I Just Won’t Play by the Book Chapter 107: Female ghost buy 1 get 1 free
"Oh?"
Seeing the son Mo Xia landed in the mid-belly, Jiang Beiran put the white son he had just taken out of his hand back into the chess set, and he began to think seriously.
'Huh...huh...'
Looking at the way the senior was thinking hard, Mo Xia's breathing became quicker, and his fists were already clenched.
"Moxia."
"Yes!" Mo Xia immediately sat upright and replied.
"You are getting more and more superb, not bad."
The so-called embedding is a trick that is inferior in the setting stage. It seems clumsy, but contains tricks, traps, and seductive tricks.
Jiang Beiran knew that Mo Xia often wanted to use his mentality of underestimating the enemy to set up traps, but he said it once.
I thought he would give up this method, but he didn't expect him to use it better.
Hearing this compliment, Mo Xia didn't know whether he was happy or sad for a while.
If you are happy, you are praised by your brother, and what is sad is that since your brother praised his inlay, it means you have seen the game he set up.
Now.
‘As expected, brother...I don’t know how far he can see. ’
"Thirteenth of Seventeen, Song."
Jiang Beiran slapped the son out of his eyes with a "slap", covering Mo Xia's son Xu within his sphere of influence, making it impossible to continue to grow angry or escape.
"Awesome!"
Looking at this step, Mo Xia couldn't help crying out.
"It's you." Jiang Beiran raised his head and said.
"Yes!" Mo Xia quickly looked down at the chessboard.
‘Although the yoke of brother is indeed exquisite, I still have a silver lining. While thinking about it, Mo Xia took out a sunspot and fell down.
"Pop!"
After another twenty rounds of offensive and defensive rounds, Mo Xia, who was pressed by his seniors, was almost out of breath, but he was pretty sure that his formation was not chaotic yet. As long as he resisted this round of offensive, he Opportunity will appear!
After five difficult rounds, the opportunity Moxia was waiting for finally arrived!
‘That’s it! ’
Looking at the shining [Jishuo] on the chessboard, Mo Xia almost fell on the driftwood like a drowning man grabbing onto the driftwood.
But when Moxia was about to withdraw his hand, he found that the corners of the brother's mouth suddenly turned up slowly.
‘That’s it! ’
Mo Xia, who was immediately startled in a cold sweat, immediately understood why the brother laughed.
Because the step just now was the embedment of the brother.
"I...I gave in."
Mo Xia clenched his fists and lowered his head, trying hard to keep the tears from rolling in his eyes.
For more than a year, the brother is still so impeccable, he has to do his best to complete the hand, but the brother is like a child playing, and the backhand pushes himself away in a better way.
‘It’s too strong... why the brother can be so strong. ’”
"It was very good, you really did not live up to my expectations." Looking at Mo Xia, who was trembling slightly, Jiang Beiran poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.
Feeling the scent of tea coming to his face, Mo Xia lifted his hand to catch the teacup, and replied with a vibrato: "Thank you, brother!"
"More of this kind of unwillingness will make you progress faster, how about, do you want another game?"
"Yes!" Mo Xia replied firmly and forcefully, and at the same time quickly picked up the chessboard with both hands.
‘If this xinxing is used for cultivation, the child’s future is boundless. ’
It wasn't until the morning that Moxia left the brother's cabin in perseverance. It was called one step and three times to turn around. When he found that the brother did not intend to accompany him in the next game, he had to open the door and leave.
Looking at the door being closed by Mo Xia, Jiang Beiran couldn't help stretching and yawning.
'It's really scary to be born later.'
Mo Xia's chess skill is indeed rising very fast. Even if there is no teacher or opponent, his strength is still growing at an extremely alarming speed, so fast that even Jiang Beiran feels that he can't hold him anymore.
Yawning again, Jiang Beiran found that this night was indeed too exhausting. After all, mental competition is often more tiring than physical competition.
After swallowing a chewing pill, Jiang Beiran lay directly on the couch and began to fall asleep.
"Little girl film, are you really afraid of me!?"
"We are all ghosts, why should I be afraid of you."
"Okay, I'll give you one last chance. If you don't let me, I will eat you!"
"I'm already dead anyway, you can still make me die again, no! No! Just no!"
"Hahaha, little girl, I don’t think you have been dead for long. Whoever tells you that if you die, you can’t die again. If I eat you here, you will never have the chance to reincarnate. , If you know you are afraid, let me go!"
