Daqin: Dragon Ancestor Asked Me to Be a Chess Player and Play the World

With his apprentice Han Xu, he lost his own corpse, and he didn't feel any guilt at all!

He sneered: "Even if you are shameless, what can you do? It's not that your apprentice has forced you to such a degree!"

Guiguzi said lightly: "The chess game is not over yet, how do you know that your current advantage must be the final result?"

"Stop farting me."

Shi Jiao has a bad temper: "Other people don't know you. After fighting with you for so long, will they not understand you?"

"If you explain to me, it shows that you have a guilty conscience. You are really serious about your apprentice named Han Xu."

"Guiguzi, have you lived so long that your brain is going to break?"

Shi Jiao sneered: "Your apprentice, no matter how talented you are, can you still be as tall as you used to be? And when you were [-] years old, I knew exactly how much you could achieve."

"So, tell me, you are so scheming that you will suffer repeated losses in front of a [-]-year-old boy. Did you release water on purpose?"

Guiguzi closed his eyes, too lazy to explain to this guy.

Shi Jiao sneered: "If you don't speak, you will acquiesce. I really can't think of it, and you will release water when you seek holy ghosts!"

"However, if you release water, I won't release water!"

Shi Jiao suddenly waved his hand and directly blew the chess pieces off the stone.

After that, he held some chess pieces in his hand and quickly landed on the chessboard.

He said coldly, "That student of yours relied on scheming to destroy my corpse's bloodline."

"Then I will also use this method today to make him ruin his reputation!"

"You should be optimistic. I have not been idle for hundreds of years. Today, I will show you my ability to calculate!"

"At that time, your apprentice lost too much, don't feel bad!"

Guiguzi still didn't open his eyes, he said lightly: "Playing a game with my disciple, you should have the consciousness of death. If you despise him, the Mo clan giant will be a lesson for you."

"Humph! Ridiculous!"

Corpse Jiao held a chess piece, slammed it directly, and landed it on the chessboard.

He said, "Before I came to you, I had already made all the preparations while you were playing against Han Xu. It's ridiculous to compare me with that idiot of the Mo family!"

"You're just a [-]-year-old kid who still wants to beat me, Guiguzi, don't you think it's ridiculous that you say this?"

Guiguzi was silent and didn't say anything.

However, Shi Jiao didn't find it, and Guiguzi, who seemed to be irrefutable by him, raised the corners of his mouth indistinctly at this moment.

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Xianyang, on the Tianji Pavilion.

Han Xu fluttered in white clothes and was sitting at the table, looking at the pieces on the chessboard.

While watching, he held the sound transmission magic weapon, transmitted the sound without rushing, and issued orders.

Seeing this, the Sword Saint, who was about to leave, could not help but stop...  

He looked at Han Xu and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Isn't it all resolved?"

When Han Xu heard that the arrogant Sword Saint was curious, he said lightly: "The chess game is not decided for one day, and the day is full of dangers, how can senior brother think that it has been solved?"

"I play against the teacher, not just against the teacher!"

"The teacher's goal is only one of me, but my opponent is all the people in the world who want Qin to die."

"Therefore, even if the teacher temporarily dies, it doesn't mean that other opponents will follow suit, giving me a chance to relax."

The Sword Saint understood this time.

He said, "Apart from the teacher, is there anyone else to deal with you?"

"But now, no matter whether there are hundreds of schools of thought, or the remnants of the Six Nations, you are all overwhelmed by you. In a short period of time, I definitely don't dare to have any other thoughts."

"Who else can threaten you?"

Han Xu gave the last command to the sound transmission magic weapon, and then put the magic weapon up.

He said calmly, "Senior brother, do you still remember the corpse?"

The Sword Saint nodded and said, "Of course I remember that, as the second one to be destroyed, the leader of the corpse family is no better than the Mo family's tycoon."

He still remembered that when he was thousands of miles away, he heard the desperate roar of the head of the corpse family.

That voice really smelled sad, and those who saw it wept.

Han Xu said lightly: "Although the corpse family is destroyed, the trouble it caused me is far from over."

"What?" Genie was taken aback.

With chess pieces dancing on his fingertips in Han Xu's hand, he said, "There is a bad-tempered ancestor in the corpse family, do you know that, brother?"

Suddenly, Juggernaut seemed to have thought of something, his eyes widened sharply, and he said, "Is that the corpse that once fought with the teacher for a hundred years, but finally lost by half a cent?"

He suddenly thought of something, looked at Han Xu fiercely, and said, "You mean, he will shoot?"