Supreme Lord

Bai Yue thought he understood the way Gu Qingfeng played chess.

He thought that the youngster had been using the white child to force the black child of Old Monster Jin to change, so as to use the change of Old Monster Jin to move the world again.

It was only after witnessing the fourth one with his own eyes that he realized it was not the case.

This youngster’s Baizi was not at all forced, not once, and every change was made voluntarily by Old Monster Jin, and Baiyue had been watching the chess from the side. He also felt that he should go this way. Repeated deductions, sure that it is not a trap, nor is it a trap, and it will not give the other side a chance.

Even several times Old Monster Jin deliberately gave up opportunities for change and deliberately disrupted the layout. Even so, he still lost.

The unfathomable mystery who still loses, even after losing, is still a bit embarrassing, I don’t know which step I took wrong.

Look carefully, there is no one step wrong, and I think each step is wrong.

This is really evil!

It’s simply evil and can’t be evil anymore.

Neither Old Monster Jin nor Bai Yue have seen such a weird situation.

And that youngster, from the beginning to the end, he sat there leisurely with his legs leaning on the pillars of the pavilion, holding a hip flask and drinking a little wine, with a smiling expression, very Calm, very calm.

No!

Not calm, nor calm.

It is very casual.

When playing chess, I don’t take it seriously, just like playing it casually. I didn’t take seriously at all, just as if I didn’t take Old Monster Jin in the eyes from the very beginning.

“Can you still play?”

Gu Qingfeng waved his hand, and put all the Spirit Treasure resources on the Old Monster Jin side into his pocket: “If you don’t play, then in this manner. , It’s not too early, go back and rest.”

Old Monster Jin has no capital to play anymore, and he dare not play anymore.

But this time he lost so much, he is really unwilling!

Three Profound Level High Grade Spirit Treasures, plus a bunch of Spirit Treasure resources, these are already most of his possessions, and he has accumulated over hundreds of years of hard work, some of which are still Almost let him lose his life, now it’s gone, all fell into the hands of this golden core cultivation base guy.

Old Monster Jin can be considered a person who has experienced winds and waves, but he can’t afford to lose most of his possessions once.

Seeing Gu Qingfeng getting up to leave, Old Monster Jin stood up and shouted: “Wait for the kid!”

“What’s the matter? You want to bet?” Gu Qingfeng looked up and down Old Monster Jin, and said: “You seem to have nothing to bet on, right?”

“Boy! How dare you look down on Lao Tzu? I don’t have it, it doesn’t mean that I don’t have it at home! Waiting here, I will go back and get it now.”

“Forget it, a small bet is happy, a big bet hurts you.” Gu Qingfeng said with a smile: “Besides, I won you so many, I’m sorry if I win, let’s go another day and have a chance to play again.”

Old Monster Jin swished past Gu Qingfeng and said: “No! Must bet!”

“If you bet again, you still lose.”

“You brat don’t be proud!”

The anger in Old Monster Jin’s heart, his angry old face is flushed, gnashing teeth Said: “I am not your opponent, it does not mean that other people in Wuseshan are not your opponents.”

“Oh? Are you from Wuseshan?”

“you brat motherfucker doesn’t even know I, your father is who?”

“I really don’t know.”

“Okay, boy, you have a kind, you wait here, I will go back and ask someone to gamble with you now!”

“The nine solitary old men of Wu Se Mountain, each of them possess unique knowledge, and there seems to be one who is proficient in chess. What is his name? Cang Song? is it possible that you are going to call him Senior over to gamble with me?”

Gu Qingfeng only knows the senior Mu of the nine solitary old men in Wose Mountain. As for the other eight, he has seen him before. But I have only seen it, but didn’t know it. As for the Cang Song who is proficient in chess, he has only seen it once or twice.

“My Master doesn’t have the heart to play chess with you as a kid.”

“Oh? You are the disciple of Cangsong? In this way, you are also Five Color Mountain Eighteen One of the swords? It’s disrespectful.” Gu Qingfeng laughed, and said: “Apart from the Cang Pine in the Five Colors Mountain, who else has the skill to beat?”

“Too much, you Just wait here!” After that, Old Monster Jin quickly left without looking back. When he left, he asked Bai Yue to look at Gu Qingfeng and must not let him run away.

Gu Qingfeng looked at the sky, it seemed that it was late at night.

I stretched my waist and sat back in the pavilion again, looking at Bai Yue who was opposite, looking at him with a strange look, Gu Qingfeng said with a smile: “I am not a little girl Well, you stare at me with this kind of eyes.”

Old Bai Yue blushed, and quickly coughed to hide his embarrassment, and said: “I’m reading the Primordial Sect Yuanshu, and I haven’t consulted Little Brother yet. ……”

In order to avoid unnecessary things, Gu Qingfeng only stated his surname Gu.

Generally speaking, this is a kind of impolite and disrespectful behavior, especially the other party is the Senior of Primordial Sect, and Baiyue, although he feels a little uncomfortable, he doesn’t have much to say. It was just a polite replied: “It turns out to be the ancient Young Master.”

……

It’s quiet at night.

The discipline of Wise Mountain has not rested, but is still busy with the blooming of Wise Flowers.

When the five-color flower blooms, the five-color Spiritual Veins under the five-color mountain will also change. In order to guard against the unexpected, the entire five-color mountain must be re-adjusted every year.

This year is even different.

In addition to debugging all the Formation, you have to help Wither Elder organize various scores.

This time is not only the five-color flower fair, but also the farewell ceremony of Withered Wood Elder. After this year, Withered Wood Elder will live in seclusion on the mountainside. From then on, I will ask nothing more. Providing the music scores collected throughout his life for everyone to share, is also considered to make some contributions to the northwestern music circle. After all, his Senior was once one of the very best music Grandmaster in the northwestern frontier.

At this moment.

In a garden on the Wise Mountain, two women are sorting out a box of old music scores for Elder.

One of the women, dressed in blue clothes, has a gentle, moving and quiet beauty. She is also beautiful and refined. She is the leader of the younger generation disciple in Wise Mountain, Qingxi.

There is also a woman who looks 17-18 years old. She looks a little cute. It is her Little Junior Sister, Qinglian.

The two are carefully sorting out the scores.

Some of these scores are old, some are incomplete, and most of them have to be copied again. Fortunately, after so many days, it is almost busy.

“Senior Sister, you said, will Imperial Tutor Senior really live in seclusion in the future?”

Clear nodded.

“Will we still see Uncle Imperial Tutor in the future?”

“silly girl, Uncle Imperial Tutor just stays in seclusion but not leaves. Seclusion is just no longer paid attention to the outside It’s just a mundane matter.”

“Ah…Will Imperial Tutor still take care of our Wuseshan things?”

“Perhaps.”