An hour later, Wei Yuan left, leaving Su Xuejing with her sword heart broken and Shangguan Qianmo with her sword heart even more transparent.
Su Xuejing's eyes were closed tightly, and her mind was filled with the chess records of the previous game. The two played seven games in total, none of which exceeded 100 moves. Wei Yuan's chess style was extremely arrogant and unreasonable. He provoked the fight from the beginning and never moved an inch.
Let's fight all the way to the end.
After seven rounds, Su Xuejing felt that it was like fighting for seven rounds in a street fight without using any tricks.
In fact, Su Xuejing had already sensed that something was wrong from the second game on, but she couldn't resist Shangguan Qianmo and fanned the flames. In addition, Wei Yuan's moves didn't look like he had practiced chess at all, so he was unwilling to give in. He was also stubborn.
So I played seven games in a row without realizing it.
Now that Wei Yuan is gone, the more Su Xuejing thinks about it, the more wrong she becomes.
Wei Yuan's moves had neither fixed formulas nor ancient moves, so Su Xuejing subconsciously concluded that Wei Yuan was a novice at the beginning. But after losing seven games in a row, Su Xuejing realized that, based on the comparison of the two sides' chess skills, she was afraid of Wei Yuan.
It's about making a concession.
Su Xuejing believes that her chess skills are just a hair below those of real national players, but she was actually given up against Wei Yuan?
He suddenly raised his head and said to Shangguan Qianmo: "Did you win against Wei Yuan last time?"
Shangguan Qianmo smiled brightly and said: "Of course I didn't win. But every game didn't go to the end, just like my uncle this time."
Su Xuejing instantly understood what was going on, her face turned into a pot, and she shouted: "What else are you hiding from me?"
"Uncle Master's discernment is as bright as a torch! There is one more thing, and that is Wei Yuan, the man who played the graffiti game ten times."
A flash of lightning flashed across Su Xuejing's mind, and everything came together! No wonder Wei Yuan could easily defeat herself with a bunch of stupid moves, stupid moves, and unreasonable moves. No wonder she was given a handicap.
Just thinking that just now she wanted to play three games of instruction for the current chess master, Su Xuejing instantly had the urge to kill her on the spot, as if the sword's heart was covered with a layer of lard.
He glared at Shangguan Qianmo fiercely, and his figure gradually faded away like the wind passing over the floating sand, and disappeared.
Shangguan Qianmo hugged the pillow and fell down to the sky. The sword's heart is clear today, so it's time to sleep.
Wei Yuan noticed Su Xuejing's disappearance and didn't know for a moment whether he had really left or was hiding. However, playing chess is really beyond Wei Yuan's control. There are now 400,000 mortals in the world of fireworks, and the number is still increasing.
My chess skills have greatly increased, far better than when I was scribbling ten games.
There was still some time, so Wei Yuan inspected each camp one by one to check the training situation of the refugees. As soon as he saw the second camp, Wei Yuan suddenly felt something in his heart and looked to the east.
Four rays of purple energy came at an almost untraceable speed and fell into Weiyuan's sea of ​​consciousness!
Four ways of luck at once?
Wei Yuan's painstaking arrangements have finally come to fruition. If nothing unexpected happens, it won't be long before Qingming will have four more Yujing reinforcements.
Although they couldn't stay for long, Wei Yuan could always find a way to let them stay for a few more days. Just like the last time the chess game reached 199 moves, if he could play one more move, it would be a new score.
Among the four purple qi harvested, two were obviously thick, and the other two were a little weak and dim. Wei Yuan couldn't tell which qi came from whom, so he left it alone for now.
After inspecting all the camps, Wei Yuan looked up at the sky and frowned. It should have been dark at this time in the past, but today it was still dark.
In the rich black color, there seems to be some huge danger brewing.
Everywhere in Qingming, people kept looking at the sky, and then the smiles on their faces gradually disappeared. Gradually, everyone discovered the abnormality in the world, and their eyes showed fear.
A huge iron curtain formed at some unknown time and is continuously extending in all directions, isolating the sun, moon and stars, and blocking the sight of monsters outside the sky, leaving only an increasingly dense darkness of despair to the world.
