Revival of the Gods

"You can say that!" Xian Yu said with a mouth, raised his hand to take out the black chess from the box, cast on the board!

Xiao Hua immediately took a laugh, took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked at the blacks cast by Xian Yu, and there was a lot of coping in the mind!

With so many coping methods, there is naturally a more complicated game. Xiao Hua thinks a little bit and thinks about one of his own experiences.

I know, Xiao Hua just put down the white, Xian Xian immediately took a hand, Xiao Hua smiled slightly, there is a kind of light in the chest, and then followed, and waited for the opening ceremony to be roughly finished, Xiao Hua slightly nervous The mood has been relaxed, the original black and white, but so!

However, Xiao Hua’s thought was just born, and the fairy 傀 傀 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 萧

“Hey?” Xiao Hua looked up and looked at the immortality of the unchanging look. The heart was wondering. “Xiao’s previous son, if viewed from the game, there are forty-two superior responses, twenty of them are coping, this One hand... Why don’t you follow the routine?”

Xiao Hua’s brain turned sharply. The immortal thought is more powerful than the ordinary mortal. But it’s a turn of thought, a similar chess game, etc. has passed a lot. Xiao Hua hesitated for a moment, according to the best memory of memory.

Xian Yu is obviously more than a slap in the face, Xiao Hua has just settled, he readily responded.

And this one, Xiao Hua can understand, the same as the previous one, so he did not think... I immediately picked up a white cast!

However, Xiao Hua’s finger just left, a kind of unreasonable birth from his heart, he hurriedly looked at the board, but unfortunately, but he did not see anything!

Then there was thirty more hands, and Xiao Hua felt more awkward, not to mention that the fairy tales were erratic, not according to what he thought, and Xiao Hua himself was also tired of coping, waiting for a few hands, Xian When a child settles, Xiao Hua suddenly feels that there is a sorrow on the board. Xiao Hua is shocked, then he looks at it...

"Oh my God!" Xiaohua didn't feel anything when he followed up. At this time, watching the game again, the whole black game has an absolute advantage. White has long been alive.

"This..." Xiao Hua did not rush, but did not rush to admit defeat, but carefully reminiscent of the whole process, but for a moment he himself was dumbfounded!

Xiao Hua vaguely remembered his experience of studying Wu in the real world or in his youth. He Tianshu of Tunxi Mountain Villa once told a story to himself.

A martial artist learned a lot of moves and routines, but when he competed with others, he was defeated by three punches and two feet. When asked about the reasons for his defeat, he also plausibly said: "They don't follow the routine!"

At that time, I also laughed at the pedanticness of the man. Now it seems that although he is already a real fairy, he can still follow the lessons of others!

I only thought about the game, I thought about all the responses, but I forgot the situation of the whole game. The one that had previously produced a horror at first, although it looks similar to the game, but the game is different from the game, which now seems to be a waste game. Then I didn't think about change, and I still copied it in a blunt way. It was simply naked on paper. If I was undefeated, would it be impossible for Xian to fail?

I want to understand that Xiao Hua takes a deep breath and throws the game in his mind aside, ready to respond flexibly, and remedy the game.

However, holding a white child and looking at the chessboard, Xiao Hua’s mind was blank, and he suddenly found out... he didn’t know how to settle down!

Although Xiao Hua can see the decline of Bai Zi, he can see where there is life and death, but there are too many lives and deaths, one after another, it is impossible to solve easily!

And after Xiaohua’s mind was moved, all kinds of chess pieces came out again!

Xiao Hua took a moment and laughed. He was over-corrected. The so-called chess score is naturally a master game. The first time he talked, naturally he is familiar with it. It is normal to learn from the master experience.

Later, Xiao Hua still settled according to the previous ideas, but before he settled down, he must first consider the entire game, and even push forward a lot.

The first game... Needless to say, Xiao Hua was terrible.

That immortal is also interesting, as long as Xiao Hua does not vote for the loss, as long as it has been down, until the final count!

At this time, how Xiaohua does not understand, people are playing with themselves!

Xiao Hua was meticulous in accordance with the rules of black and white, Qizi, and finally looked at the almost black board, grinning, and I did not know how many years of cultivation, and finally began to be arty in the first game!

Subsequently, Xiao Hua and Xian Yu began the second game. This bureau Xiao Hua intentionally tempted, and did not necessarily follow the game record, but also quite some of his own income.

I don't know how many games are played. Xiao Hua gradually grows from being strange to familiar, from familiarity to being well-versed, and in the spare time, he is gradually gaining experience in various stages such as layout, middle plate, and closing! Especially those games, although still a game, but Xiaohua has a new understanding of the many changes in the game.

Waiting for a casual fall, the unspeakable coolness was born from the bottom of Xiao Hua's heart. Xiao Hua couldn't help but sing the song: moving like a smart water, as quiet as Renshan, with the sense of change, change the end, black and white into the gods is nothing!

"Ha ha..." At this time, Xianyu suddenly smiled. It is not the voice of black and white chess. "Congratulations to Xiaoyou, you have already entered the realm of God, please go to the next tattoo!"

"Oh?" Xiao Hua stunned, and said, "Is it necessary to win?"

"Little friends have lost... There are about tens of thousands of games. In a short time, Xiaoyou is afraid that it is not good to win, or rush to the next line!"

Hearing that he lost tens of thousands of games, Xiao Hua couldn't help but feel a bit hot. He didn't realize that the black and white chess sacred had changed his name. He got up and arched and smiled: "Work hard, thank you!"

Then Xian Xian let open the stairs ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A step by step mountain road appeared at the foot of Xiaohua!

Looking at the mountain road, Xiao Hua picked up the stairs and sang the neck. The road is long and the road is long, and I will go up and down!

The second tattoo, as well as the fairy on the tattoo, looks exactly the same as the first one. At least in the case that Xiao Hua can't release the thought, the difference can be distinguished by the naked eye alone.

However, this fairy sings down, Xiao Hua knows in his heart that this fairy is definitely not the previous one, and the chess style is different.

Xiao Hua is not in a hurry, still with the general in the past, the mind is calculated, the hand is falling, and all the traces are traceable!

The first level is that Xiaohua has lost all the time, no wins, and the second level, even more powerful, Xiao Hua is still losing!

I don’t know how many games I played. Xiao Hua gradually felt that she had a feeling of falling. She seemed to be out of the game, and she was attached to another fairy. She even had the feeling of watching the game from the other side. Xiao Hua suddenly opened up, the gods are rules, the bamboo is in the chest, the ruling is changing, not leaving, it is the sitting photo!