Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4819: Yunyun Taoist
Looking into the solitary boat, there is no one else in the shape of a chess board and two Danqing robes.
But Jian Wushuang did not leave, but arched his hands. "Old gentleman, thank you for your kindness, just because we are on a different path, we will not step forward and disturb."
"It's okay, although the end point is different, but during this time, we can move forward together, and our two old guys haven't spent time with outsiders in a long time." The old man in the Danqing robe smiled and pointed his finger. The pieces in between fell on the board.
In the face of this repeated invitation, Jian Wushuang was rather vigilant.
"There is a boat crossing, so I can save some energy, to deal with what may happen next, isn't it?"
Lao Dao stopped speaking after saying this sentence, but instead dedicated himself to playing chess with another Lao Dao.
Jian Wushuang, who was still vigilant, was relieved, and his body fell into a lone boat.
The amiable and devoted person is committed to killing the general with another unsmiling old man on the chessboard, and he can’t help chatting with Jian Wushuang and others.
"Sir, this place is so beautiful." Xiqing Chi was behind him, and could not help but exclaim in soft voice.
But Jian Wushuang did not talk to her. After coming to the lone boat from his figure, his eyes were all placed on the chessboard.
This is a strange game.
There is no black spot on the entire board, and these two masters are all white.
Baizi killed each other, it's been half the game.
He wondered, they were all white, how did the two masters identify who was the enemy?
Are they like the ancestors of Feng Tian, who used to be a magical universe, and they are all stinky chess baskets with poor chess skills?
Even though Sword Warriors is worse than Feng Tianzu's playing chess, he never knew it, but he carefully observed the game.
Soon, he was shocked.
Because he can’t understand anything, the two sides have stopped, he can’t even tell the enemy...
But Jian Wushuang’s heart is clear, and these two old-fashioned chess skills can never be the wild fox like him, nor like Feng Tian’s ancestors. Mediocre, but a real master.
Although Jian Wushuang can't tell the enemy of both sides of Bai Zi, he can clearly see the offensive of Liang Lao Tao.
The old-fashioned old-fashioned chess seems to be fierce like a top, and he likes to siege and eat.
And the old man who has not spoken from beginning to end and is unsmiling, but on the contrary, has a gentle attitude, and is not anxious.
Also, this game is only over halfway. When the unsmiling old man stopped, the sympathetic old man was immediately annoyed.
"It shouldn't be, how could it be lost?"
At this time, looking at a freshly cleaned pool, I still couldn't help but say, "It's really strange, the chess should be black and white, how can you tell the same chess pieces?"
A good old rumor said that the originally annoyed expression also soothed, and turned to look at the Xiqing Pond, "Your girl doll is also interesting, sincere and sincere, and is a good seedling to practice."
"I have no black and white chess pieces, only one color, that's because I'm waiting for a good person to play a black piece to try."
Xi Qingchi pursed his lips and smiled, "Don't you play chess with you, you still have to bring your own pieces."
The amiable old man smiled and shook his head, no longer talking, but turned around and shuffled the full set of chess pieces, "Quickly, another game, another game."
An old expert who hasn’t spoken yet, has finally spoken, "Come on? You have nothing to press me, you know?"
"Let's come, this game may not be who wins or loses, and seize the time." The sympathetic posture set the stage and opened a new round of battle.
Jian Wushuang did not speak, staring at the new round of chess.
But soon, a similar situation was staged again, and the murderous and kind old man was killed again.
"Shouldn't be, why did I lose again." He scratched his head, looking worried.
Small pride appeared on the cold face of Lao Dao, "Old things, you lost again, say what are you going to mortgage to me?"
The amiable Dao looked sorrowful, stretched his hand to touch him, and quickly looked to Jian Mushuang for help, "Xiaoyou, can you lend me the same thing and mortgage it to that old thing, then the old man will double Repay."
"..."
Jian Wushuang opened his mouth and finally said, "What is it?"
"Anything is fine, make a good connection." The gentleman looked at him.
Since it was everything, Jian Wushuang thought about it for a moment, and took out a full-bodied pill from Najie.
"I would like to ask you to reach out and rub Dan Pill for one or two." He Lao said with a smile.
Although weird, Jian Wushuang did the same, and then handed him the pill that had been rubbed by hand.
A kind gentleman, hurled Natanmaru to cold noodles gentleman, "Quick get fucked."
Cold noodles took Dan Maru into his arms and got up and gave up their seats.
"Xiaoyou, how about let's kill a game while there is still some time?" The gentleman also got up and put a pose on him.
Sword Musou, standing aside with arms folded, was a little stunned.
This kind of invitation is a public sentence for him, a stupid chess basket that can be easily defeated by the ancestors.
"Uh, that one is not good at playing chess, but he still doesn't step forward to show his ugliness." Jian Wushuang accosted a smile and waved his hands again and again.
The amiable Lao said with a smile, "It’s okay, the worst is just to block the eyes. Lao can take the next two."
Under these invitations, Jian Wushuang is not easy to quit anymore, so he can only sit on his head.
"Xiaoyou, although this piece has only one color, but it has its own changes, only the player can see it." He smiled and pointed at the piece in the chessboard.
Slowly spit out a breath, Jian Wushuang pressed his finger into the chessboard, ingested a white piece, and then fell on the star position.
There is no change in Baizi, as white as jade.
The sympathetic gaze kept watching the settled chess piece tightly, but there was no change, and there was a touch of loneliness and disappointment in the depths of my eyes.
But soon he returned to business as usual, and Shizi and Jianwushuang fought together.
And this game, which can be predicted before the end of the game, naturally ended a moment later with the defeat of the sword.
"I lost." Jian Mushuang smiled helplessly.
"Why don't you, little friends, work hard in the future, and you will be able to wait for me to compete with each other." Awakening Fusu smiled.
Jian Wushuang waved his hand and did not speak. They met and walked by this accidental occasion. After they left, they wanted to meet again.
The sympathetic old man said right afterwards, "I owe something to my little friend. If I see each other again in the future, I will repay it twice."
A pill, although it is a treasure, is no different from ordinary things for Jian Wushuang, it is nothing, so he does not intend to take it back one day.