Ximen Jing waved his hand, "It's no point to bully you, a little girl. Brother Su, come here and have a few moves?"

Su Hang turned around and was not interested in it at first, but seeing Ximen Jing was so arrogant, he changed his mind, "Okay, let me also learn about Brother Ximen's superb chess skills."

...

Su Hang also has some attainments in chess skills. With a system of learning gods, he is known as learning gods. If he can't even play chess, then what kind of learning gods are he called?

Ximen Jing is an old antique, so his chess skills are naturally not bad. The two of them are fighting back and forth on the chess board until dark, which means they meet the opponent.

There were four games in total, two losses and two wins, and the last game left was the final game, and one game decided the outcome.

Long Qiaoqiao sat next to Su Hang, feeling a little sleepy, but she still held on.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and at night, it was a bit overwhelming.

Su Hang fell down, raised his head, looked at Ximen Jing with a smile on his lips, "Brother Ximen, I'm giving up."

Next to him, Long Qiaoqiao also showed a smile on the corner of her mouth. Su Hang won this game, and it seemed that Su Hang was better at his skills.

After playing the chess for an afternoon, the winner was decided. Long Qiaoqiao even wondered if Su Hang deliberately asked Ximen Jing to avoid losing too badly.

Ximen Jing was holding a chess piece in his hand, and his eyes were still circling on the chessboard, as if he was looking for somewhere else to make a move.

Obviously, he still wants to rescue him.

Su Hang was a little funny. White chess was already dead, and Ximen Jing could not have a chance to turn the tables.

"boom!"

At this moment, a thunder sounded instantly, and lightning almost shone the entire sky.

Pick.

The chess piece in Ximen Jing's hand fell on the chess board, and the chess piece was instantly overturned, and the chess pieces on it were all messed up and fell all over the ground.

Su Hang was stunned.

Long Qiaoqiao was stunned.

Ximen Jing looked out the house with a dark face, "Did the Emperor of the Dragon in the Eastern Sea drink too much water? Why is it still endless to leave?"

Su Hang sat next to him, his face darker, "Brother Ximen, you are cheating."

Ximen Jing's face twitched slightly, looked down at the scattered chessboard, his face full of apology, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now, and was scared by the thunder."

An existence at the ninth level of the founding realm can actually be scared by a thunder. If this is spread, it won’t make people laugh.

It's certain that Ximen Jing just did it on purpose.

Long Qiaoqiao also curled her lips, "Senior Ximen can't afford to play, Brother Su, if you don't play with him, I'll play with you."

After saying that, he wanted to abdicate Ximen Jing, which made Ximen Jing's old face flushed.

"The key is that there is no lottery ticket. If there is a lottery ticket, I may not lose."

Ximen Jing was so thick-skinned that he refused to give up his position, and he refused to admit his failure, but he even found some reasons.

Su Hang waved his hand, "Forget it, just entertainment, anyway, you'll lose..."

Ximen Jing blew his beard and felt depressed, "If you have the ability to do another game, we will definitely win or lose."

"That's what you said in the last hand, I won't come."

Su Hang was bored. After a while, it was already dark and the rain outside was even heavier. The water from the eaves was two or three meters away. This was the biggest rain that Su Hang had seen since he arrived at the fairy.

Walking to the court, Su Hang looked up at the sky, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier!

"Why do I feel that this rain is a little strange?"

Su Hang expressed his doubts. This is Shenwu City. If you follow this method, it will definitely be a flood that cannot escape!

There are countless powerful monks in Shenwu City. Logically speaking, the weather is completely controllable. Even if it rains, it is unlikely that such a heavy rain will come.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder rolled, as if countless angry dragons were roaring in it. It looked a bit strange!

Ximen Jing didn't care, "What's so strange about it? Maybe Emperor Shenwu has never seen heavy rain, so let's take a look at it when it rains. If it's raining, it's a guest. We come from afar. The heavier the rain, the more noble we are!"

"whispering sound!"

Su Hang laughed, "Brother Ximen, sometimes I really envy you. No matter when, I am so optimistic!"

Ximen Jing waved his hand, "This is not called optimism, this is called free and easy. I have implemented these two words throughout my life. Now I am going to be at peace with the circumstances. No matter how big the matter is, it is the matter of the Shenwu Kingdom. If the Shenwu Kingdom is to deal with it, what does it have to do with us?"

Speaking of this, Ximen Jing had already walked to Su Hang's side, looked up at the sky, frowned casually, but then stretched out again, turned and entered the inner room, "Everyone swept the snow in front of the door, don't worry about the frost on others, rest early, wait for Dongfang to come back, let's discuss it and run away quickly!"

Run away?

I don’t know where Ximen Jing learned this word, but when he said it from his mouth, Su Hang’s heart was even heavier. Obviously, Ximen Jing also knew that this heavy rain was indeed strange!

When he wanted to ask, Ximen Jing had already closed the door, and only Su Hang and Long Qiaoqiao were left outside.

At this time, Long Qiaoqiao was staring at the dark clouds in a daze. A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the sky and illuminating Long Qiaoqiao's face. The pretty face as white as jade was a bit scared.

"What's wrong?" Su Hang asked.

Long Qiaoqiao withdrew her gaze and came to her senses. The pale face gradually returned to a little bloody color, but naturally she looked a little panicked and leaned in front of Su Hang a little, "Brother Su, I suddenly feel so panicked!"

"Pneustic?"

Su Hang was stunned, but seeing Long Qiaoqiao's appearance was obviously not pretending!

Long Qiaoqiao said, "I felt a breath, the aura of the ancestor dragon!"

Su Hang was stunned when he heard this. The aura of the ancestor dragon, is there an aura of the ancestor dragon here?

What is the Ancestral Dragon? It is the ancestor of the Dragon Clan. The entire fairy world is called the Ancestral Dragon Clan. Even if Long Fuhai is one, Su Hang also heard Long Fuhai say that the entire fairy world and the active Ancestral Dragon will definitely not exceed one palm.

The Ancestral Dragon Clan, like the Ancestral Kun Clan, is mysterious and powerful, and each of them is a legendary existence.

People like Long Qiaoqiao and the others can only be said to have the blood of the ancestor dragon, because the blood of her body has been mixed with two generations, so they cannot be considered the ancestor dragon.

The blood pressure of the dragon clan is very strong, which can make Long Qiaoqiao's noble identity tremble. I am afraid that only the blood breath of the ancestor dragon!

Su Hang grabbed Long Qiaoqiao's hand and a breath of destiny passed by. Soon, Long Qiaoqiao felt that the feeling of panic and fear was driven away!

Turning his face, Long Qiaoqiao looked at Su Hang in surprise. Can he actually fight against Zulong's aura?
Chapter completed!