The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"Weird things happen every year, especially this year, and the most unlikely person appeared on the field." Jing Ao put down the brochure and went to the balcony to continue watching.

"Chen, who do you think will win this chess game?" Jing Ao asked with great interest.

"I don't know." Nangongchen frowned, he naturally hoped that Qing'er would win, but judging from the current situation, Heizi was gradually losing.

"This game of chess has been played for half an hour. I guess the winner will be decided in less than half an hour." Jing Ao said confidently.

"How to say?" Nangong Chen raised his eyebrows. Qing'er will lose, but not so early. He is still very confident in Qing'er's chess skills.

"I don't know how Miss Luo is. Based on my understanding of Hanyue Qiongying, if she is sure of winning, she won't spend too much time on it. It can be understood that she is too confident and arrogant, so When she saw that the opponent was gradually losing, she felt that this game had lost her interest and would end the game quickly."

"I guess the same about Hanyue Qiongying, but I know Qing'er better. She will not give up easily. Even if she knows she will lose, she will still turn the tide. She is a very tough woman." Said.

"Oh? So, then this game of chess is not about who wins and who loses, but about Miss Luo's tenacity, whether she can last for half a stick of incense, and how fast the shadow of the cold moon is." Jing Ao looked at it. Look at your friends, don't say it meaningfully.

Nangongchen frowned, and then said to the followers behind him: "Add a list to the chess competition, Nangongchen, hurry up."

The attendant was surprised for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes, young master." After finishing speaking, he quickly went downstairs.

"Hehe, Chen, don't you want to play against Hanyue Qiongying? If you lose, you will lose all face." Jing Ao laughed twice.

Nangong Chen's face darkened, and he continued to watch the chess game without answering.

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Another tall building.

The black-robed man stood tall, full of madness and evil, wearing a silver mask, his expression could not be seen clearly, his sharp black eyes looked at the chess game in the distance, his expression flickered.

"Go and find out who is playing chess."

"Yes, master." The guard responded and hurried downstairs.

When the chess game was about to end, the guard returned.

"Back to the master, number 15 is Luo Wanqing from the Department of Royal Ice, and number 96 is Hanyue Qiongying from the Department of Art."

Helian Jiuge was shocked and angry, and his eyes were fixed on the fifth floor of the distant pavilion, separated by a bamboo curtain, was she inside?

when did she come backDidn't tell him!

When she left a year ago, he thought she would come back to Lance Academy after her one-month vacation was over.

Even after several night visits to Jinlan Garden, she couldn't be found, but she still hasn't come back!How could he not be angry!

After sending people to inquire, I found out that she still has subordinates in Jinlanyuan, but she is just taking a break from school, so she will definitely come back.

"Adding a list to the chess game will lead to the next game."

The guard was surprised for a moment, a little panicked, a little embarrassed, and said: "Master, I'm afraid I can't be in the next game, can I go to the next game?"

"Huh?" Helian Jiuge raised his sword eyebrows, and his displeased lazy voice overflowed.

"When my subordinates were inquiring just now, a new list was added to the chess competition. It was Nangong Chen, who was designated for the next game. This person is the student representative of the competition." The guard said bravely.

The implication is that they want to compete with the student representatives for the next game, but they can't compete.

Helian Jiuge's expression changed, his black eyes were filled with coldness, it was the eve of the storm.

"If Nangong Chen loses, then the next round will be played. If Nangong Chen wins..., the next round will be played." Helian Jiuge hooked Gou Xiesi's lips.

If she wins, he will play against her; if Nangong Chen wins, he will see how strong the person who won her is.

"Yes, master." The guard hurried downstairs as if he had been pardoned.