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Chapter 332

Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu were asking for swordsmanship along the way, and soon arrived at the beginning of May, then rushed towards Leigu Mountain.

The two of them came to Leigu Mountain and walked along the mountain road. By noon, the terrain became higher and higher, and even if the white dragon was driving, it was quite difficult, so the two of them dismounted and walked.

After walking for more than half an hour, I came to the ground and saw the shade of bamboo and the scenery was quiet. A pavilion was built by a giant bamboo next to the mountain stream, building an elegant and exquisite mind, and the bamboo is a pavilion, and the pavilion is a bamboo. At first glance, I couldn't tell whether it was a bamboo forest or a pavilion.

Both of them had their eyes lit up, and Yang Guo thought to himself: "Su Xinghe can teach eight disciples with unique skills, and his own achievements must be extremely high. If things can be accomplished today, maybe I can truly build the Valley of Jueqing into a paradise."

At this time, someone had already found two people on the mountain road and immediately rushed down to greet them.

When he saw two men dressed as farmers walked up to them, he bowed and then whispered, making a big gesture to indicate whether the other party had brought an invitation.

Yang Guo roughly understood what the two meant and handed them the invitation.

After taking the invitation, the two men immediately respectfully led them up the mountain.

Soon, the four of them had entered a valley, with pine trees in the valley. The mountain wind passed by, and the pine sound was like waves.

The white dragon held a few pine cones on the ground and chewed them in his mouth. Soon he felt bored and sniffed out loud.

Seeing this, Yang Guo asked it to play on his own. The white dragon was not pretentious. When he raised his four hooves, it turned into a gust of wind and disappeared in front of several people.

When the two deaf and mute men saw it, they couldn't help but look surprised, thinking that on this rugged mountain road, how could the horse run as fast as the wind?

Then the four of them walked around the forest and came to the three wooden houses.

At this moment, two people sat opposite each other under a big tree in front of the house.

Three people stood behind the left and one man, and one man with a rebellious attitude stood behind the right.

More than ten people were sitting cross-legged on the ground. Some were covered with silver needles and placed decoctions around them. Some were secretly circulating internal energy to meditate and heal their injuries.

Yang Guo recognized Deng Baichuan, Kang Guangling, Xuan Nanxuzhu and others at a glance.

He turned his eyes again on the two people playing chess under the tree.

The person sitting on the left was a handsome young man about twenty years old. Behind him was a Taoist with a sword on his back and a couple.

As for why they knew that these two were a couple, they happened to recognize them all. They were Taoist Wuchen, the second leader of the Red Flower Society, Wen Tailai, the fourth leader of the thunderbolt, and Luo Bing, the eleventh leader of the mandarin duck sword.

In this way, the young man in front of him must be Chen Jialuo who can treat the three of them so seriously!

Yang Guo thought for a moment and guessed the other party's identity.

And the one who is playing chess with Chen Jialuo at this moment should be "Mr. Congbian" Su Xinghe.

Behind Su Xinghe is the "Enemma of the King of Hell" Xue Muhua.

As the two deaf and mute men came with Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu, they immediately attracted the attention of the Honghuahui three.

When he saw Yang Guoshi, Taoist Wuchen and Wen Tailai both changed their faces, but when Luo Bing looked at him, he couldn't help but think of something, his eyes dodged slightly.

However, the three of them were soon attracted by Xiaolongnu. After all, the other party was so beautiful, like a fairy who was exiled, floating in white clothes, and her whole body was covered with gauze and mist, unlike people in the world.

Taoist Wuchen and Wen Tailai were both ambitious people. They did not look at them rudely. They just looked at them with a stunning look in their eyes, and then hurriedly looked away.

Yang Guo was not worried about the incident that day, so he walked up openly, hugged and said, "I didn't expect that even the three leaders of the Red Flower Club have come. It's really a long time since I saw you!"

Seeing that his face was not changed, the three of them seemed to be completely disregarding the revenge of interception that day. Wen Tailai was secretly impressed, and the three of them hurriedly clasped their fists and bowed: "Master Yang Xiang, you are polite!"

