"Mr. Su, I have no choice but to help. Donor Duan has a demon in his heart. If he doesn't help, he may kill himself."
Xu Zhu's random move ruined the entire chess game.
Duan Yanqing woke up when his iron crutch was only one centimeter away from his chest.
There was a look of gratitude in his little eyes.
Ding Chunqiu shook his cattail leaf fan, showing his disappointment. He secretly hated the little monk for ruining his good deeds and allowing Duan Yanqing to escape.
"Old Monster Ding, how dare you trick me!"
Duan Yanqing raised his iron crutch and shot out with his yang finger.
Ding Chunqiu waved his cattail leaf fan continuously, breaking the strength of Yi Yang's finger.
Jiumozhi walked between the two of them and smiled: "No one can solve this chess game. It is just used to tease people. Why should the two donors be like this? It would be bad if they fell into the villain's scheme."
"Tubo Imperial Master, what do you mean? The Zhenlong chess game was set up by the First Master. Do you want to say that the First Master is plotting against everyone?"
Su Xinghe had an angry look on his face.
The Tubo Imperial Master has not said a word since he came here, but when he suddenly said such words, he obviously meant to provoke him. I wonder what his intention was?
"Mr. Congbian misunderstood, the monk didn't mean that."
Jiumozhi said there was a misunderstanding, but his expression confirmed that Su Xinghe must have a conspiracy.
In this situation, except for Mr. Qingyun and Ding Chunqiu who could fight with him, no one else paid attention to him.
"snort!"
Su Xinghe snorted coldly.
There were so many martial arts comrades present, so he couldn't get angry, otherwise it would be confirmed that there was a conspiracy.
Ding Chunqiu was disappointed again. Su Xinghe and Jiumozhi didn't start fighting either.
However, he rolled his eyes and came up with another plan, and he approached Murong Fu with a smile.
"Mr. Murong, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
"No, no, you, Old Monster Ding, must be thinking of harming others again."
Bao BuTong was talkative by nature, so he added in regardless of Murong Fu's reaction.
Ding Chunqiu glanced at him and said, "Mr. Murong didn't even say a word. How can you, a servant, be so bold?"
Although Murong Fu didn't like Bao Tingtong's random comments, he still had to protect his retainer's face in front of others.
He wanted to hear what harmful intentions Ding Chunqiu had.
"Brother Bao and I are like brothers, no distinction between master and servant. Mr. Ding is the first to say anything."
Ding Chunqiu shook his cattail leaf fan and said, "I'm afraid the grudge between Master Murong and Master Qingyun cannot be resolved."
"With Master Qingyun's skills and background, I'm afraid you Gusu Murong will be doomed."
After hearing this, Murong Fu thought for a moment and turned a little pale.
Not to mention that Lu Qingyun is a disciple of Wudang, he also once served as the head of the Emei Sect, and now he is related to the Duan family of Dali.
He was so powerful that even the Tubo State Master Jiumozhi was frightened away by his words.
He knew that Jiumozhi was humble on the outside but very arrogant on the inside. Without real talent and strong background, it would be impossible for him to retreat.
"What does Mr. Din mean?"
Ding Chunqiu glanced at Lu Qingyun who was standing outside, "You and I will work together to kill him."
"No, no, Lu Qingyun is a demon. Could it be that you, Old Monster Ding, are not a demon? It's really ridiculous for my young master to join forces with a demon like you."
Bao BuTong interrupted again.
Murong Fu became more and more unhappy. This guy was just a retainer of his Murong family. He had to interfere in everything and gave no face to him as the head of the family.
Use barbarians to control barbarians, and use demons to control demons. This was exactly what Murong Fu was thinking, but with Bao BuTong being so disturbed, he couldn't agree anymore.
"Third brother, it's fine that the young master makes the decision in everything. Why do you need to say more."
Feng BoE noticed Murong Fu's displeasure and quickly spoke to persuade him.
"No..."
Bao BuTong wanted to refute, but was interrupted by Murong Fu's voice, "Brother Bao San, I know what I know, no need to say more."
The Murong family takes the restoration of the country as their own responsibility, and they really should not continue to enmity with Lu Qingyun, who has a powerful background.
If we can eliminate the hatred between each other, it will also be beneficial to future uprisings.
Thinking of this, Murong Fu walked a few steps and came to a place ten steps in front of Lu Qingyun.
"Master Qingyun, the misunderstanding between you and me was all caused by Guangmingding. The same is true for the fight in Taihu Lake. My brother Fengxi also did it unintentionally. How about you and I put aside our past grudges and turn our hostility into friendship?"
"It's a joke. You said you should abandon the past grudges? That day in Taihu Lake, I was seriously injured, but you showed no mercy and struck hard. If my elder brother Xiao Feng had not taken action, Lu would have turned into a handful of withered bones."
Lu Qingyun's words spread throughout the open space.
Sitting on the big rock to heal his wounds, Xuan Nan had a weird smile on his face.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Feng, the evil Khitan thief, turned out to be his eldest brother. Birds of a feather flock together and people flock together.
In order to divert everyone's attention, Su Xinghe said to Xu Zhu, "Little monk, since you have entered the Zhenlong chess game, it's your turn next."
"No, Mr. Su, the young monk is stupid and doesn't understand the chess game. How can he continue to play?"
Xu Zhu quickly waved his hand and looked at Lu Qingyun and Murong Fu who were facing each other in the distance, "Mr. Murong is a talented person today, why not invite him to come."
Murong Fu was so proud that even the Shaolin monks knew his reputation.
He is proficient in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is fully confident in cracking Zhenlong chess games.
But he thought that Lu Qingyun was watching him not far away. If he suddenly made a move while he was distracted by solving the Linglong chess game, he would have no way to avoid it.
Murong Fu's inner thoughts about cracking the chess game also faded away.
"Thank you for your support, young master. Murong Fu is not in the mood to play chess. Otherwise, please invite Mr. Qingyun to play."
Lu Qingyun is not stupid, Ding Chunqiu, a despicable villain, stirs up trouble and stirs up trouble.
If he comes off the field, he will definitely be attacked by surprise.
Besides, with his level as a three-legged cat, it would be difficult to even complete a complete game of chess, let alone cracking the endgame in this world.
Xu Zhu saluted Lu Qingyun in the distance, "Can Mr. Qingyun..."
"Little master, you should understand the principle of making mistakes without regrets. What is yours will always be yours."
Lu Qingyun said before Xu Zhu finished speaking.
"this....."
Xu Zhu scratched his bald head, not knowing what to do for a moment, he looked at Xuan Nan for help.
"Uncle Taishi."
"Xu Zhu, then you can go and take two steps in the Zhenlong chess game."
After Xuannan finished speaking, he looked at Su Xinghe, "Mr. Congbian, my disciple is very stupid. If I offend you in any way, I will still look to Haihan."
"Although my little master's kid is so whimsical, he is still in the game. As long as he doesn't make random moves, I won't blame him."
Su Xinghe eliminated a piece of white chess, looked at Xu Zhu with a strange smile and asked: "You killed one of your chess pieces, and the black chess piece takes another step closer, how do you respond?"
Xu Zhu felt numb.
Don't know how to deal with it.
Shivering, he took out a white piece from the chess box, looked at the chessboard that looked like a heavenly book, and kept making gestures, not knowing where to put it.
