What's going on here? The board is full of loopholes, and the board is full of holes that can be plugged.
But the two of them just didn't realize it. They were meditating and meditating. Playing chess was like descending a mountain. That was called caution.
Feng Yun looked at the chessboard and saw the twitching at the corner of his mouth. This chess skill was so unflattering.
"Have they always been like this?" Feng Yun asked Mu Huang through lip language.
Emperor Mu frowned and thought for a while, then replied silently: "It's been seven or eight years since I fell in love. I don't know when I got hooked on it."
At first I had to compete with my junior brothers, but now I no longer compete with my disciples, it’s just the two of them."
Fengyun finally understood after hearing this. It was probably because these two were so poor at chess that their disciples would not play with them.
With a slight movement of eyebrows, Feng Yun stood behind Master Mu Huang and glanced at the chessboard.
Then he picked up a chess piece and dropped it directly on the chessboard as Mu Huang and his master groaned.
"Hey, I won." After a moment of silence, Mu Huang's master, Na Yan Luo, his eyes lit up and he held his head high.
"Haha, you lost, you lost, and you said it was better than mine. Let's see the outcome today." Master Yama was so happy.
The immortal uncle opposite him frowned and said: "It doesn't count, it doesn't count, if someone else helped you, then you can count as the winner."
"Whoever helped me do it was myself..."
Master Yan Luo's face darkened, and he was about to get angry when he suddenly felt something and turned his head, looking at Emperor Mu next to him with a frown and cold eyes.
Master Yan Luo immediately raised his eyebrows, suppressed his arrogant expression, and said with a hard and cold look on his face, "Boy, you got here pretty quickly."
"Master, how long do you think I can be slow?" Mu Huang gritted his teeth after hearing this.
This place was only ten thousand miles away from his Nanyuan Imperial Capital. How many years did he think it would take them to go?
"Emperor Mu is back. Third brother, you masters and disciples are gathering together. I'll leave first." The immortal uncle raised his head and saw Emperor Mu, and immediately got up and smiled with an immortal smile.
"Don't run away from me. Bring me the things you lost in the bet." Master Yan Luo immediately glared at his senior brother fiercely, locking his aura on the immortal master.
The immortal uncle quit: "It's not you who defeated me, why should you?"