"No, I won't let it, I won't let you hurt my uncle!"
"You!"
……
Listening to the waves of quarrels that were higher than the waves, Jiang Beiran, who was sleeping, slowly opened his eyes, and saw two ghosts, one large and one small, floating in the air.
The large female ghost is a very classic image of a female ghost, fluttering in white clothes, fluttering black hair, a pair of bloodshot eyes and a mouth with two horns torn to the base of the ears.
The female ghost trumpet turned her back to Jiang Beiran, unable to see what she looked like.
At this time, the female ghost noticed that Jiang Beiran was awake, and she ignored the obstruction of the small female ghost, and immediately came to Jiang Beiran, staring at Jiang Beiran with scarlet eyes with a voice as if she was lying in Jiuyou Said.
"I hate it!"
"Hate what?" Jiang Beiran asked, scratching his messy hair.
"I..."
The female ghost was stunned. She had countless scares in her life. She had scared people directly to pass out, and she had also made people faint. One of the most satisfying times was that the person was scared and did not escape or escape. Fainted, but repeatedly kowtow, begging for mercy.
This is her favorite.
And when Jiang Beiran asked her back, she saw it for the first time.
‘Don’t you wake up yet? ’
The female ghost who made the guess controlled her eyes and left a line of blood and tears, and at the same time weirdly twisted her limbs, staring at Jiang Beiran in a terrifying posture with her body facing up and her limbs supporting the ground and shouting again: "I want to curse you! "
After listening to Jiang Beiran's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, he sat up and said: "Oh? You still curse, yes, some skills, come and come, even though I have done it, I haven't carried the ghost curse."
"You..."
The female ghost is stunned. She has been in the ghost world for decades, and has never seen such a card out of routine. In normal times, even those cultivators will be scared to pee by her. This one is so calm in front of me.
"Have you cursed it?"
Jiang Beiran asked when the female ghost was stunned.
Finding that the other party did not seem to be a normal person, the female ghost stopped frightening him, and uttered a harsh cry before rushing towards Jiang Beiran.
"Go back."
Just as the female ghost was about to get into Jiang Beiran's body, she suddenly felt a powerful mental force attack, and her phantom-like body was violently twisted, as if she was about to disappear.
"The king is forgiving, the king is forgiving!"
The female ghost who felt that she was about to die out repeatedly screamed.
At this time, another little girl ghost flew to Jiang Beiran and asked: "Good uncle, are you afraid of ghosts?"
‘Huh? How can this kid be so handsome? ’
Looking at the little girl's delicate face, Jiang Beiran asked: "Why is uncle afraid of ghosts?"
"Everyone is afraid, no one in this world is afraid of ghosts."
"If you are lucky, I met one today."
When talking with one person, one ghost, the female ghost was crawling out quietly, and the man in front of her couldn't help being scared, and she was so powerful that she didn't look like an individual.
"Did you let you go?"
As soon as Jiang Beiran spoke, the female ghost felt the sky and the earth spin again, as if someone knocked a bell in her mind, making her brain tremble.
The female ghost who knows she can’t go hastily turned around and kowtows her head again and again and said: "The little ones don’t dare, the little ones don’t dare. Your lord, you have a lot of them, so please forgive the little ghost. I promise you will never again. To harass you."
Ignoring the female ghost’s begging for mercy, Jiang Beiran looked at the other small female ghost and said: "Come on, tell uncle who you are and why are you here?"
"My name is Qingqing! I am seven years old this year! I followed all the way because I wanted to protect my uncle."
"Then why do you want to protect uncle?"
"I saw all the things you did at Lanruo Temple yesterday, uncle! My brother and I were killed by those big liars, so I am very happy to see the good uncle scream for us." Oh, by the way, I should thank my uncle. "
Qingqing bowed and said: "Thank you, uncle."
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"Oh?"
Seeing the son Mo Xia landed in the mid-belly, Jiang Beiran put the white son he had just taken out of his hand back into the chess set, and he began to think seriously.
'Huh...huh...'
Looking at the way the senior was thinking hard, Mo Xia's breathing became quicker, and his fists were already clenched.
"Moxia."
"Yes!" Mo Xia immediately sat upright and replied.
"You are getting more and more superb, not bad."
