Peach Blossom Spring.

Zhao Yun and the white-haired old man sat opposite each other steadily, making no unnecessary moves, only making moves.

Jiang Yuling was also there. She moved a small bench and held her little face with her hands. She looked bored and only inadvertently glanced sideways at the Soul Heart Peach Blossom Tree not far away. She had a special liking for the peaches on it.

, sometimes I am stunned and drooling.

The aroma of peaches is so charming.

The taste of peach must be more charming.

"If my disciple loses, will you really not give me a peach?" Jiang Yuling muttered.

"I always mean what I say." The white-haired old man stroked his beard.

"Actually! It's my grandma who wants to eat it."

"Then let your grandpa come, and I will give him a few more rewards."

"Bang!" Jiang Yuling disagreed. If her grandfather came, he wouldn't be fetching the peaches. The fight wouldn't be over. Back then, for her grandma, these two old guys were constantly looking for places to have fights.

The white-haired old man just smiled and said nothing.

To be honest, he was very pleased with the little girl. She looked so much like her grandmother when she was young. She was also quirky and a proper little devil.

What a pity!

Then a small cabbage was overrun by a pig.

"North Star...Wang Family."

Zhao Yun was muttering in his mind while playing chess.

The target has been set, and the next stop is Polaris. No matter how much money he spends, he will buy back that lamp. It is not only a lamp, but also his father's life.

Snap!

While talking, the white-haired old man gave birth to another child.

When it was over, Jiang Yuling said, "Step thirty-two."

She is like a timer. Every time the player makes a move, she will report the number.

"Senior, have you ever heard of Daluo Immortal Sect."

Zhao Yun took the chess piece and asked in a low voice.

"Which star region?" The white-haired old man took a sip of tea.

"This..." Zhao Yun coughed dryly, how could he know this!

The white-haired old man said no more.

There are so many star fields in the fairy world, each star field has so many ancient stars, and each ancient star has so many inheritances. He really doesn't know how to pick out a single force.

Or perhaps, he has little experience and knows very little.

Not to mention him, even ordinary gods may not have been to every corner of the fairy world.

Zhao Yun didn't ask any more questions and just played chess with peace of mind.

Soul Heart Fairy Peach is expensive, and there is no market for it. Winning this round is much easier than doing a lot of tasks, and you don’t have to win. You just need to survive a hundred steps. The most important thing is that there is no danger.

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As for the chess game at this moment! Of course, he was completely at a disadvantage.

I just don’t know how much skill the person opposite has used.

"This little fairy is not bad!"

The white-haired old man smiled in his heart and couldn't help but take another look at Zhao Yun. Look at the posture of playing chess and the implication of the move. Ordinary immortals can't compare with it. If the chess game is the battlefield, then this junior is the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army. No.

He moves like a mountain, his face does not change, and he can be so calm while playing with him. Such a state of mind is truly commendable.

Where is this?

Mr. Zhao pressed forward firmly, he had faced off against the gods before.

In terms of aura, the white-haired old man is very different from the punisher.

He has seen big scenes, so naturally he will not be in a hurry to urinate in this small gutter.

"Step 84."

Jiang Yuling counted again, and she was still energetic. She was only sixteen steps away.

Whether the old man was letting loose or Zhao Zilong was showing his true ability, she wanted to eat the peach anyway.

"The chess game has just begun." The white-haired old man said leisurely. The battle has been laid out. In the remaining sixteen moves, he will push the opponent to a desperate situation step by step. Everything is under his control.

As he spoke, he fell down again.

Suddenly, there was an invisible aura on the chessboard. Jiang Yuling felt nothing, but Zhao Yun felt waves of murderous aura. It was not the murderous intention of the white-haired old man, but the murderous intention in the chessboard.

That’s okay too.

He had expected it.

In the past, when we played against the sanctioners, the battles were much bigger than this.

The situation was also under his control, and Baibu wanted to kill him... It was a good idea.

At the critical moment, it’s time to use props.

As witty as Mr. Zhao, he picked up another ancient book. On the cover of the book, there were two big characters written crookedly: chess book.

"Senior, wait a moment."

Zhao Yun opened the ancient book and read it carefully like a good and motivated student.

Sharpen your gun before battle?

Jiang Yuling saw this and twitched the corner of his mouth.

The white-haired old man was leisurely, drinking tea leisurely.

This little guy is so interesting. Can you read the chess records on the spot and find out the solution from the book?

"That's it."

After reading the chess record, Zhao Yun made a random move.

The white-haired old man smiled and placed a chess piece casually.

Zhao Yunding Feng'er came up, and the game had just begun. His chess formation gradually showed a murderous spirit, and even after a few pieces fell, the chess situation changed drastically, as if two armies were fighting.

"Ninety-three steps."

Jiang Yuling stood up, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

Zhao Yun was still looking through the chess book and muttering.

Looking at the white-haired old man, his eyes became more profound. The situation seemed to be out of control. It was originally a round of siege, but the boy on the opposite side opened a way for him to survive. Not only did he escape, but he was also given a blow.

Great counterattack, such a little immortal has such attainments in playing chess.

"What a chess book." The white-haired old man said in his heart. He was particularly curious about what the ancient scroll in Zhao Yun's hand really hid. The boy only read it a few times and turned the tide of the battle.

"Ninety-seven steps."

"Ninety-eight steps."

"Ninety-nine steps."

Jiang Yuling was extremely excited and counted the numbers again and again.

It wasn't until the last sound that she looked at the white-haired old man with wide round eyes.

To be more precise, he was staring at the chess piece that the white-haired old man was holding. He didn't put it on the chessboard for three or two seconds. It seemed that this move, no matter where it was placed, could not kill Zhao Zilong.

indeed.

There is only one move left.

The white-haired old man was unable to kill, and the chess pieces in his hand were destroyed by him. The meaning was obvious: he had survived a hundred moves.

"We won." Jiang Yuling was very happy.

"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy."

Zhao Yun was quite sensible and stood up and handed over his hand.

The white-haired old man lost, and he was a little embarrassed. Because of his gift, he felt a lot more comfortable. He even stroked his beard casually, with an unpredictable attitude. For those who don't know, do you really think he was deliberately letting off steam?

At least in Jiang Yuling's opinion, the old man was showing mercy.

Otherwise, Zhao Zilong would not be able to survive.

"Peach, peach, give us peaches." Jiang Yuling chirped.

"I keep my word." The white-haired old man smiled, flicked his sleeves, and two peaches fell from the top of the soul peach tree branch, crossed the air, and landed in the arms of Zhao Yun and Jiang Yuling.

“It smells so good!”
To be continued...