Chapter 84 I won (Add to the leader)

Author: 100,000 Vegetables

Chapter 84 I won (Add to the leader)

Why are there so many people? ... The "chess king"'s face was uncontrollable, and a hint of surprise appeared.

Although the abortion under the arena is still not comparable to the day when the great power player Lian Cong Yun went out three days ago, it is a different story than when it was sparse not long ago.

He subconsciously looked at the sun, and time had not passed long.

So...the problem occurs to the opponent?

When the thought emerged, a carriage in Molin suddenly stopped in the distance, and a tall mirror with a wide coat and long silver hair walked out. He looked at him from afar, and behind him were Qu Chuchen and Zhong Tongjun.

The eyes of the two sides collided and contacted, and the great painter's face became very ugly.

Ke Qiao was stunned for a moment, as smart as him, and immediately realized that there might be some minor changes in martial arts practice...

"despair!"

At this time, the sound of black pieces hitting the chessboard came from his ears.

Ke Qiao forced himself to turn his head inch by inch and look at Ji Ping'an opposite him again.

Immediately, the Mo Lin genius, who was pressing the Shendu chess player with one man's strength, took a deep breath, the last trace of contempt in his heart dissipated, and he lifted a white piece with great caution and fell down.

"despair."

He didn't know what happened, but the game had begun. What he had to do was to get rid of all distractions and win this game.

...

The chess game continues.

News about the reversal of martial arts has also begun to spread and spread in the city.

Especially after learning that the mysterious master who killed two people in a row stepped onto the third arena, the people's sense of expectation and curiosity reached their peak.

At this time, the chess players and the yamen runners who came to their senses were also hurriedly sent someone to report the news back.

Everyone realized that a miracle might be about to happen.

...

Duke's Mansion.

A luxurious carriage slowly drove over, and the wheels ran over the bluestone road, making a "staggering" sound.

As soon as he stopped, a servant moved out of the bench and placed on the ground.

Then, a white background and black-faced boot was poked out, and Duke Lu, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a noble temperament, walked off the carriage. Under the greeting of his servants, he surrounded him and walked towards the mansion.

"Is there anything wrong in the mansion?" Duke Lu asked casually.

The manager of the mansion bowed and reported:

"There is nothing in the mansion. But in the morning, the Sixth Master came back from the Imperial Heavenly Prison. He couldn't stand the entanglement of Miss Seven and led her to see the martial arts performer."

Mo Lin... Duke Lu's face remained unchanged.

He had just returned from the palace and knew that this was a matter of trouble for His Majesty the Emperor of God. It seemed that the matter was small, but in fact, the victory or defeat was related to the majesty of the court.

Although the emperor often smiled, as a "senior minister of the emperor", he knew very well that the emperor's true nature was a person who cared about his face.

"I finally came back, I only knew how to go out and ran wildly." The old Duke snorted coldly.

The old manager tactfully advised: "The Sixth Master is also concerned about the result."

Do you care about how to lose more decently? Duke Lu was unhappy and wanted to enter the door with his sleeves.

Just then, a servant suddenly ran back from a distance and attracted everyone's attention.

The old manager frowned and scolded:

"What kind of erraticness is that? Didn't you see the princess come back? Besides... you didn't go out with the sixth young master, why did you come back alone?"

The young servant stood still and bowed his head and was scolded. Fang explained, "The young man came back to report the news."

"Report the message?"

"Yes. It's Mo Lin's martial arts performance..."

He was a little incoherent and stumbling, and told the story afterwards:

"The young master told the lady that the master may be interested and asked me to come back and report."

Next to him, the old Duke who had one foot entered the threshold was stunned:

"This is serious?"

"Really. That Mr. He is in the chess academy."

The old Duke took a deep breath, turned his head and stepped onto the carriage, and fell off the curtain:

"Go to the chess academy!"

This matter is very important, so he has to confirm it himself so that he can report to Emperor Yuanqing when he enters the palace.

...

A three-in-one mansion.

Lian Congyun's wife and children were waiting anxiously in the yard, and his eyes frequently turned to the door of the house.

Three days ago, the great power player lost and returned home, and he was unable to get sick.

Lian's family started a relationship and invited the imperial doctor from the Imperial Hospital to come for treatment.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and an imperial doctor carrying a medicine box walked out. He gently closed the door, shook his head and sighed in front of Lian's family's expectant gaze:

"Even the national teacher is too exhausted in his mind. When he catches a cold, he will get cold. The crux of the problem is not the body, but the mind. Heart disease requires heart medicine. I will prescribe a few prescriptions to calm the mind for you, but if you want to recover from the disease, the key is to give your relatives more guidance."

Lian Cong Yun's wife looked bitter when she heard this, thanked her and asked her son to send the imperial doctor away. She stood at the door, dazed and lost her mind.

"Mom, don't be too anxious. Grandpa is just tired. It will definitely be fine if he rests for a few days." The daughter comforted.

The old wife shook her head and wiped her tears and said, "But your grandfather's personality..."

Being the number one in any field is enough to be proud. Even Cong Yun is also a proud and even conceited person.

This battle was carried out with heavy responsibilities but was defeated by Molin. Not to mention how outsiders talked about it, the blow to the old man was extremely huge.

It’s not about losing itself. It should be noted that even Cong Yun had a low period in his past period, and he was also a strong man who climbed out of the quagmire and had a strong ability to withstand pressure.

What he really cares about is that it means that Gods have lost when they go out to fight. This powerful guilt makes the old man unable to sleep at night and can't breathe.

Seeing my mother like this, her eyes turned red as a daughter.

In a sad atmosphere, the eldest son of the Lian family, who went out to see the imperial doctor, ran back quickly, with an excited expression and said:

"Mom, girl, something big happened!"

"Someone went out to fight and lost two consecutive arenas. Now they are playing chess with the 'chess king' in the chess academy. Many people have gone to watch the game. Some people have seen the Duke have gone. Does this mean that we have a great chance of winning?"

The old woman and her daughter were stunned.

Suddenly, the closed door was suddenly pushed open from inside. Lian Congyun, wearing pajamas and cloth shoes, looked seriously ill, walked out with a burning gaze:

"Say it again?"

"It's true, I've won two games back."

Lian Cong Yun took a deep breath. The face of this great power player, whose bloodless face suddenly surged into bright red. He developed strength from somewhere. He pulled his robe and put it on his body, shouting:

"Prepare the car! I'm going to go to the chess academy to watch the game!"

...

...

The sun gradually sets westward and slowly sinks into the horizon. The square outside the chess courtyard is already crowded with people.

The carriages were no longer accessible, and the surrounding roads were crowded.

The government office urgently mobilized the yamen runners and inspectors. A famous man carried a sword and opened the road with a strong sword, so that he could barely clear the road and prevent the road from being blocked.

The chess game is still continuing and has entered the middle and back plate.

The situation is not clear, the black and white sons are anxious and lingering, and the complexity of the situation makes ordinary chess players dizzy.

Only people in the chess academy can keep up with their ideas:

"Why... why is this here?"

"Wouldn't it be better if I land here, but robbing here... No, I think it's a trap."

"A mistake? Did this move make a mistake? I was confused. Who would have deduced it with me?"

In the long table, Dean Qingshou and others were already arguing.

As for chess talkers, they often have to think about it for a long time when holding the score, and then combine it with the explanation given by the "referee seat" to explain it.

But I stuttered and had a lot of ups and downs.
To be continued...