At the same time, the three of them admired Yang Guo's great achievements in eliminating the traitor Aobai for the Han people. Later on, they realized that he did not surrender to the Qing court, but intended to avenge the revenge of Yin Xiangzhu of the Qingmu Hall, and endured humiliation so much. His perseverance was really hard to reach.

Although the leaders of the Red Flower Society were a little inconsistent with him, they also had great respect for him afterwards when they learned the truth.

On the contrary, after learning about this, Yu Wanting passed the position of the chief executive to his adopted son Chen Jialuo.

Today, Chen Jialuo was sincerely invited by Mr. Congbian to attend the chess meeting in Tiandea and Dumb Valley. Taoist Wuchen and Wen Tailai and his wife accompanied him to the meeting as guards.

Chen Jialuo and his group were the first to arrive. When they were free, Su Xinghe took the lead in starting a chess game with him, and immediately set up a Zhenlong chess game and asked the other party to crack it.

However, seeing the situation between the two, Chen Jialuo seemed to be defeated.

In fact, Yang Guo couldn't quite understand the situation on the chessboard because he couldn't play chess at all.

The reason for this conclusion is that one is that no one can break the Zhenlong chess game, except for Xu Zhu, the wall hanging, and the other is that Chen Jialuo's face gradually became ugly and sweaty at this time. It was very difficult to make every step happen.

"Guo'er, is this playing chess?"

Xiaolongnu looked at the dense chess pieces on the table curiously and asked.

Although Yang Guo couldn't understand the chess style, he still asked Huang Yaoshi to make up for his knowledge about Go when he came, and immediately explained:

"The Zhenlong Chess Game set by Mr. Congbian is a kind of life-seeking problem that is carefully organized in Go. Its characteristic is that it is ingenious and uses skills such as pan battles, life and death, hand tendons, murderous aura, etc. to affect the overall situation and be fascinating..."

In order not to appear to be amateur, he specially learned this professional term from Huang Yaoshi.

When he thought that the chess game was difficult to break, he should have mastered chess skills on the literary and artistic skills card. However, when he thought about it, if he didn't learn music, it seemed that he would suffer greater losses to himself, so he would no longer be a hindsight!

Fortunately, he was not skilled enough and had a good time. Although the process was a bit risky, he might not have had the opportunity to get this opportunity.

At this time, with the fall of Su Xinghe's black sect, Chen Jialuo's white sect no longer had the chance to revive and finally lost.

Chen Jialuo sighed and shook his head and said, "The old man set up a Zhenlong chess formation is extremely profound and clever. I will be at a disadvantage when I am born in the evening!"

Seeing that Su Xinghe won, he showed a sad look on his face and couldn't help but say, "Young master's chess is sophisticated. These dozens of chess have reached an extremely high level. I just couldn't think of a deeper step. It's a pity, alas, a pity, a pity!"

He said four times in a row, and the regret was indeed very deep.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them picked up the chess pieces they had set up back to the chessboard, and the original formation was restored on the chessboard.

Chen Jialuo stood up and looked at Yang Guo in surprise. Under the introduction of Taoist Wuchen, he greeted politely: "It turns out that it is the young hero and Yang Xiangzhu of the Qingmu Hall of the Tiandihui. Chen Jialuo has long been honored with great reputation!"

Yang Guo replied with a bow and said, "It turns out that he is the new leader of the Red Flower Society, I'm so sorry!"

Chen Jialuo nodded slightly, looked at Xiaolongnu, and an unconcealed look flashed in his eyes. Then he withdrew his gaze and did not stare at the other party with a risk.

When Yang Guo saw that Chen Jialuo was indeed a gentleman, he also had a great impression of him.

His Tiandihui and Honghuahui were both anti-Qing righteous troops, so it is not advisable to make too many grudges. He dare not say that he still has the opportunity to cooperate in the future.

Although Chen Jialuo was defeated, he was not in a hurry to leave. After all, there are still many young talents who have not arrived yet. He also wants to see if anyone in the world can defeat this Zhenlong chess game.
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