The Heavens: Rebirth of Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 82 Old Duan, give me some strength!

"Yes! It's easy to fall into the path of devils, but it's extremely difficult to turn from evil to justice. Your life is destined to be ruined! What a pity! What a pity!"

During the conversation, Ding Chunqiu's secret technique of secret movements and an inexplicable feeling of pity were hidden in his voice, seducing Duan Yanqing's external demon.

The world is well-known, and this old monster Ding wants to take advantage of others' danger to get rid of a powerful opponent.

Sure enough, when he heard Ding Chunqiu's words, Duan Yanqing stood there blankly, with a sad expression.

"I am a prince of Dali Kingdom, and I am accidentally in a state of despair. Today, I am really ashamed of my ancestors."

Seeing that the plan succeeded, Ding Chunqiu couldn't help but sway the feather fan and make up for the last knife.

"Haha, even if you die in the nine springs, you will still be Wuyan going to see Duan's ancestors."

"If you still have some dignity, just take action to kill yourself. Go to commit suicide! Go to commit suicide! You can also be considered a dignified hero."

The words were soft and gentle, and the ordinary people on the side were already confused by the hearing, and they seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, and they unknowingly caught Ding Chunqiu's words.

Duan Yanqing slowly lifted the iron war in his hand and pointed it at his chest, as if it could fall down at any time.

"Ctually" caught a glimpse of Ye Wuxin sitting beside him, and immediately grabbed his body and shouted like Duan Yanqing.

Only the South China Sea Crocodile God looked the most anxious. Seeing that Duan Yanqing's head of the stick was only a few inches away from his chest, he delayed for a while and that battle would hit the dead end.

Although Ye Wuxin was calm inside, he still pretended to be afraid, and felt distressed to Xuannanxuan and pretended to be looking forward to his master's success, but his heart kept roaring.

"But if someone comes to make trouble with the chess game, it will be a blasphemy for the teacher's lifelong efforts. Even if there are many people, haha! Although I am deaf and dumb, I will still be swearing to the end."

At this time, everyone in the field had different expressions, and no one was willing to rescue him.

As soon as these words came out, Su Xinghe looked furious and immediately pointed at Ye Wuxin's nose and shouted.

The South China Sea Crocodile God caught it with both hands, and before he could throw it at Duan Yanqing, three stamina suddenly burst out.

The power of this palm is extremely fierce. If the palm force pushes forward one foot, Ye Wuxin's internal strength will not die, but it is 80% necessary to expose his martial arts, which will arouse the suspicion of the two old Shaolin monks.

A soft palm slapped Ye Wuxin back again. He clearly noticed the three stamina attached to him, and his face turned slightly cold.

Ye Wuxin felt a dizzy turn and flew towards Duan Yanqing.

Xuan Nanxuan Xuan Dei, the two old monks are not very good at chess skills and have lost all their martial arts skills. Where can I do any good ways?

Ye Wuxin clasped his hands together again and bowed to Su Xinghe.

He walked forward quickly, Ye Wuxin took a white piece from his chess box and placed it firmly on the chess game.

"Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! How can you play chess like this? You kill your own piece of white chess yourself now, I want to see how you play!"

Fan Bailing, who was extremely tired, looked up at Ye Wuxin, and muttered to himself.

Ye Wuxin raised his eyebrows and used the method of moving flowers and connecting jade. He turned over and fell near Duan Yanqing, and his eyes swept into the Zhenlong chess game.

Seeing this situation, he had no choice but to plead with Su Xinghe and to save his disciple's life.

Seeing that his good things were disturbed, Ding Chunqiu couldn't help but glared at Ye Wuxin coldly, his eyes full of resentment.

"The master set up the endgame of Zhenlong and invited many masters from all over the world to crack it. If it cannot be cracked, it is no big deal. Even if there are any problems, it can only be considered a consequence of one's own fault!"

‘Damn, is it fun to treat me as a ball? You will suffer later!’

Bang!

After a loud bang, Ye Wuxin's eyes were filled with dust, and a big pit immediately appeared in front of him.

"Hmph, the little thief is bald!"

Ding Chunqiu snorted coldly, slapped his soft palm and hit him directly.

He couldn't help but turn a somersault, grabbed Xu Zhu with both hands, pressed him under him, and turned him over again.

When Jiumozhi, Murong Fu, Duan Yu and others saw it, they couldn't help laughing. Xuan Nanxuan looked at each other with pain, shook his head and smiled.

‘It’s still a breath of vitality, which affects the lives and deaths of dozens of white chess in one fell swoop!’

In an instant, he felt a mysterious momentum condensed on himself, making him confused for a while.

Seeing the familiar data appearing in my eyes, Ye Wuxin laughed in his heart, destiny is with me.

"Isn't that a joke?"

The face of the South China Sea Crocodile God changed, and he blinked and took three steps back. Just as he stabilized his body, the second momentum came again.

"This little master, if you kill yourself a piece of chess piece, and black chess will take another step, how do you respond?"

Before he finished speaking, Su Xinghe waved his right hand and slapped his palm in the blink of an eye.

He thought that Old Monster Ding had the fourth stamina of his palm, so he quickly pushed Xu Zhu's body forward, trying to block the already exhausted force.

‘Old Duan! Give some strength!’

Su Xinghe took down a piece of white chess that Ye Wuxin had squeezed to death from the chessboard, then set up a black piece, waiting for his response.

Slowly calming his anger, Su Xinghe said to Ye Wuxin.

"Oh, why not commit suicide."

Ye Wuxin bowed slightly to Su Xinghe and spoke slowly.

Su Xinghe was full of anger and scolded Ye Wuxin with words. His hands, which were as shriveled as chicken feet, couldn't help but tremble.

"The little monk is poor in chess skills and just made a random trick, determined to save his life. This little monk dared not do anything, please forgive me for the old senior."

[Emotional Points from Duan Yanqing +149.]

"Old senior."

Duan Yanqing saw that there had been a change in the chess game, and knew that he had just escaped from death. It was Ye Wuxin who helped him, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude in his heart.

"Boss, catch this monk!"

"The last order of the master, no matter whoever is in the Zhenlong chess game, you can break it. Although the little master's move is fantastic, it is still a move to enter the game. Please continue."

"Just play chess. What's the use of saying more nonsense! Did my master make you play randomly?"

Duan Yanqing beside him screamed, and cold sweat came down, looking at Ding Chunqiu, full of cruelty.

His knees became weak and he couldn't help but sit down on the ground. Just when he thought it was okay, the third stamina came again.

Suddenly, a thin voice penetrated into my ears. "The lower 'flat' position 39th way!"

‘It’s still reliable for the old man. Is it the 'flat' position of 39th Road, and the 39th Road in the lower left corner?’

Ye Wuxin reached into the box, took a white piece, and put it on the chessboard. Wherever he was, the empty space appeared after he lifted the white piece.

Seeing this, Su Xinghe was shocked immediately. The little monk made a random move, which made a lot of sense.

(End of this chapter)