Chess game of the day of the wine doctor

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The sound of the flute is quiet and ethereal, with ecstatic syllables, matched with a personable elegance.Leisurely enjoying, but competing against each other.Such a comfortable confrontation is a common occurrence in Yipinlou.

Wanqing watched quietly from the side, and every talented woman in Yipinlou has her own hall.And she knew that today's game was bound to decide the outcome.

Because the last time at No. [-] Qizhuang, the competition between Feng Moran and Fanyin was a draw.This time, Feng Moran came to ask for advice, so he must have come prepared and reached an agreement with the landlord.

As long as Sanskrit beats Feng Moran, Feng Moran will surely transcribe the essence of chess that he has studied for many years into a book and hand it over to the landlord.If Sanskrit loses, she will belong to Feng Moran.

This is the purpose of the landlord, and it is also the purpose of Feng Moran, the two of them tacitly agree.But in Sanskrit's opinion, it is impossible for Feng Moran to win.She faced this competition with an indifferent attitude, only wanting to experience the thrill of winning, not wanting to be in the influence of interests.

The essence of flute and chess belong to two realms of entertainment.But since Fengmo refused to admit defeat, Fanyin was naturally willing to accept the challenge.Who made it a draw last time, a draw, but the two of them couldn't be equal.Must decide the winner!

This is already the sixth cup of tea she drank, Wanqing sighed in her heart, still holding the teacup, listening carefully to the mystery in the rhythm.

Such a blatant and brazen confrontation between a handsome man and a beautiful woman, how could it not attract the attention of other talented women in Yipin Building.

Those women are of the enchanting type, who specialize in dancing.There are pure types who are good at embroidery.There are elegant types, which are suitable for reciting poems.There are also various styles, charming and charming, tall and tall, light and indifferent...

No matter what type these women are, the meaning in their eyes is the same.They were all watching the woman on the chessboard affectionately, that kind of elegance was unmatched.

All women who have been defeated by Sanskrit have all been in Sanskrit's chuáng.Except for the mysterious owner of Yipinlou who seldom shows up, and Wanqing who has been with Sanskrit for many years but has always been perfect, the other women have already become Sanskrit's harem.

Sanskrit does not show off about this.It was clear what she wanted.As long as she has a goal, she has the meaning of existence.She likes women, but never gives emotion.Because of her, she just wants to experience the process.The process of chasing, fighting, enjoying, getting....

Sanskrit is just too confident, too confident.Excessive self-confidence equals arrogance, and she will never allow anyone with better vocal skills than her.The sound of the flute changed instantly, becoming slow and deep, deep and fascinating.

Feng Moran smiled slightly, a light blue robe fluttering without wind.His figure didn't move, but the chess piece under his feet moved.Fei Tian was like an elephant, and a phantom of a huge figure appeared behind him instantly.The image lasted for half a moment before disappearing invisible.

All the talented women were surprised, Feng Moran's inner strength was really high, this elephant might take the place of him to conquer the city.However, Fanyin's car is not vegetarian.

If you go straight to the point, the car dealer will surely.Fanyin's flute sound had stopped, she looked at the purple jade flute spinning in Feng Moran's hand, and said with a smile: "You will definitely lose this round."

For the rest of the game, Sanskrit's car will surely dominate Feng Moran's elephant.The purpose of the rook is not only to eat the elephant, but also to destroy his army.Feng Moran frowned, and a familiar voice came into his ears, "Senior brother, the teacher called you back to the village, saying that there is something important to discuss."

Feng Moran frowned even tighter, and said in a low voice: "I came to Yipinlou today just to win a game, and I will talk about it after I win Sanskrit."

The man stood under the chessboard and looked up at him: "Senior brother, the teacher has an order, you must put aside your personal grievances and return to the village quickly."

"What's going on?" The flute in Feng Moran's hand stopped spinning, and there was a trace of displeasure in his eyes.The teacher has always known his hobbies and never interfered.What happened this time? Now he needs to contemplate how to take this step in order to turn defeat into victory.At this juncture, it is impossible for him to leave.

