sunspots left, and only twenty-one of your whites left. Twenty-one steps, if you can't slaughter this evil Jiao, your white python will be eaten by this evil Jiao!"

At this moment, the old man's voice sounded from the high platform opposite.

For some reason, it was clear that he was about to win, but there was a hint of anxiety in his voice.