Hai Haoyuan taught Hu Wuren the rules of chess.

The latter listened to it and knew it.

Alas ~

Another person will be tortured.

Hai Haoyuan shook his head, his heart full of sympathy.

A new game begins.

Xuanyuan Juanshan and Hu Wuren sat against each other to play chess.

Chess pieces kept moving around the board, like two armies fighting.

"When I meet the opponent, I will naturally spare no effort!"

Xuanyuan Juanshan said with relief.

Hu Wuren was silent and nodded slightly. He moved forward calmly.

After a moment...

Ouch hey!

I'm about to be the leader of the army!

No, you can't be a general. Wouldn't this make it too obvious?

But……

I didn’t need many opportunities, and it was so uncomfortable to see them!

...

Hai Haoyuan was so anxious that his face chuckled.

He was in a hurry.

Hu Wuren seemed to be not a normal person in his mentality, so he just walked around in circles without attacking.

Xuanyuan Juanshan smiled and said, "The chess are like a battlefield, Xiao Hu, you are a little cunning."

Hu Wuren said calmly: "It's just a tactic of mediation."

Xuanyuan Juanshan: "Oh, you still look at my age, so you deliberately give in to each other?"

Hu Wuren: "It seems that my purpose to be tempted to give in or not is not my search for you."

Xuanyuan Juanshan: "Oh, my brother finally revealed his fox's tail! No wonder he doesn't come on weekdays, but today he is a rare guest! Tell me, what do you want to squeeze me again?"

Hu Wuren had no choice but to say: "Brother said this to me, I am unkind and righteous. Gods invaded, and now all the nine realms are ignited, and the northern border seems to be restless."

Xuanyuan Juanshan smiled: "Brother is here to remind me?"

Hu Wuren: "At present, the Divine Army is concentrated in the Shanhai Continent. The first heaven where I am can still protect myself. I heard that you are in the northern border, so I came to visit you."

Xuanyuan Juanshan: "It's rare to give up your City Lord Chu to find me. That guy is very literary and artistic, but I am a bad old man who only knows how to bask in the sun all day long, and I can't compare."

"No, you can also play chess."

Hai Haoyuan, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but say something.

Xuanyuan Juanshan glared over.

Hai Haoyuan swallowed his saliva and pretended that nothing happened.

Hu Wuren chuckled.

Because the topic led to Chu Qingtong, he slightly divided his mind, which made Xuanyuan Juanshan seize the opportunity and immediately swallowed up.

"The horse has lost its hooves~"

Xuanyuan Juanshan joked that he was as happy as a three thousand-year-old child.

Hu Wuren: "Only by giving up can you gain, and aborted son can be abandoned."

As he said that, he raised his hand and fell down a son.

"Oh, don't move!

"I have no regrets when I make a move!"

Xuanyuan Juanshan suddenly stood up and yelled excitedly.

He was so excited that his face was flushed. He looked at the wrong soldiers in the former and flew in a shot and killed the soldiers.

"The chess game is like life. If you make a mistake, you will lose everything."

Xuanyuan Juanshan sat down with satisfaction.

Hu Wuren:...

This guy is still the same as he was a few decades ago, an old naughty boy.

Shake his head.

He picked up the "soldier" in his hand, and he used it from beginning to end, and was almost advancing to the end of the opponent's chessboard.

"This son, until the end, has no way out.

"I lost."

Hu Wuren took the initiative to admit defeat.

Hai Haoyuan was anxious: "Master, you have just been eaten! The leader..."

The head of the sect is almost a bare-headed person...

Xuanyuan Juanshan's eyes were deep, and he suddenly laughed and said, "This son must be kept! It's me who lost!"

Hu Wuren sighed.

Hai Haoyuan looked confused. Is this a dialogue between the strong? It’s so profound that it’s really not something that we and other mortals can understand.

That son was actually Hu Wuren's determination to deal with the Divine Army!

Xuanyuan Jueshan stood up.

He walked towards the main hall house in silence.

Hu Wuren sat quietly.

Hai Haoyuan was puzzled: "Oh, Master of the Sect..."

He suddenly wondered if he was a normal person. Why were the language, movements and expressions of these two people so strange!

After a moment...

Xuanyuan Juanshan walked over with a long box, looking excited.

The long box, three feet square, with red paint and gold patterns.

Open it and a knife lies inside!

A three-foot majestic edge, a simple and unpretentious scabbard, and a black tassel fell on the hilt of the knife!

Xuanyuan Juanshan drew his sword and unsheathed it.

A violent red light passed by, the world was turbulent, and cracks appeared in the void!

"Danqiu sword is still old and is getting stronger!"

In Xuanyuan's vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the mountain, the glory of the sword is still old.

A heavy drink.

He is radiant and stunning!

This knife is called Danqiu!

Hai Haoyuan sighed, "So this is the real leader? Such mighty words make me feel as if I were to see the style of the God of War back then!"

Hu Wuren smiled and said, "Danqiu famous weapon, the God of War holds a knife, and he will definitely kill those divine troops to go back to the sky!"

…………

A black wave in full swing appeared in a forest in the north.

They have a low-key atmosphere.

However, no matter how they hide it, they cannot hide their innate spirit of gods.

Eastern Shenjun!

Under the majestic old banyan forest.

There was a man standing quietly looking north.

The ink-colored imperial wardrobe fluttered slightly, his handsome face was calm and unhappy.

Murong Jingyu!

Beside him, leaning against the big tree, sitting or standing were Lu Cun and Wenqu.
To be continued...