As soon as they arrived at Leigu Mountain, they found that there were many people from the world gathering around them. Many of them were watching the fun.

Su Xinghe glanced at the heroes who came to crack the Zhenlong chess game, and was quite satisfied. The master attached great importance to his appearance. These heroes looked pretty good.

When he looked down at the chessboard, he was dazed, a group of Shaolin monks also came, and the leader was Xuannan, the first Damo Academy.

"Amitabha, when we heard that Mr. Congbian had set up a Zhenlong chess game here, I brought a group of disciples to join in the fun." Xuannan said to Su Xinghe.

It is said that Mr. Congbian is deaf and dumb, but he didn't expect Su Xinghe to speak, "It's an honor for the master to come."

Everyone was surprised to see him suddenly speaking.

It is hard to guess that this person suddenly stopped pretending to be deaf and dumb, and he was afraid that he would understand his own thoughts today.

After waiting for a long time, Su Xinghe could not see Ding Chunqiu.

He frowned and thought, why didn't the evil thief come when he heard that he was playing the Zhenlong chess game here?

He thought to start first while the evil thief didn't come. If someone really could crack the game, it would be considered as fulfilling the master's wish.

Duan Yu looked at the chess game and couldn't help but become obsessed.

He is good at playing chess, and he is even more interested in seeing such a chess game.

"Mr. Su, can I give it a try?" Duan Yu asked as he looked at the chessboard.

"It's all right!" Su Xinghe stroked his beard gently, and the young man's appearance was worthy of my Xiaoyao Sect.

After hearing him say this, Duan Yu took a white piece and landed on the chessboard.

Su Xinghe nodded in praise, and his chess skills were good. But if he wanted to break the situation like this, it was really not enough.

After the two of them had more than ten words, Duan Yu smiled and said, "Mr. Su, I lost."

He didn't care about winning or losing, and even if he lost, he didn't feel any loss. He retreated to Wang Yuyan with a smile.

"Cousin?" Wang Yuyan looked in the distance excitedly.

Murong Fu, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked slowly with the four great men.

After Duan Yu lost, Su Xinghe's disciple Fan Bailing was also a chess nerd, and he stared at the chessboard blankly.

"Master, can I give it a try?"

"Of course, if you can break the deadlock, it will be a wonderful thing." Su Xinghe nodded and said.

The Zhenlong chess game is a test, and no one knows that it is just a chess game.

Fan Bailing played for more than a dozen games with Su Xinghe, but in the end he vomited a mouthful of blood and had a transfusion.

He was deeply trapped in the illusion of the chess game, so he was hurt.

Everyone saw that the game was so magical that no one dared to play for a while.

After chatting with Wang Yuyan for a few words, Murong Fu said, "Then come down and try it."

Su Xinghe looked at Murong Fu and nodded with satisfaction.

While the two of them were playing chess, Changle and his group finally arrived.

"Young hero, where is my senior brother?" Li Qiushui asked anxiously. Today she was wearing a pure white long dress because he once said that she looked the best in white.

"Yes, where is my junior brother?" Tong Lao also asked Mei Lan Zhuju to clean up her before leaving.

"Don't worry, do you two know that guy?" Changle asked Su Xinghe, who was concentrating on playing chess.

"Little Suzi?"

"Starry?"

"Senior brother (junior brother) is indeed here!" the two of them said happily.

Changle took a curious look at Zhenlong chess game, and then lost interest. He didn't know how to play Go, but Goji played very well.

"Brother Zhao! Brother Qiao!" Duan Yu shouted excitedly when he saw them.

Changle smiled and waved his hand, signaling him to come over.

Duan Xiaoxi came over quickly, and Changle laughed and said to Li Qiushui, "He got the Beiming Divine Art under the Wuliang Jade Bi."

Li Qiushui just glanced at Duan Yu coldly.

She is not interested in anything else now, just wanting to see her senior brother for the last time.

But Duan Yu, a fool, was about to worship him. Changle quickly pulled him up.

Qiao Feng looked at Xiao Duan and thought that this child was good everywhere, but he couldn't control himself when he saw the woman.

"Don't you go to see your granddaughter?" Changle asked with a side glance at Li Qiushui.

"I just saw it." She was covered with a face and couldn't see her expression, but she seemed indifferent to Wang Yuyan.

"Mr. Murong, you always compete with each other. How can you compete in the Central Plains?" Jiumozhi is not a master of Go, but he also understood it a little, so he also curiously stepped forward to watch it.

Qiao Feng didn't even watch it, he didn't even know Goji.

Jiumozhi's words reached Murong Fu's ears, and he suddenly felt blood rushing into his brain.

The speaker is unintentional, listens to intentional.

Yes, I have accomplished nothing now, how can I restore Dayan?

Or maybe I, Da Yan, have really finished my energy!

His face flushed and he shouted, pulling out his sword and dancing around.

The four generals quickly stepped forward to stop him, but they were afraid of hurting Murong Fu, and Murong Fu was already unconscious at this time and ignored him.

The four of them were powerless to stop him, and Wang Yuyan called anxiously, "Cousin!"

Duan Xiaoxi seemed to be more anxious than herself when she heard this.

Jiumozhi was originally a mistake without any intention. Seeing Murong Fu like this, he quickly untied the seal with one hand and shouted, "Happy!"

This is a gesture in Buddha's fist, which can shock people's minds.

Sure enough, after he shouted loudly, Murong slowly returned to Qingming in his words. Xuan Nan was even more surprised. This boxing technique was no less than their 72 unique skills of Shaolin.

"What happened just now?" Murong Fu asked weakly.

"I'm really sorry because the little monk's unintentional words have damaged Mr. Murong's mind." Jiumozhi felt relieved when he saw that he was fine.

Murong Fu just now didn't notice Changle and his group in the chess game, and now he saw that his eyes were quite unkind.

"Little Suzi! Where is your master?" Tong Lao looked at Su Xinghe and asked.

Su Xinghe looked at a seven or eight-year-old girl calling him Xiao Suzi in an old and arrogant manner. This familiar tone made him feel a little afraid to recognize each other.

"Xinghe, where is your master?" Li Qiushui also floated over and said to Su Xinghe.

Although she covered her face, Su Xinghe recognized Li Qiushui when she saw her graceful figure.

She just smiled at herself back then, but after so many years, it is still unforgettable.

"What do you have to ask about my master's whereabouts!" Su Xinghe shouted angrily. "Where is this evil thief Ding Chunqiu! He will be there too when you come. Let him come out. Today, I, Su Xinghe, fight him."

"Xinghe, Ding Chunqiu is dead." Li Qiushui sighed. "I never thought of killing your master's life back then."

"Little Suzi, don't worry. No one can hurt you, Master, too, you kid. After so many years, I don't know how to come to Master for help." Tong Lao tiptoed slightly, and Su Xinghe quickly knelt on the ground.

This way she touched Su Xinghe's head.

"Master, it's inside!" Su Xinghe pointed to the three wooden houses without doors behind him.

Both of them hesitated for a while, and they were a little afraid to go in.
Chapter completed!