This is a change at the level of the avenue. Compared with the dark clouds covering the sun, the blood-stained sky is countless times higher. Although it is only a temporary change, this kind of method is no longer available to ordinary immortals.
Wei Yuan's mind moved, and bells, drums and horns sounded everywhere in Qingming. A large number of mortals who had just been preparing for training received orders and went to the designated fronts to prepare for the battle.
The Taichu Palace monks flew up one by one, flying in all directions in the darkness. Yu Zhizhuo directed the monks to rush carts of illumination bombs to various battlefields, and at the same time, they replaced the illumination warheads on the missiles on the spot, and they were busy until they took off.
At this time, the Wu clan has built the canal to a distance of 150 miles from Qingming. This distance can be reached by the army in an hour of rapid movement.
The scouts who went out to conduct reconnaissance reported back that the Witch Clan army had come out in full force and launched ten altars at the same time.
The Iron Curtain in the sky is still expanding, and the Wu Clan army on the earth is slowly approaching. It is almost absolute darkness between the sky and the earth, and only the eastern sky still shows some light.
In Ganzhou, the young man suddenly raised the hook, and the fishing line collapsed straight. He even raised the rod twice, but he still failed to fish the thing out of the water.
He didn't raise the pole for the third time, but a scene appeared in front of him.
A ten-year-old boy in simple clothes was practicing martial arts and was covered in sweat. Several people of the same age were practicing martial arts.
Boys and girls in gorgeous clothes came over and said mysteriously: "We found a treasure medicine that can increase the soul! We are going treasure hunting tonight. Do you want to come with us?"
The young man was reluctant at first, but after a while of coercion from a few people, he agreed.
The scene changed to dark night. Several teenagers were walking silently in the mountain forest. Suddenly, a cave appeared in front of them. At the entrance of the cave was the precious medicine. The simple young man slowly approached, and at the same time, he was wary of the naturally guarded monsters, but did not notice it.
Several other teenagers have disappeared.
Just when he successfully reached the entrance of the cave, the surrounding area was suddenly brightly illuminated by a strong spell, and the scenery changed. Instead of a barren mountain and wilderness, it was a carefully maintained medicine garden!
The picture suddenly became blurry, with torches flaring around, figures everywhere, and countless sounds mixed together.
"Why did he come to steal the elixir?"
"His family is so poor, what else can't he do?"
"It's a pity that such a good talent has to do this kind of thing————·
Silently, the young man saw his three companions in the crowd, one of whom was his best friend. At this moment, their eyes were full of excitement and pride.
As the young man was being escorted past them, a thin voice came: "Lu Changhe, don't blame me.
As long as you are here, I will never be able to become a direct disciple."
The scene is frozen, and only the last sentence echoes repeatedly.
The fishing boy sighed in his heart. This was the biggest temptation he faced that year and the first unforgettable memory in his life. That day buried all the innocence, friendship and sunshine of his childhood.
He suddenly put down the fishing rod and said to himself: "It seems that this fish is not for me to eat."
He dispersed the image, summoned his followers, and said: "Mobilize the second-line troops and deploy them all to the southern border to keep an eye on the Xu family. Just leave 40% of the troops in the north."
Follow the orders and leave.
The young man looked towards the direction of the Jin capital and said calmly: "You have more and more tricks here. That's all.
I’ll give you another chance and see what you can come up with.”
The time is slowly approaching noon, but Qingming is still in the middle of the night. At this time, there are lights everywhere, and there are several pea fire dragons on the ground, all the way to the front line.
Everyone's heart felt like a huge stone was pressing down on them. The changes in the movement of heaven and earth made the monks' magic power less stable.
The two Wu Clan armies, one on the left and the other on the right, set off for an hour first. After traveling a hundred miles, the Wu Clan's central army officially set off. They will arrive at Ding'an City in two hours. This time, the Wu Clan also dispatched a million troops.
The air came overwhelmingly.
However, the Qingming Realm has not yet returned to its original state, and half of Ding'an City is exposed outside the realm.
Chapter completed!