Chapter 352: Broken... Broken Sleeve
A cloud of air swayed around their feet, making the three of them look like they were in a picture.
"Crack!" A black piece fell, blocking a large piece of white pieces, and the man who was swinging the fan smiled proudly: "Emperor, accept, I will win this game."
The man opposite him seemed to be distracted. He was brought back to his senses by this sound. He glanced at the chessboard.
"Emperor, you seemed to be absent-minded just now, what are you thinking?" Brother Fan tapped the chessboard with the handle of the fan with a gossip expression on his face.
"What do you think?" The man known as the Emperor's Throne looked pale, continued to think about the chess path, and made another move.
"I see that you just used the technique of microscopic observation to see a place of red dust. What did you see?" Brother Fan is obviously observant.
He also gave birth. Anyway, he already had the chance to win, and he seemed more casual when he played chess again.
The woman watching the chess next to him was also looking at the Emperor Throne, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes: "Yeah, Emperor Throne, the place you opened just now looks like the capital of the Kingdom of the Sky, didn't you just come back from there? Is there anything strange in that country?"
She also took advantage of the opportunity to take a look just now. Apart from those buildings, she only saw a young man in green clothes...
"Guess what?" The Emperor obviously didn't want to say more.
"You're not looking at a little girl, are you? The peach blossoms on the throne are blooming?" Brother Fan closed the fan with a swipe.
"Brother Rong Yue, don't make random guesses. There were no women in the land of red dust just now, but there was a young man..." The woman retorted.
The man known as Brother Rong Yue looked at the silent emperor's seat, and said with surprise: "Isn't it? The person in the emperor's seat is actually a young man? Broken...broken sleeves?"
"Crack!" Bai Zi fell, and the emperor's calm voice sounded: "If you break your sleeves, this seat will not break your sleeves, you lose!"
Brother Rong Yue looked down, and he saw that the situation on the chessboard had turned sharply down, and the country on his side was lost, and there was no way to recover!
Brother Rong Yue: "..."
He watched with pain as the emperor slowly picked up the jasper gourd next to him and took another of his precious elixir away.
"Hey, this game doesn't count. It's you who cheated and deliberately sold off to attract my attention. It doesn't count, it doesn't count, return the elixir to me first." Brother Rong Yue stretched out his hand to the throne.
The emperor ignored him at all, just tapped the chessboard with his fingers: "Can you still play?"
"Go! Of course!" Brother Rong Yue said, "I have to win the elixir back!"
The corners of the emperor's lips were gently pulled, but they didn't make a decision, and the two played against each other again.
On the way down, the Emperor suddenly asked casually, "Tianlan, how much of your Tianfeng fruit do you have?"
"What are you doing?" Rong Yue Tianlan squinted at him: "When you come here this time, you have consumed most of the Tianfeng Fruit that I have accumulated for a hundred years! The power of the emperor's throne has also recovered, so you don't need to worry about the little ones. A fruit?"
The emperor tapped the chessboard and said only one sentence: "The fruit of the sky will be damaged if it is left for a long time."
"So the emperor came here to consume me so much, is it for my good? I'm afraid that I can't eat it myself, and I will spoil the waste?" Rong Yuetianlan gnashed his teeth a little.
"Tianlan, your IQ is much higher." The Emperor praised him.
The girl next to her looked at Rong Yue Tianlan's blackened handsome face and laughed: "The Emperor said that it is right, Tianlan, the three of us have always been indistinguishable from each other. Since your fruit is a good medicine for the recovery of the Emperor, how much do you contribute? It's okay, you can't eat it anyway."