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Chapter 18 Closing(2/2)

"kill!"

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In the sky above Yanjing, the immortals fought to the decisive battle. The people were shocked and all of them were shocked.

Schoolyard. Yan Chuan and a group of soldiers of the royal uniform were also paying attention to the sky-

Xingluo Villa, Outer Valley!

A group of chess kings were waiting.

Meng Rongrong had already guessed the result, so she didn't care, just waiting for Yan Chuan's recruitment to admit defeat. "Go!"

Three batches of BMWs rushed into the valley.

"Well!"………

As soon as he pulled the reins, Liu Jin stopped.

"New chess is here, new chess is here!" The chess kings said excitedly.

Liu Jin dismounted and walked closer. Everyone moved away from Liu Jin when he passed by.

Meng Rongrong waited patiently, after all, it was already at the end. Are you here to invest and admit defeat?

"Huh?" Meng Rongrong looked at Liu Jin in surprise.

At this moment, Liu Jin actually grabbed a black piece and started to make a move towards the chessboard.

"Bang!"

The blackspot fell, which immediately caused everyone from all directions to be confused.

"What are you doing? Seeking death?"

"Yes, this self-filled chess eye has given up?"

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The chess kings were puzzled.

"wrong!"

A chess king next to him reviewed the game, and according to Liu Jin's move, after taking away twenty black pieces, the entire chess situation changed and all turned around.

"Ah!" the chess king exclaimed.

The chess kings looked at the chessboard that was being reviewed.

"how so?"

"This, this, this, this, Master Yi was defeated?" a chess king said incredibly.

Suddenly, all the chess players' faces froze. It seemed like a thorn in their throat, which was unbelievable.

"What? Yi Feng was defeated? Impossible!" Meng Rongrong, who was full of confidence, said disbelief.

He walked up to take a look. "Here? How could it be here? How could it be here!" Meng Rongrong looked at the chessboard incredibly.

"Go, report to the old teacher!" Liu Jin said to the servant who was dazed.

"Ah. Ah? Oh! Yes!" the clerk shouted in a daze.

Then quickly ran into the valley.

In the valley.

Yifeng closed his eyes and thought, thinking about the chessboard. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from afar.

Yifeng's eyes opened and a wave of expectation flashed.

"How? He made a move?" Yi Feng couldn't wait.

"Yes, I've made a move, I'll get into the 95th!" shouted the servant.

Yi Feng's grandson looked at the chessboard and dropped the black piece: "Hahaha, is he seeking death?"

"No, no!" Yi Feng exclaimed suddenly.

"Grandpa, he has lost twenty pieces!" said Yifeng's grandson.

"No, no, he actually entered the Nine Five? He actually entered the Nine Five? The Nine Five is the throne, the Nine Five is the king of the world, and he is so arrogant!" Yi Feng said with a wry smile.

"grandfather?"

"I lost, I actually lost! Hahaha!" Yi Feng laughed freely.

"What? Grandpa, you were defeated? It's impossible. Also, even if something is wrong, you will definitely be able to turn the tide!" Yifeng's grandson exclaimed.

"The throne of the Nine Five is the throne, and the ruler is unparalleled! I am not wronged in this game of chess! Hahaha!" Yi Feng laughed loudly.

However, halfway through laughter, his body suddenly shook, fell down, and fainted.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you, Grandpa? Imperial Doctor, hurry, hurry!" the middle-aged man exclaimed.

A man in brocade robe quickly stepped forward and put his hand on Yi Feng's pulse.

A little diagnosis was made.

"How is it, how is my grandfather?" the middle-aged man said anxiously.

"It's not a big deal. The old master has been exhausted these days and is just exhausted. I'll have a good sleep and rest for a few days without any serious deal!" The imperial physician said immediately.

"That's good!"

"Young Master, what do you mean to the outside?" A servant said with a look of an ugly expression.

After all, Yifeng has never been defeated. If you want to tell me, will it be......

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Tell it truthfully. Grandpa has been standing tall all his life and doesn't care about the statement. Grandpa once said, "I am not afraid of defeat, I am afraid of defeat!", go to the publication.

Bar!"

"yes!"
Chapter completed!
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