fake prince

Chapter 38

"Mr. Long, she and I are brothers and sisters. We are both prosperous and wealtered. Although I am not a chess player, she lost and was willing to die together. Can you allow me to join her in the chess game?" Seeing this, Su Ziji made a decisive decision. , saluting to Lord Long.

This request is against the principles of the chess game, but it is reasonable to distinguish carefully.

Because this is not a real match, but to solve the endgame, or to break the seal, I hope that Lord Long will allow it. Sure enough, Lord Long listened, stared at it, and nodded again: "Yes."

"Thank you Longjun!" Su Ziji thanked, then walked to Ye Buhui's side, and then, without looking at the chess game, he unfolded the game record and began to recite on the spot.

Just now, I only recited a small part silently, but was interrupted by Ye Buhui's words. Now I am really reading from the beginning to the end.

Ye Buhui was already at the critical point at this time, there was no other way, when he heard Su Ziji chanting, he slowly focused all his attention on what Su Ziji was chanting.

As for Su Ziji's place, as far as his eyes could see, golden light continuously emerged, and his voice was loud and clear. From the beginning, it was only the voice of a mortal, and later, there was a thunderclap accompanying every sentence.

This is not teaching chess skills, it is a practitioner who is performing secret techniques, and Su Ziji's body is shrouded in a faint halo.

This halo is invisible to ordinary people, but Lord Long, Da Yao, and even Hu Xiyan can see it, and it really changes their colors immediately.

"How many years, finally..." A big monster murmured, causing a gasp.

Hu Xiyan clenched her fists even more.

It's just that even so, none of the great monsters left the table, which made her thoughtful.

Nearby, Zheng Yingci and Zhang Modong also trembled and listened intently, while several chess players watched the crowd listening, and suddenly mustered up their courage and fled outside.

Strange to say, not to mention the big monster, even if he was staring at the soldiers, no one stopped him and let him go out.

Bei Nu also didn't move, her eyes were looking directly at Su Ziji, her body trembled slightly, and she was also listening attentively.

It wasn't until Su Ziji had recited all the words that the faint thunder slowly stopped.

"Mr. Dragon!" Bei Nu shouted in surprise, and Mr. Long, who was sitting, stood up, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Su Ziji in surprise and joy, but he didn't know what he thought of, and sat down again .

"So that's how it is!" Before the chess game, Ye Buhui only felt that his sluggish head had become clear, as if he had been enlightened, and all kinds of comprehensions came to his heart immediately.

The endgame in front of me was originally a dead end, with no way out, but now the fog in front of me was cleared away, revealing an endless and smooth path, which changed the world all at once.

"Break the game!" Ye Buhui didn't hesitate any longer, and with a "snap", the sunspot in her hand finally fell firmly on the key point.

boom!

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, the ground shook, and the whole palace shook.

"Ah, run away, run away!" The people who were close to the gate of the palace shouted and rushed out when they saw that the big monster and the soldiers did not stop them, and another person escaped.

This scene was noticed by Su Ziji, he pondered for a moment, looked at the unstoppable monster, but held back Ye Buhui, and let them escape without moving.

In a blink of an eye, the hall is empty, only monsters are left. If you want to talk about people, apart from Su Ziji and Ye Buhui, only Zheng Yingci and Zhang Modong are still there. Zheng Yingci is not moving, but Zhang Modong hesitates for a long time, hovering around the chessboard. Leave.

"Why don't you leave?" Long Jun asked with a gloomy gaze, tapping on the jade table with his hand.

Zheng Yingci sat upright, and replied solemnly: "Leaving without the permission of the Dragon Lord is not only disrespectful, but also a crime. How can students leave at will."

"It makes sense, and the way of chess is not small!"

As everyone looked, the chessboard in front of Zheng Yingci appeared, except for the last move, everything else was exactly the same as Ye Buhui.

"It's just that there is only one winner in the end." Long Jun waved his hand: "Zhang Modong, although you are talented, but your fate is very weak. Despite many scientific examinations, you will never be able to win a prize."

"Although I can make up for it, but your fortune is poor, and you will not be able to be famous in the end. It's just a provincial test."

Zhang Modong also calmed down at this time, and bowed to the ground: "Even if he can win the provincial list, his heart is enough."

"Very good!" Hearing a "pop", Long Jun raised his hand, and a small and round bird flew out and flew into Zhang Modong's body.

Zhang Modong just thanked him, but the figure suddenly disappeared.

"This is a quail, a genus of the ninth grade." Su Ziji's eyes were piercing, and he immediately saw that he was thinking about Zhang Modong's disappearance.

"As for you, you have a lot of energy, but you haven't solved this game, and you have no chance with me. How about this, I will reward you with a wish to thank you for this game." Long Jun raised his eyebrows and lazily ordered, Bei Nu seemed a little distressed, but she still handed over a jade wish to Zheng Yingci.

Zheng Yingci pondered for a while, and seemed to be missing something, so he thanked him anyway, and the figure also disappeared.

Waiting for Zheng Yingci to leave, the big demon got up and bowed respectfully: "Congratulations, Lord Long, we have been waiting for many years, and it is also a pleasure to see this."

As they said that, lights invisible to the naked eye lit up under their feet, layer upon layer, and if you look closely, they are all big seal characters, forming a circle, and in a blink of an eye, you hear the wind outside.

The wind blew on the ring, and the palace immediately dimmed, as if covered with dust.

"As I expected, this palace is unusual."

"The Beaulieu Secret Art was created hundreds of years ago... If this is really the Beaulieu Water Mansion, everything in front of you may be half-truth, half-false, or even something that happened in the past."

"Perhaps it was a coincidence that we accidentally fell into the past time point and entered this mansion by mistake. If this is the case, or when this matter is over, it will be time for us to go back."

"I just don't know if the people who died here were really dead or just a nightmare."

Su Ziji had a clear understanding, grabbed Ye Buhui, and wanted to pull her up, but just as soon as he exerted force, a force bounced Su Ziji away. When he looked at it again, it looked like an ordinary stone chessboard. At this time, it turned into a ray of light, wrapping Ye Buhui directly in it.

"This girl has my blood, although it is very weak, but this is her chance." At some time, Long Jun came to the side, and took the initiative to explain: "She is opening the inspiration."

Although Su Ziji doesn't understand the meaning of inspiration, he also knows that chance should be accompanied by benefits.

Of course, even if he thought it was not a good thing, he didn't dare to stop it rashly in this situation. If Ye Buhui was hurt, it would be too late to regret.

After a while, the brilliance dissipated and the chessboard disappeared, so she fell backwards.

In a hurry, Su Ziji held her in his arms, stretched out his hand to test it, and found that her breathing was normal and her life was not in danger, so she looked at Lord Long.

"Mr. Long, this game has been broken, can you send us back?"

Long Jun smiled, but said: "No."

Wait, no?

Su Ziji was startled, thinking he had heard wrongly, looked carefully at Lord Long, endured it, and then asked again: "Mr. Long, do you...do you have anything to order?"

(End of this chapter)