Chapter 4819?

Looking into the lonely boat, there is nothing else in the shape of one chessboard and two Danqing Taoist robes.

But Jian Wushuang didn't leave, but cupped his hands and said, "Old sir, thank you for your kindness, but we're on different paths, so we won't come forward to bother you."

"It doesn't matter, although the destination is different, we can move forward together during this time. The two old guys have not chatted with outsiders for a long time." The old man wearing the Danqing Taoist robe smiled, and then the chess piece between his fingers , falls on the chessboard.

In the face of these repeated invitations, Jian Wushuang was a little wary.

"It's better to save some energy to deal with the situation that may arise next, isn't it?"

After Lao Dao finished saying this, he stopped talking, but concentrated on playing chess with another Lao Dao.

Jian Wushuang, who was still vigilant at first, was relieved, and then fell into the lonely boat.

The amiable old Taoist was attentive, and he fought with another unsmiling old Taoist on the chessboard, and he didn't care about chatting with Jian Wushuang and the others.

"Sir, it's so beautiful here." Xi Qingchi was behind him and couldn't help but exclaimed softly.

But Jian Wushuang didn't talk to her. After he came to the lonely boat, his eyes were all on the chessboard.

This is a weird game.

There was not a single black stone on the entire chessboard, and the two old masters were all white stones.

Bai Zi kills each other, and half the game has passed.

He wondered, they were all white sons, how did the two old Taoists identify who was the enemy?

Could it be that they are all stinky chess baskets with poor chess skills, like the ancestor Fengtian who used to be in the Divine Power Universe?

Even though Jian Wushuang stinks more than Ancestor Feng Tian playing chess, he still doesn't know it, but carefully observes the chess game.

Soon, he was shocked.

Because he couldn't understand anything, the two sides stopped, and he couldn't even tell the difference between the enemy and me...

But Jian Wushuang has a clear mind. The chess skills of these two old Taoists can never be wild fox Zen like him, nor like Fengtian ancestors. After several Chaos eras, they only know how to block holes. They are not mediocre. But the real master.

Even if Jian Wushuang cannot distinguish the enemy and me of Bai Zi on both sides,

But he can see clearly the offensive of the two old ways.

The old-fashioned chess man with a seemingly kind-hearted face is as fierce as a top, and he likes to besiege, hug and eat.

And the old man who never spoke from the beginning to the end, who was unsmiling, instead, his chess was gentle, not impatient or impatient, and slowly figured it out.

Moreover, this chess game is only halfway through. When the unsmiling Lao Dao stopped, the kind old Dao was extremely annoyed.

"It shouldn't be, how could it be possible to lose?"

At this time, looking at a fresh cleaning pool, I couldn't help but say, "It's really strange. The chess should be one black and one white. How can you tell the difference with the same pieces?"

Hearing the words, the amiable old man relieved his original annoyed look, and turned to look at Xiqingchi, "You girl is also interesting, with a sincere and sincere personality, and a good seedling of cultivation."

"My chess pieces are not black and white, but only one color. That's because I'm waiting for a destined person to hold a black piece to try."

Xi Qing Chi pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Don't you have to prepare your own chess pieces to play chess with you?"

The amiable old man smiled and shook his head, no longer speaking, but turned around and messed up the full board, "Quick, another game, another game."

Another old man who had never spoken, finally spoke, "Come back? You have nothing to press on me, you know?"

"Come on, it's uncertain who will win and who will lose in this round, hurry up." The old gentleman put on his stance and started a new round of battle.

Jian Wushuang did not speak, staring at the new round of chess.

But soon, a similar scene was staged again, and the kind old man who was holding and killing the fierce was defeated again.

"It shouldn't be, why am I losing again." He scratched his head, his face worried.

There was a smug look on the face of the cold-faced old man, "Old man, you lost again, tell me what are you going to mortgage to me?"

The amiable old man looked sad, stretched out his hand and touched his body, and soon looked at Jian Wushuang as if asking for help, "Little friend, can you lend me something and mortgage it to that old thing, then the old man will pay it back in double."

"..."

Jian Wushuang opened his mouth and finally said, "What?"

"Anything is fine, for a good relationship." The amiable old man looked at him and said.

Since it can be anything, Jian Wushuang pondered for a moment, and then took out a strong aura pill from the ring.

"I beg your little friend to stretch out your hand and rub the pills for a or two." The amiable old man said with a smile.

Although it was a little weird, Jian Wushuang did as he did, and then handed him the rubbed pill.

The kind old man bowed and threw the pill to the cold noodle old man, "Get out of here."

Lengmian Laodao caught Dan Maru and shoved it into his arms, got up and moved out of the seat.

"Little friend, while we still have some time, how about we kill a game?" The old gentleman also got up and made a gesture of invitation to him.

Jian Wushuang, who was standing with his arms crossed, was a little stunned.

This kind of invitation is simply a public execution for a stinky chess basket like him, who can easily defeat even the ancestors of Fengtian.

"Uh, that guy is not good at chess, so he won't come forward to show his ugliness." Jian Wushuang sneered and waved his hands again and again.

The amiable Laodao smiled and said, "It's okay, the worst is to block the holes, and the Laodao can pick up the next two."

Under such invitations, Jian Wushuang could not refuse any more, so he could only bite the bullet and take the seat.

"Little friend, although this chess piece has only one color, it has its own changes. Only those in charge of chess can watch it." He smiled and pointed to the chess piece in the chess box.

Slowly spitting out a turbid breath, Jian Wushuang pressed his fingers into the chess box, took out a white stone, and then landed on the star position.

The white child has not changed at all, as white as jade.

The amiable and old-fashioned eyes have been closely watching the settled chess piece, but seeing no change, a touch of loneliness and disappointment flashed in the depths of his eyes.

But soon he returned to normal, and Zhizi and Jian Wushuang fought.

And this chess game with a predictable ending before it even started, naturally ended with Jian Wushuang's defeat a moment later.

"I lost." Jian Wushuang smiled helplessly.

"It's okay, little friend, if you practice diligently in the future, you will definitely be able to compete with me." The kind old Taoist Fu Xu smiled.

Jian Wushuang waved his hand, but did not speak. They met and walked together by chance, and it was very unlikely that they would see each other again after they left.

He Ai Laodao then said, "I owe my little friend something, and if we meet again in the future, I will definitely repay it double."

A pill, although it is a treasure, is no different from ordinary things to Jian Wushuang. It is really nothing, so he does not plan to take it back one day.