Xie Junhe suddenly shouted: "Hey, bet fairly!

Chu Tao still just smiled: "You do it with all your might!"

"I don't care about that! I'm ready to drink this wine!"

White finally showed signs of weakness in the confrontation. The big and small gossip circles suddenly changed, tightening step by step, closing together, and White retreated again and again, and there was not much place to stand. "Strangulation?" Chu Tao smiled lightly, "Courageous." However......" Chu Tao's purple sleeves flicked, and White fought with his back to the water, and broke through to the north with all his might.

As the chips moved, Feng Ruohan's face also changed uncertainly. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand to help Chu Tao, but Xie Junhe was getting more and more eyebrows fluttering, although the sharp assault had torn out a crack in his formation, but this array moved with the water, and new forces continued to replenish it. Konoha's side and the Qi family's side have merged into a whole.

The most terrible consequence is this, the wind is cold and anxious.

The counterattack disrupted the formation of one side, but it did not disrupt the overall flow of the Bagua Array - it was just self-consumption. Chu Tao can do his best to eliminate the Qi family's forces, but he will definitely lose himself in the attrition. That's where the cruelty of this game comes in.

The last white chip wood slipped from Chu Tao's hand and hit the black chip wood that had gathered in pieces. The rest of the chips are already dead chess. Monk Xie Jun had spare strength, and he let Konoha rise up and attack directly, submerging this piece of white chipwood. Then he laughed loudly: "Bring me the wine!"

Feng Ruohan's face was solemn.

Chu Tao's last blow was quite a bit of self-defeating. It's not that Xie Junhe really won, but that he doesn't want to play anymore. Hit your head to death, admit defeat, and lose inexplicably.

It's just that although the game is not over, everything is over.

"Uncle Wang will settle the money for three months' wine. Chu Tao suddenly smiled tiredly. The sweat on his forehead was flowing incessantly.

"Wait!" The cold light at the bottom of Feng Ruohan's sleeve suddenly appeared, and it had pressed Xie Junhe's throat in an instant.

It's a thinly thin Hidden Blade.

"Who the hell are you?!" Feng Ruohan asked as if he were pressing an enemy, his eyes spitting with anger.

Xie Junhe snorted coldly: "Senior, a killer who almost broke his sword and lost his life, can you use your old man to make a big move?" ”

"A killer?" the anger in Feng Ruohan's eyes suddenly froze into frost, "A killer who knows how to Qimen Dunjia? A killer who is proficient in the art of Yin and Yang of the Five Elements? Is it just such a killer?" Indeed, no one believed that a murderous knife that rose from the market could actually deduce a sand table to the point of making Chu Tao throw off the game.

Xie Junhe raised his eyebrows slightly, lightly flicked the sharp blade in his throat, and sneered "hehe": "What do seniors think?"

Feng Ruohan was startled, indeed, what could he do? This person is definitely not afraid of such tricks.

"Sir," Chu Tao smiled faintly at the wind, "The mystery of this kid can't be asked like this." ”

"It's good to know. Xie Junhe said lightly.

Although Feng Ruohan withdrew his Hidden Blade, he still opened his mouth to speak, but he saw Chu Tao raise his palm to signal that this was the end.

"Junhe, you killed me to the point that nothing was left, it wasn't just for fun, right?"

"Hehe, I'm afraid you won't take me to play......" Xie Junhe scratched his head and pretended to be stupid.

"Bastard!" Chu Tao drank categorically.

Xie Junhe continued to casually Erlang's legs and said, "Don't play tricks, wine!"