"You lost again."
Gu Changge smiled and looked at the woman in the purple dress in front of him.
324 It's Beautiful to Think, At This Time, Ziyang Tianjun Wants To Kill You
Inside the main hall, the fragrance of tea is wafting, and the green smoke is lingering.
As Gu Changge's words fell, it seemed extremely quiet for a while.
Qing Shi stood beside Gu Changge, filling up the tea for him, his eyes fell from time to time to the purple-skirted woman in front of him, but he seemed peaceful and well-behaved.
The woman in the purple dress is in her twenties, and the veil that was originally used to cover her face has also been removed.
The pretty face is white, and it can be broken by playing bullets. She is beautiful, her lips and teeth are brilliant and her hair is black, and she has a kind of detached beauty.
But at this moment, the flower-like jade face was smeared with all kinds of black ink, black and white, which looked extraordinarily different.
Although a little embarrassed, but not lost.
If the arrogance of the outside world saw this scene, their eyes would not be widened, it would be unbelievable.
Then he was so angry that he could not wait to jump out to support justice for the goddess and wash away the shame.
Liu Ziyanyu was holding a son and was about to fall.
But she didn't want the sudden changes in the chess game, so she directly blocked her way of retreat, leaving no trace of vitality, leaving her stunned for a while, not knowing what to do.
In the end, she could only sigh in disappointment, "I lost again."
These days, every time she asks Gu Changge for chess skills, she always loses miserably
She considers herself to be highly skilled at chess, and no matter what kind of opponent she has encountered before, even a chess master who has been immersed in this game for hundreds or thousands of years, she is sure to compete and win.
But in front of Gu Changge, who is about the same age as her, she has repeatedly lost and never won.
No matter what, there is no way to find any life, and every escape route is calculated by Gu Changge.
Liu Ziyan couldn't believe all this at first, after all, a person's energy is always limited.
Gu Changge's cultivation base is so powerful, which shows that he spends a lot of time on cultivation.
But why is his chess skills equally superb? Liu Ziyan couldn't accept it even far beyond her who studied this way.
How can there be such a monster in this world.
Moreover, Gu Changge's way of playing chess is seamless and interlocking.
Even if he just played against him in the chess game, he couldn't help but feel heart palpitations.
This reminded Liu Ziyan of the scene she saw that day, taking the crowd as the chess and the heaven and the earth as the plan, although she is indeed beyond her ability to be so brave.
Of course, Liu Ziyan didn't know that her so-called chess master, Gu Changge.
It all depends on the system to add points. Before that, he didn't know any chess skills at all, and he just learned to add points now.
If it wasn't to deal with Liu Ziyan, he wouldn't bother to study chess.
"Yeah, Holy Maiden of Purple Mist, you lost again. I already gave you three sons in this chess game, but I didn't expect the result to be the same."
Hearing this, Gu Changge sighed helplessly, then smiled.
Then, he raised his wrist, unconsciously picked up the brush next to him, dipped it in ink, and planned to smear on the face of the beautiful woman in front of him.
Liu Ziyan bit her lip, her eyes fixed on him, "Young Master Changge won't you let me
"How many times have I let you, is it possible that the Holy Maiden of Purple Mist is trying to make a fool of herself?"
Gu Changge chuckled lightly.
Fengshen is like jade, immortal and divine bone.
Even if the things he's doing now are a bit hateful, it's hard to make women feel bad.
Hearing this, Liu Ziyan could only close her eyes resignedly, her long eyelashes trembled lightly, and Qian You Gu Changge stroked her face with a brush.
Who would have thought that she would even make a bet in order to ask Gu Changge to teach chess skills
Of course, this bet was proposed by Gu Changge, and Liu Ziyan didn't think there was anything wrong, but she was a little itchy at Gu Changge's bad taste.
"It will be soon."
Soon, Gu Changge stopped writing, his eyes were somewhat interested.
Liu Yan lowered her eyes and felt annoyed in her heart. She didn't even need to look at the bronze mirror to know that her face must be full of black ink.
For a woman who loves beauty, this is simply torture.
This kind of thing, apart from Gu Changge, it is estimated that no one can do it.