The so-called embedding is a trick that is inferior in the setting stage. It seems clumsy, but contains tricks, traps, and seductive tricks.
Jiang Beiran knew that Mo Xia often wanted to use his mentality of underestimating the enemy to set up traps, but he said it once.
I thought he would give up this method, but he didn't expect him to use it better.
Hearing this compliment, Mo Xia didn't know whether he was happy or sad for a while.
If you are happy, you are praised by your brother, and what is sad is that since your brother praised his inlay, it means you have seen the game he set up.
Now.
‘As expected, brother...I don’t know how far he can see. ’
"Thirteenth of Seventeen, Song."
Jiang Beiran slapped the son out of his eyes with a "slap", covering Mo Xia's son Xu within his sphere of influence, making it impossible to continue to grow angry or escape.
"Awesome!"
Looking at this step, Mo Xia couldn't help crying out.
"It's you." Jiang Beiran raised his head and said.
"Yes!" Mo Xia quickly looked down at the chessboard.
‘Although the yoke of brother is indeed exquisite, I still have a silver lining. While thinking about it, Mo Xia took out a sunspot and fell down.
"Pop!"
After another twenty rounds of offensive and defensive rounds, Mo Xia, who was pressed by his seniors, was almost out of breath, but he was pretty sure that his formation was not chaotic yet. As long as he resisted this round of offensive, he Opportunity will appear!
After five difficult rounds, the opportunity Moxia was waiting for finally arrived!
‘That’s it! ’
Looking at the shining [Jishuo] on the chessboard, Mo Xia almost fell on the driftwood like a drowning man grabbing onto the driftwood.
But when Moxia was about to withdraw his hand, he found that the corners of the brother's mouth suddenly turned up slowly.
‘That’s it! ’
Mo Xia, who was immediately startled in a cold sweat, immediately understood why the brother laughed.
Because the step just now was the embedment of the brother.
"I...I gave in."
Mo Xia clenched his fists and lowered his head, trying hard to keep the tears from rolling in his eyes.
For more than a year, the brother is still so impeccable, he has to do his best to complete the hand, but the brother is like a child playing, and the backhand pushes himself away in a better way.
‘It’s too strong... why the brother can be so strong. ’”
"It was very good, you really did not live up to my expectations." Looking at Mo Xia, who was trembling slightly, Jiang Beiran poured a cup of tea and handed it to him.
Feeling the scent of tea coming to his face, Mo Xia lifted his hand to catch the teacup, and replied with a vibrato: "Thank you, brother!"
"More of this kind of unwillingness will make you progress faster, how about, do you want another game?"
"Yes!" Mo Xia replied firmly and forcefully, and at the same time quickly picked up the chessboard with both hands.
‘If this xinxing is used for cultivation~IndoMTL.com~ this child might have an unlimited future. ’
It wasn't until the morning that Moxia left the brother's cabin in perseverance. It was called one step and three times to turn around. When he found that the brother did not intend to accompany him in the next game, he had to open the door and leave.
Looking at the door being closed by Mo Xia, Jiang Beiran couldn't help stretching and yawning.
‘It’s really scary to be born later.’
Mo Xia's chess skill is indeed rising very fast. Even if there is no teacher or opponent, his strength is still growing at an extremely alarming speed, so fast that Jiang Beiran feels that he can't hold him anymore.
Yawning again, Jiang Beiran found that the night was indeed too exhausting. After all, mental competition is often more tiring than physical competition.
Swallowing a chewing pill, Jiang Beiran lay directly on the couch and began to fall asleep.
"Little girl film, are you really afraid of me!?"
"We are all ghosts, why should I be afraid of you."
"Okay, I'll give you one last chance. If you don't let me, I will eat you!"
"I'm already dead anyway, you can still make me die again, no! No! Just no!"
"Hahaha, little girl, I don’t think you have been dead for long. Whoever tells you that if you die, you can’t die again. If I eat you here, you will never have the chance to reincarnate. , If you know you are afraid, let me go!"
"No, I won't let it, I won't let you hurt my uncle!"
"You!"
……
Listening to the waves of quarrels that were higher than the waves, Jiang Beiran, who was sleeping, slowly opened his eyes, and saw two ghosts, one large and one small, floating in the air.
The large female ghost is a very classic image of a female ghost, fluttering in white clothes, fluttering black hair, a pair of bloodshot eyes and a mouth with two horns torn to the base of the ears.