Chapter 692 Lost?

? In such a short time, Gu Qingfeng still produced eleven flying swords like rubbish, and all of them were Xuan-level high-grade flying swords.

In the venue, Jin Zhong, Bai Yue, Qing Xi, and Qing Lian all looked at Gu Qingfeng as if they were looking at ghosts and gods.

It's not that they have never seen so many high-grade flying swords, but it's really incredible that a guy with a golden elixir cultivation level took out a flying sword that was at the eleventh or eighth level.

"You kid...where did you get so many high-grade Xuan-level flying swords?"

"Didn't I tell you? I picked it up in the cave."

Picked it up?

is it possible?

Even if this kid is unlucky enough to accidentally stumble into an ancient cave, it would still be acceptable to pick up a handful or two, and this is eleven. Judging from this kid’s tone, his storage bag It seems there's more to it than that.

What kind of cave can have so many flying swords?

Why have I never met him before?

Moreover, the ancient caves are full of traps. This kid only has a golden elixir cultivation level. Whether he can enter is still unknown. Even if he follows other masters in, it won't be his turn to pick up the flying sword!

None of the four people knew the origin of the flying sword, they just felt it was strange.

"Eleven Xuan-level high-grade flying swords, plus the three I won from you, plus these messy things, I bet you that one of your own Xuan-level top-grade flying swords is more than enough, right?"

Although Jin Zhong didn't want to, he had to admit that so many high-grade Xuan-level flying swords were too much to bet on his own top-grade flying swords.

"In that case, let's come."

Looking at Gu Qingfeng's indifferent look, he was still sitting there lying on his back, drinking a small drink leisurely, as if he was betting not on a dozen Xuan-level high-grade flying swords, but on some broken copper and iron, as if Winning or losing didn't matter at all. Perhaps it should be said that he didn't take Qingxi seriously at all.

This made Jin Zhong, who had full confidence in Qingxi, murmur a little. He wanted to remind Qingxi, but he still didn't say the words.

He is an old gambler, so he naturally knows very well that at times like this, he should not be under pressure, otherwise it will affect his performance.

Just pray silently in your heart.

My niece, this is my uncle’s natal treasure. You must be cautious when playing chess. If you lose, my uncle’s work for hundreds of years will have been in vain. You must not lose! Absolutely not!

While he was praying, Qingxi said: "Uncle Master, is the bet too big?"

Jin Zhong's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface he still acted indifferent and said: "Master niece, just bet with confidence, don't feel any psychological pressure, just perform at your usual level."

"But what if you lose...that is your magic weapon."

If possible, Qingxi would like to replace her uncle's natal magic weapon with something else, but the key point is that all the magic weapons on her body combined are not worth a top-grade Xuan-level magic weapon.

"Master's niece, Master, I have confidence in you."

Yes!

Have confidence.

Otherwise, Jin Zhong would not put pressure on his own life. When he thought about it, when he was twelve years old, his niece played chess against two reincarnated powerful men at the same time and won. This kid's chess skills No matter how high he is, he will never be able to beat his niece.

"All right."

Qingxi sat on the chair and said, "Master Gu, please."

Next to him, Bai Yue remained silent. He was very much looking forward to the game between Gu Qingfeng and Qingxi, because he knew that Qingxi had extraordinary talent in chess. At the age of eight, he defeated Wuseshan, who is known as a chess player. Dao Zun Cangsong, one of the Nine Masters, defeated two reincarnated masters at the same time when he was twelve years old. In the following years, many reincarnated masters heard the news and came to Qingxi to play chess. , the results are without exception, and no one has won so far.

This time Gu Qingfeng used black seeds, while Qingxi used white seeds.

Since the start of the game between the two, Jin Zhong has become nervous. Although he has absolute confidence in Qingxi, he is still worried in his heart. After all, he has put all the magic weapons on his life. He does not dare to think about what will happen to him in the future if he loses. How to live.

Especially as the two of them played more and more chess pieces, Jin Zhong became more and more nervous, and his nervous palms were sweaty.

It wasn't originally like this.

However, the casual and leisurely expression of the guy opposite made Jin Zhong feel very unsure. He just sat like that, drinking a small drink, with a faint smile on his lips, without even looking at the chessboard, and his eyes would come from time to time. He looked at himself and then at Qingxi, shaking his head and sighing from time to time, as if he was just watching the fun, especially when it was his turn to play chess, he didn't even hesitate, he played neatly and directly Hold the sunspot and fall down.

On the other hand, Qingxi's expression became more serious as she looked down, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and she held the white child in her hand, but she didn't put it down. She didn't know why she was hesitating.

What's even weirder is that from the chess game, it's clear that Qingxi has the upper hand, and that kid has the upper hand. Why does this kid play chess without any hesitation, but Qing Xi, who has the upper hand, becomes more and more hesitant as he plays chess.

Time passed bit by bit, and Qingxi's delicate hands still held a chess piece stagnant in the air, unable to fall for a long time. She raised her head and took a deep look at Gu Qingfeng, her little mouth opened and closed slightly, wanting to say something. He stopped, and there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes. There was also a hint of dissatisfaction and a hint of guilt in the unwillingness.

At this time, Jin Zhong's forehead was covered with sweat. He wiped it with his sleeve. He couldn't help it anymore and said in a deep voice: "My niece... From the chess game, you have the upper hand. Why don't you make a move? Just beat this kid quickly."

"I..."

Qingxi looked embarrassed, looked up at Gu Qingfeng again, and finally put the white piece in his hand back.

Yes.

Put it back, not on the chessboard, but back into the chess pot.

"Junior niece, what are you doing? Why are you putting it back?"

"Uncle Master... I'm sorry... I... I've already lost."

Qingxi's voice was not loud, or rather very soft. However, it sounded like a bolt of lightning in Jin Zhong's ears, which made his mind go blank and he couldn't even stand steadily. He shook his head fiercely, and his old face was so sad that he cried, saying, "Lost? Niece Master, you can't joke like that. Uncle Master is old and can't stand such jokes from you."

"Uncle Master... I'm not kidding, I... I really lost."

"This... this... this..."

Jin Zhong's face was pale, he stared, pointed at the chessboard, and said, "This is impossible! How can you lose when you have the upper hand now?"

"Already lost. "

"Impossible!" Jin Zhong picked up a white piece and put it on the chessboard, saying, "You can play here."

"If you play here, his black piece will definitely be placed here, and he can use my twenty-one changes to change the world."

"If not, then you can play here!"

Qingxi shook his head and said, "If you play here, he can use my sixteen changes, first achieve Xunxiaduan, then Qian for the king, Kun for the crowd, and also change the world."

"Then play here!"

"No, playing here will help him change the four-nine, one change is Zhen for thunder, two changes are Xun for wind, three changes are Kan for water, four changes are Li for fire, until the world changes..."

"Then... play here!"

Qingxi shook his head with tears in his eyes and said, "No, the whole chess game is full of traps and snares set by him. No matter which step I take, he can change the world..." (To be continued.)