boom!

Gu Yuanyuan, who was in a daze, was awakened by the thunder, his body shook, and almost fell down. He quickly held the big tree beside him, and was so scared that he kept gasping for breath.

People were also shocked by the sudden thunder and looked into the sky, only to feel their cheeks wet, only to realize that the drizzle was falling.

Zhao Layue stared at Jing Jiu in the pavilion, her eyes clearly black and white, and her worries were clearly written.

Jing Jiu also started his first long-term exam.

The position of the white chess is seven or eleven, and it is a step. How should he deal with it?

The clouds in the sky are getting thicker, the mountains are getting darker, the wind is getting colder, and the raindrops are getting bigger.

For some reason, the formation of Qipanshan did not fully function.

The crowd dispersed slightly and quickly returned to its original state.

After all, people were reluctant to leave and looked into the pavilion again.

Jing Jiu looked at the chessboard and was pondering.

After the Tongyan fell down the white chess, she stood up again and walked to the side of the railing.

The skylight illuminated his tender face and was extremely confident.

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As time passes, the world becomes more gloomy.

Jing Jiu moved.

He picked up a chess piece and reached towards the board.

Whether it is the angle between the two fingers or the angle of the flexing arm, it is so perfect.

He learned all these details according to the introductory Go book in Haizhou City.

Perfection is inevitably a bit too square and boring, but it can ensure that no problems occur.

Just like the position where the black chess fell, it was just at the intersection of the two lines, without a trace of deviation.

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The black chess rested quietly on the board.

Three, nine.

The clouds rolled, and a lightning flashed in the horizon in the distance.

It was too far away, and thunder could not reach the mountains, but lightning could reach it.

Lightning illuminated the Qipan Mountain, and was reflected by the quiet black spot, becoming colder, like a sword light.

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He Jun raised his eyebrows and his cuffs trembled slightly.

Que Niang looked at the black spot and covered her chest, feeling very sad, as if she had been stabbed by someone.

Shangjilou groaned, his face pale, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corners of his lips.

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In the Sanqing Temple, Zenzi looked at the two chess pieces that had just fallen on the chessboard, and was silent for a long time, then raised his head and looked out the window.

Outside the window, there were dark clouds covering Qipan Mountain.

"It's too dangerous."

Zenzi shook his head and stopped moving to the chessboard, signaling the Taoist to make a move.

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At the top of the peak, feeling the changes in the aura of heaven and earth, the Duke of He changed his expression several times, and he returned to his solemn voice, saying in a low voice: "What do you say over the side of Your Majesty?"

A subordinate official lowered his head and said, "I just contacted the palace. His Majesty has just finished his temporary court meeting. I am ready to come here at this time."

He Guogong looked down the peak several times, frowned and said, "I hope this game of chess won't end so soon."

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Whether it is expected or unwilling, the first game of chess that the Meihui is paying attention to this year finally came to the second half, and the two sides began to fight.

Jing Jiu and Tongyan never had a long test again. Black and white chess were stable and even powerfully landed on the board one by one, making a crisp sound.

A crisp sound does not mean that it is pleasant to hear, and sometimes it can make people feel thrilling, like a sword slashing on a stone or a magic weapon bombarding an iron gate.

It seems that countless sword intents are born on the chessboard, and murderous intent lies across the world. Those who understand chess will find it difficult to breathe after a moment of perception.

Among the chess viewers outside the pavilion, Gu Yuanyuan's chess power was slightly weaker than He Jun and the other three, but it had reached a certain level.

Moreover, he has been following the sword saint in the northern snowfield over the years and has seen a truly dangerous and bloody battlefield, so his perception is stronger.

In his eyes, the black and white chess rotated at high speed and turned into soldiers in the snowfield and soldiers of the snow country all over the mountains.

The hard ice was crushed, the violent snow and wind were ignored, the horses were whistling, the wind was shaking, murderous intent was everywhere, and death was everywhere.

When he saw a ferocious-looking monster in the Snow Country pounced towards him, he could no longer bear it and fainted with a scream.

Que Niang and Shangjiou were in very bad condition. Their face was pale, bloody at the corners of their lips, and their bodies were shaking, as if they might faint at any time.

He Zhan walked to Qu Niang and Shangjiou and blocked their view.

If it's like most people outside the pavilion, it would be fine if they can't understand this game of chess.

The realm of the two of them is indeed very high, and they can understand a lot. They also want to keep up with Jing Jiu and Tongyan's thinking speed, and their mental loss is too great.

He had already given up on this game of chess when Jing Jiu and Tongyan were resting.

He looked at Jing Jiu and the boyish face in the pavilion, with a serious expression and was very worried.

If you want to understand this game of chess, you have to pay such a huge price. What kind of pressure does the person who plays this game have to bear?

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The chess game continued, and Jing Jiu and Tongyan were still as fast as before, but it gave people a feeling that the pace of the chess game was accelerating.

The wind in the mountains is getting colder and colder, or because the clouds in the sky are getting thicker and darker.

That is a sign of heavy rain.

The wild plums crushed to the ground were blown everywhere.

The clouds rolled and uneasy, as if a black dragon was roaring and developing its power. More lightning emerged from the depths of the dark clouds, showing its power to the heaven and earth.

The rain suddenly became dense and fell into the mountains.

The formation of Qipanshan finally produced a sense of induction, and an invisible force was released from the depths of the cliff rock, blocking most of the wind and rain outside.

The sky was filled with rain flowing along the invisible dome, twisting and blurring the scenery outside. This picture was very magical, but no one went to see it.

People were looking at the low pavilion.

The rain in the chessboard has become very small, falling on the chessboard, looking like countless crystal clear dewdrops, between the black and white chess pieces.

The chess game has entered its final stage - robbery.

What is robbed is the mystery of the changes in heaven and earth, and countless dangers are hidden in it.

The two of them were slightly wet, but they seemed to be unaware of it. They were still looking at the chessboard intently, extremely quiet.

The chess pieces kept falling on the chessboard, making a crisp sound of slap, followed by a rumbling thunder, which continued, and the mountains were moved by it.

The lightning that kept appearing illuminating their faces very clearly.

The facial skin of the childish face is extremely smooth, a little wet by the light rain, and it looks even more immature, like a baby, but her eyes are full of desire for victory and strong will.

Jing Jiu was still as calm as he had no change in his expression. Even the slightest tremor did not appear on his face, looking like a perfect white jade statue.

Others don’t think so, but Zhao Layue spent too long with him, and he could see his current mental state, his sleeves trembled slightly.

When Chengjian Conference, climbing the last peak of the gods or when facing Gu Han and crossing Nanshan last year when Qingshan was testing the sword, Jing Jiu was always so calm and casual.

Today is obviously different. Facing his childhood face, he showed unprecedented seriousness and concentration.

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The collision between the chess pieces and the throne of the thunder was so clear.
To be continued...