The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Do you still need to try it? . .

There was a bitter smile on the corner of Jiang Ming's mouth: "So you plan to trap me here forever?"

Yixing shook his head: "No, as long as you complete one thing, I will let you out."

"whats the matter?"

Yi Xing smiled without saying a word, and pointed to the chessboard in front of him.

Jiang Ming understood, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a look of pride flashed in his eyes.

I thought Yi Xing was so difficult to deal with, but it turned out that he was just playing chess, so he really deserved his name.

I have never learned how to play chess, but I have the heritage of the Thousand Cave City scholars.

I don't believe that you, a young man in his early twenties, can play chess better than dozens of bad old men.

Jiang Mingdang even sat down opposite Yi Xing, picked up a chess piece and dropped it on the board.

Yi Xing followed closely with his second son.

Two people, you and I, the lower the speed, the slower.

Later, Yi Xing had to consider for a long time every time he made a move.

The good-looking eyebrows were almost furrowed into a pimple.

Yi Xing is indeed a genius, and he has superb attainments in chess at a young age.

It's a pity that the person sitting opposite him is a collection of dozens of scholars from Qiancao City.

A genius is great, but it's still not enough to look at in front of a bully.

Hey!

Jiang Ming dropped a son and straightened his back proudly.

Yi Xing sighed, "I lost. I never expected you to have such superb chess skills. I will send you out as agreed."

After the words fell, the scene in front of Jiang Ming began to crack, like a torn landscape painting.

Immediately after a moment of dizziness, Jiang Ming's consciousness returned to himself.

He suddenly opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground at the entrance of the White Horse Temple.

Di Renjie and others were lying next to him, with their eyes closed, their consciousness still trapped in an illusion.

It turned out that they fell into Yixing's trap when they first stepped into the White Horse Temple.

Jiang Ming kicked away Li Bai who was pressing on his thigh, then picked up Li Yuanfang who was also pressing on him, and put him gently on the ground.

Li Bai snorted in his deep sleep.

"How do I wake them up?"

Jiang Ming crossed his arms and thought for a moment, but couldn't find a solution.

"In this case, we can only use physical methods."

He raised his palm high and pointed it at the faces of several teammates.

Clap clap clap clap. . .

A few minutes later, the four woke up faintly.

Li Bai: "Hey, Jiang Ming, is this a dream?"

Jiang Ming shook his head: "It's reality."

"That would be great." Li Bai sighed with lingering fear in his heart: "You know, I had a nightmare just now, in the dream a strange guy insisted on playing chess with me, and if I didn't know how, he slapped me on the mouth, It hurts too much."

Di Renjie's eyes lit up: "I also had the same dream!"

Marco Polo: "Me too, it's amazing!"

Li Yuanfang rubbed his head naively: "I also dreamed that someone insisted on playing chess with me, but he didn't hit me, but kept scratching my armpit. Hey, Mr. Di, why is your face swollen? And Li Bai , and Marco Polo."

The three of them looked at each other, were silent for a moment, and shouted at the same time: "It turns out that the dream is real!"

Jiang Ming looked away guiltily.

It seemed a little bit heavier just now. . .

"How dare you treat my handsome face like this, I will kill him!"

Li Bai pulled out the fairy sword angrily, looking at the posture, he wanted to go all out.

Marco Polo took out a mirror: "Damn it, don't you know that hitting someone doesn't hurt your face?"

Di Renjie was not as narcissistic as the first two, but his face was swollen like a pig's head, which really insulted the image of Chang'an city management.

Suddenly, Li Bai looked at Jiang Ming and asked in doubt, "Brother Jiang Ming, you seem to be fine?"

Jiang Ming laughed and said, "Haha, I'm lucky. I didn't dream about that strange guy. Speaking of which, this guy is really too much. You must not bypass him."

Inner os: Yi Xing, Yi Xing, take the blame.

Li Bai nodded vigorously: "If I catch him, he must use his face to polish his shoes!"

Marco Polo secretly clenched his fists: "Use his head as a toilet!"

Di Renjie's expression was cold: "I've been tortured and served a hundred times!"

After Jiang Ming listened to the oath of the three, a chill rushed from his back to the top of his head.

terrible!

The three of them were aggressive and looked for them in the yard.

After a while, Li Bai's heart-piercing roar came: "He is there!!!"

Everyone looked together, and saw a young man with an elegant face sitting on the west courtyard wall.

It was Yi Xing!

Chapter 77: Jiang Ziya

"If you dare to slap me in the face, see if I don't stab you to death!"