"What?"
Wu Junyan's right hand holding the glass shook gently, and the glass was hanging in the air, and his eyes were surprised.
Changsun Fengye and Daochen Buddha were slightly stunned and turned their heads to look.
"Our appointment has not been completed, but we have time to compete this time."
In fact, Chen Qingyuan really doesn't want to fight with his brother, just to fulfill the agreement with the girl in red. It must be so.
"Forget it, I don't have that idea now."
In the past, Wu Junyan really wanted to fight with Chen Qingyuan. Unfortunately, too many things happened before and I missed the appointment, and now I'm not interested.
"No!" Chen Qingyuan insisted, "Since it is a war, how can it be invalid?"
"Brother Chen, this is not your style."
Wu Junyan frowned slightly and felt that Chen Qingyuan was a little strange.
"I'm focusing on commitment." Chen Qingyuan's words are right.
"Reas it?" Wu Junyan looked at it with suspicious eyes.
"Of course." Chen Qingyuan nodded and said, "If you don't want to fight, let's do it another way."
With that, the fragrant tea and wine on the table sturn up in the air, and a chessboard fell on the table.
Chess is extraordinary, and it needs the power of the soul to control it.
The chess game can also reflect the strength of both sides, but it is not absolute. After all, if you really want to take action, a flaw may change the situation if the strength of the two sides is not much different.
"Okay."
Wu Junyan nodded and thought this way was okay.
So, the two began to play chess.
Changsun Fengye and Buddha sat aside and watched, watching chess without saying a word.
This game of chess has been played for a whole few days.
Every piece of chess needs a lot of energy to fall. The chess pieces are like mountains and weigh hundreds of millions of catties.
The soul enters the game, and it is a fog, and it can't distinguish between the southeast and northwest.
The situation is urgent, and disputes often break out. The black and white two are fighting, as if the two armies are fighting. Sometimes, the situation is relatively calm, like a clear spring, and occasionally there are a few ripples.
Gradually, the balance of the chess game was broken. Chen Qingyuan attacked and Wu Junyan defended.
The two sides played chess, and they formed a boundary of law that made people afraid to approach.
In order not to affect the performance of the two, Changsun Fengye and Buddha retreated 100 meters and looked solemn.
A layer of fog appeared on the top of the mountain, covering everyone's bodies, as well as the chessboard and chess pieces.
"Wa!"
After one drop, Chen Qingyuan ate more than a dozen of Wu Junyan's pieces, which had an advantage.
Wu Junyan had been defending, and a few wisps of sweat appeared on his forehead.
An hour later, Wu Junyan's spiritual strength was in an extremely tense state, and the chess piece in his hand never fell on the chessboard.
After a stalemate for a while, Wu Junyan relaxed his whole body, and his momentum dissipated with the wind: "That's all, I'll lose!"
Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure suddenly dropped.
Playing chess with Wu Junyan is not the chess skill, but the battle of God's mind. It seems that there are two villains fighting on the chessboard, one black and one white, representing Wu Junyan and Chen Qingyuan.
Looking at Wu Junyan's strength, everyone knew that he had not used all his ability.
"There is no need to be too serious about the competition between acquaintances."
Wu Junyan has never used a card to the outside world, because he promised his master that he would never reveal it until the moment of life and death.
It's just winning or losing, and Wu Junyan doesn't care.
"You lost anyway."
Chen Qingyuan took the small notebook and wrote it down. This should be part of the completion of the third agreement!
Wu Junyan smiled and didn't care about this.
When did this guy's chess skills get so high?
When I played chess with him before, I didn't find him so good!
Changsun Fengye's expression was slightly surprised, and a picture of Chen Qingyuan playing tricks appeared in front of him.
"I don't believe it." Changsun Fengye was extremely suspicious and came forward and said, "Lao Chen, let's go to the next game."
"No." Chen Qingyuan shook his head. ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
"Why?"
Changsun Fengye was stunned for a moment and asked with a little displeasure.
His eyes seemed to say, you and Lao Wu can play chess, but not with me?
Angry and uncomfortable.
"I want to fight with you seriously, instead of playing chess to solve it."
Chen Qingyuan slowly got up and said in a flat tone, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Fight? Why do we fight?
Changsun Fengye is not afraid, but just doubtful.
"The other side of you is really too much. I've been patient for a long time."
Chen Qingyuan said truthfully.
Hearing this, Changsun Fengye frowned and didn't know what to say.
"Crazy, come on!"
As soon as the picture turned, Chen Qingyuan had taken out the silver gun and put on the posture of a battle.
Anyway, the silver gun has been exposed, and there is no need for Chen Qingyuan to hide it.
"Okay, let's have a good time."
Changsun Fengye has had the idea of competing with Chen Qingyuan more than once, and he has never had a chance.
Since Chen Qingyuan proposed it today, there is no reason to refuse.
"Use the forbidden technique directly!"
Under normal conditions, it is impossible for Changsun Fengye to compete positively with Chen Qingyuan.
Of course, Changsun Fengye was clear that he lifted the seal and released the second personality.
In just a few breaths, Changsun Fengye's face was covered with black lines, and the smile at the corners of his mouth looked very strange. His eyes were covered with black pupils, and his body exuded a demon-like breath.
He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his black lips, which was very charming.
If it hadn't been for the fact that Changsun Fengye could control this forbidden skill, the Taoist Buddha could not help but surrender the demon.
"Chen Qingyuan, do you really want to do it?"
Changsun Fengye took a step and confronted Chen Qingyuan dozens of meters away. The hoarse voice was mixed with a little evil smell.
"What, are you afraid?"
Chen Qingyuan held a silver gun in his right hand, with a finger on the tip of the gun, provocatively.
"Afraid?" Changsun Fengye's second personality didn't know how to write the word "fear" at all. He was very arrogant, with an extremely strange smile, and the corners of his mouth almost smeared: "I'm afraid you can't kill me."
"There is a kind!"
This is not the first time Chen Qingyuan has heard this sentence. Whenever Changsun Fengye reveals his second personality, he will be so arrogant and make people want to take action.
There was no chance in the past, and there was not much certainty.
Now, Chen Qingyuan will definitely satisfy Changsun Fengye's wish and fight to death.
"Can you kill me?"
Changsun Fengye's tongue licked his lips, and his head tilted to the left. His black pupils were engraved with complex and strange Taoist lines, and his expression was more ferocious and difficult to describe.
"You will know later."
He actually said that I couldn't do it. How could he stand it?
Chen Qingyuan no longer talked nonsense with Changsun Fengye and went up with a gun.
"Bang!"
In an instant, the silver gun stabbed Changsun Fengye and was blocked by his raised hand.
The ultimate physical skill is harder than many magic soldiers.
It's worthy of being the crazy Changsun Fengye, and his strength is really strong.
However, since Chen Qingyuan has decided to fight with him, he has some chances of winning.
The first few tricks are just a test, and the latter tricks will become more and more powerful, to see if Changsun Fengye can stand it.