Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 352: Broken … broken sleeves

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A cloud of air swelled around their feet, so that the three men were drawing.

"Pop!" A blackspot fell and blocked a large piece of white chess piece. The man shaking the fan smiled proudly: "Emperor, transferee, I will win this game."

The man across from him seemed to be a bit distracted. He was pulled back by his voice and glanced at the chessboard. The blacks were strong and the whites were weak. The situation was really bad for him.

"Emperor, you just seem to be absent-minded, what do you think?" Brother Fanzi knocked on the chessboard with a fan handle, with a gossip expression on his face.

"What do you say?" The man who was called the throne looked pale, continued to think about the chess path, and lay another son at his disposal.

"Look, you seem to have used the technique of micro-viewing to see a red dusty place. What did you see?" Obviously, the fan brother is also an observant.

He also gave birth. Anyway, he already has a chance to win, and he seems more casual to play chess again.

The woman watching chess next to her is also looking at the throne, and there is a hint of curiosity in her pupils: "Yeah, throne, the place you opened just now looks like the capital of the sky, you are not just there Not long back? What is weird in Murfina? "

She also took a look just now, except for those buildings, she only saw a young boy in Tsing Yi ...

"Guess?" The throne obviously didn't want to say more.

"Aren't you looking at a little girl? The Peach Blossom of the Throne is blooming?" The fan brother closed the folding fan with a brush.

"Brother Rongyue, don't make random guesses. There weren't many women in the red dust just now, but there was a teenager ..." the woman retorted.

The man known as Brother Rongyue looked at the imperial throne, showing his face surprised: "No? Is he actually a teenager in the throne? Broken ... broken sleeve?"

"Pop!" Bai Zi fell, and the light voice of the emperor sounded: "You will not break your sleeve if you break the sleeve, you lose!"

Brother Rong Yue looked down, and sure enough, he saw that the situation on the chessboard had turned down sharply, and he lost ground on his own side, and he was lack of skills!

Brother Rong Yue: "..."

He looked painfully at the throne slowly and picked up the jasper gourd next to him, and took away his baby Xiandan again.

"Hey, this game is not counted, you are cheating. You deliberately sold off the trick to attract my attention. No, it doesn't count, return the elixir to me first." Brother Rongyue reached out to the throne.

The Emperor ignored him at all, but just tapped the chessboard with his fingers: "Can't you play?"

"Next! Of course!" Brother Rongyue said, "I have to win the elixir again!"

The emperor's lip corner was pulled slightly. If not, the two played again.

At the middle of the journey, the Emperor suddenly asked casually, "Tianlan, how many more heavenly wind fruit are you?"

"What?" Rongyue Tianlan looked at him obliquely: "This time you come, I have accumulated more than half of the sky wind fruit that you have accumulated for 100 years! The power of the throne has also recovered, so you do n’t need to remember anymore How many fruits are there? "

The emperor tapped the chessboard, and only said, "The sky wind fruit will break for a long time."

"So the emperor came here to consume me so much, is it for me? I'm afraid I can't eat it myself, and ruined the violent thing?" Rongyue Tianlan had a bit of teeth.

"Tianlan, you have a higher IQ." The emperor praised him.

The girl next to him looked at Rong Yuetian Lan's dark and handsome face and laughed out: "The Throne is right, Tian Lan, the three of us have always distinguished each other. Since your fruit is a good medicine for the recovery of the Throne , It ’s okay to contribute a few, you ca n’t eat anyway. ”