The sky is full of thunder, thousands of horses hiss in the fog, and thousands of troops roar, always showing the tragedy of this battle. WwW. qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo. cOm
It's been a month, but it's not finished yet.
Meng Rongrong stared at the small lake shrouded in white mist with a gloomy expression.
"Yan Chuan!" An irritability flashed in Meng Rongrong's eyes.
"Miss, in fact, don't worry, Yan Chuan can't fight Miss, and Yi Feng is not a fool, how could he give up the chance of longevity?"
"Yes, Miss, how could Yi Feng be persuaded by just a game of chess?"
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The students of Julu Academy continued to comfort Meng Rongrong.
Meng Rongrong exhaled for a long time. Then, with a wry smile, he said, "Originally, I thought so too, but for some reason, I always feel a bad feeling. It seems that the more this game of chess is played, the higher Yan Chuan's chips are!"
"Ah? Impossible, this kind of chess power, our great scholars at Julu Academy should be able to do it!" Chang Qing frowned.
"Did you see the cloud chess mirrored in the sky?" Meng Rongrong said solemnly.
"I saw it, but what?"
"The rhythm of Yi Feng's chess is getting smoother!" Meng Rongrong said solemnly.
"Rhythm? Smooth?"
"I like this game of chess more and more!" Meng Rongrong said solemnly.
"what?"
"But, that's just a game of chess, and it doesn't explain anything!" Chang Qing frowned.
"I hope!" Meng Rongrong took a deep breath.
"Miss, in fact, you don't need to care so much. Yi Fengruo really doesn't want to enter my Julu Academy because he has no luck!" Changqing persuaded.
"No, it's not just Yifeng's problem, but also Yan Chuan. I am Meng Rongrong. How can I lose to Yan Chuan? How can I lose to a mortal? In my presence, can I take away the person I want? No!" Meng Rongrong said solemnly.
It is not only about self-esteem, but also about previous self-confidence! Meng Rongrong cannot be defeated!
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Yenching.
A large restaurant with a very elegant courtyard for rent behind the restaurant.
In the courtyard, there are eight Taoist priests sitting at this moment, the first one is the Jiu Jiansheng of Dahe Sect.
Jiu Jiansheng looked at the other seven: "Brothers, I have troubled you all this time!"
"Senior brother is polite, as long as you speak, I will naturally go all out!" one of the Taoist priests laughed.
"Besides, the son of the previous head, I also want to see how it is now!" said another Taoist priest.
"Yes, it's a pity what happened back then, otherwise Yan Chuan would not be in the mortal world in the past few years, but the young master of my Dahe Sect!"
"However, I didn't expect that Yan Chuan would play chess with such a reputation soon after returning to Yanjing? Haha!"
"That's not even counted. With a mortal body, Dan Qingzi actually suffered such a big loss!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
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A group of brothers talked and laughed.
"Dan Qingzi is a big disciple of King Muye. He used to look aloof and would be insulted by Yan Chuan. I heard that I was entangled with seven or eight friends this time. Chuan!" said Jiu Jiansheng.
"Senior brother, don't worry, Yan Tao, the head of the previous generation, took good care of me. The head was harmed by an adulterer. How can you allow others to insult his son?" A Taoist priest solemnly said.
"Yes, although some people in the clan hate Yan Tao, but I wait for the grievances and grievances to be clear, and I will definitely protect Yanchuan into the clan safely!" said another person.