As soon as Lao Liu and Lin Zhao arrived at the entrance of the village, someone stopped them: "You two, stay! Senior sister, please go back and follow me!"

Lao Liu stopped and unfolded the folding fan in his hand. Although he had a smile on his face, there was murderous intent in his eyes.

Lin Zhao, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, took a step forward, reached out and grabbed the other person's throat and swung it outward. The sound of the neck bones being broken was heard, and the man's body was thrown two meters away by Lin Zhao.

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Lin Zhao looked at the disciples hiding in the distance with cold eyes: "I, the Liangjie Hall, are now starting to steal the gates with you. If you start to stir up trouble again, don't blame me for going back and destroying your Immortal Thief Gates. Get out of here!"

Lin Zhao stood at the entrance of the village for a long time and saw no one showing up, so he followed Old Liu away.

However, not long after they walked out, Lin Zhao became anxious: "Old Liu, are we really going to leave like this? Li Po won't be unhappy when he comes back, right?"

Old Liu chuckled and said, "Don't worry, someone will play chess for us."

"Who?" Lin Zhao suddenly reacted: "Reincarnation Division? What if they win?"

Old Liu shook his head and said: "They can't win. There are not more than three people in the world who can win this game of chess! These three people are not in the Reincarnation Department, and there are only nine people in the world who can take away the bloody chess pieces."

"It looks like there's going to be trouble on the boss' side!"

Lao Liu spoke and took out a mirror: "Qing Ming is still in the village. Let's see what's going on over there?"

At this time, the eighth son of the Pirate Immortal Sect had already received the news that Old Liu had left the village, and he stood there for a long time without saying a word.

Jiang Jiuyuan said anxiously: "Senior sister, let's go after them! If Liu Bao doesn't come back, no one will be able to play this game."

"I... let me think about it." It's not that the eighth son of the Pirate Immortal Sect doesn't want to chase Lao Liu, it's just that she doesn't know what price she will have to pay if she catches up with Lao Liu?

When the eighth son of the Pirate Immortal Sect was still in a dilemma, he suddenly heard someone say: "Isn't it just a game of chess? I'll do it!"

When Lao Ba and Jiang Jiuyuan turned around at the same time, the person who spoke had already walked out of the darkness.

Old Liu looked at the image in the mirror and said: "As expected, they are from the Reincarnation Department. The next step is for them to show their goodwill to the Thief Immortal Sect. Then, they will play chess with ghosts and gods for free in order to win people's hearts."

Sure enough, just like what Old Liu said, that man created the image of Yi Bo Yuntian with just a few words. He sat down on the chair safely, picked up a chess piece and pressed it against the chessboard.

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Lao Liu sneered: "He lost!"

Lin Zhao was shocked and said: "He just lost a piece, how did you know he lost?"

Old Liu laughed and said: "He doesn't understand ghosts and gods at all. Playing chess with ghosts and gods means risking your life. If he doesn't scare the ghosts and gods with his first chess piece, the opponent will kill people unscrupulously. His people won't last long, you watch.

Bar."

After the man walked a few steps, Old Liu frowned again: "Looking at the chess moves, he should be Yu Qingzhu's third disciple Jiang Chuanbing. Has he also sneaked into the Samsara Division?"

While Lao Liu was speaking, Jiang Chuanbing in front of the chessboard suddenly shrank his hands back as if he was electrocuted, and he almost stood up.

The shock on Jiang Chuanbing's face faded, and three black stones on the chessboard exploded in succession.

Even people who don't know how to play chess know that "losing three pieces at once" is already at a disadvantage, and it will be even more difficult to come back!

Jiang Chuanbing looked at the chessboard with a solemn face and said in a deep voice: "Come again!"

"Hey..." Lao Liu couldn't help but shook his head and said, "How long did I think he could hold on? Now, at least half of the people from the Immortal Thieves Sect and the Reincarnation Department don't have to come out."

Lao Liu explained before Lin Zhao could speak: "A chess piece is a life. Starting the game again means giving up all the pieces on the chessboard. This is the endgame. How many people do you think they will have to die?"

As soon as Old Liu finished speaking, the entire Yunyin Village had become foggy and steaming. When the clouds and mist mixed with human figures began to push from the entrance of the village in the direction of eight and a half rooms, the doors along the way opened one after another with explosions.

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A disciple of the Thief was dragged out of the house and dragged into the fog. When the fog drifted away, only a pool of human blood was left on the ground.

No one knows what those thieving disciples experienced in the fog. The only thing that is certain is that the clouds and fog rolled through the village like a sea of ​​clouds, harvesting their lives and taking away their bodies.

When the bloody mist approached the eight and a half rooms, it suddenly split into two and poured into the forest from both sides of the eight and a half rooms.

The moment the mist came close to the courtyard, everyone heard the sound of a body being dragged along the ground.

They couldn't see the scene outside. They couldn't help but hear the strange sounds of corpses rubbing against the ground, magical weapons colliding with the ground, and the sound of weapons scraping the ground.

At the same time, he was also telling them that the murdered disciples had no chance to resist.

Soon after, the rolling fog stopped at the entrance to the mountain, and corpses were hung on the treetops. Looking from the direction of eight and a half, you could only see dozens of pale faces hanging in the trees.
Chapter completed!