Just as the man was about to speak, he heard the Sanskrit voice giggling, "Even if you want to break your head, you don't want to win this round, because my car will definitely eat you. And besides soldiers, what else can you use. Don't say one step, even if you delay five or ten steps, you can't change the fate of losing. Unfortunately, I don't like men, and if I win you, I won't let you go to my bed."

Feng Moran's face darkened immediately, and he transferred his anger towards Sanskrit to the man, "Tell the teacher, I won't go back within three days. Don't blame me for being rude."

The man shivered and retreated. Is this really okay, senior brother? The senior brother who can't get the Sanskrit girl seems to be more terrifying than usual!

Feng Moran carefully studied the chess game, as if he couldn't go anymore.Once the elephant leaves the territory, Fanyin's car will attack directly, and he will undoubtedly lose.Just as he was about to think, he heard a cold snort from Sanskrit.She thought she couldn't bear it anymore, but unexpectedly there was a burst of extremely fast wind blowing.

Feng Zhi, a cyan shadow intervened between the two, the domineering sword energy with the power to open up mountains and land, was bound to break the situation.This person was very powerful, and his majestic arrogance aroused Luo Fanyin's anger.

The sound of the flute reappeared in an instant, and the strong inner energy diffused from the rhythm, intercepting the person's sword energy.This game is a foregone conclusion, but this strange man actually came to disrupt the game, right?

Feng Moran's flute sound intervened between the two. Why did this sudden man want to sabotage? Even if he knew that this game would be lost, he would not allow outsiders to intervene.

"You still want to help her even though you know you are losing. Should you say you are infatuated, or should you say you are stupid." The man's tone was a bit contemptuous, and the phantom of the spinning sword flower appeared in his hand. The powerful sword qi defeated the amalgamation of the flute sounds of the two, and the powerful internal qi in the rhythm was instantly dissipated.

Sanskrit and Feng Moran each took three steps back, looking in disbelief at the man in Tsing Yi hanging above the central chessboard, his eyes are an emotion that will be engraved in people's hearts.It's cold, but without any murderous intent, and there is still a hint of playfulness passing by.

Sanskrit and Feng Moran landed separately, and the mess in front of them has been broken.It was this man who broke the game between the two sides, broke up the game, and ended the deadlock.Feng Moran flicked his sleeves lightly, and the messy chess game was removed. He asked the man, "Who the hell are you? Why did you come to destroy the chess game between me and Sanskrit?"

Sanskrit was not going to speak, but wanted to hear what the man in Tsing Yi had to say.This chess game is just a stalemate, no matter how her car goes, Feng Moran will always have a way to stop it.Therefore, if this game of chess continues, it will only waste time.

Wanqing and all the talented women left the hall under the signal of Sanskrit.They really wanted to watch the excitement, but unfortunately, Sanskrit did not allow it, so they had to miss a good show.

The sword in Tsing Yi's hand emitted a strong light, when the light dissipated, the sword was gone.He looked at Feng Moran, "I didn't intend to destroy your chess game, but today, my master wants to see Mr. Feng. So I made a move as a last resort. I hope Mr. Feng can forgive me."

"Who is your master?" Feng Moran asked in a deep voice.

Tsing Yi's lips curved into a curve, "She is a person who can play the flute."

The reason why Tsing Yi said this was because Chang Ge specially ordered that he must create a lot of suspense.Rang Feng silently thought that the master was in the Qizhuang, not Yipinlou.

Sure enough, as Changge expected, Feng Moran became interested, a mysterious master who can blow flutes? To have subordinates with such advanced sword skills, his master must be a master among masters.It seems that the battle of Yipinlou will be postponed again.

Before Feng could speak silently, Sanskrit said with a smile: "Young Master Gongsun once invited me to visit the No. Demeanor. Feng Moran, the chess game between me and you is not over yet."

"Understood." Feng Moran smiled brightly in spring, only in front of Sanskrit could he be truly happy.This chess game is no longer just a competition, but an emotional confrontation.

☆、Chapter 14

The chess game has already ended, and Tsing Yi's arrival brings an unexpected surprise to the two of them.It seems that Feng Moran and Sanskrit are not suitable to be rivals. The real rival is the mysterious and proficient master of rhythm.