When Xia Jiulong looked at ye QingHan, many people were confused, but ye QingHan's hair blew up and knew that he must have no good intentions.

Sure enough, Xia Jiulong smiled, hugged and bowed, "It shouldn't have been said by Xiao Huang. Depending on the situation, the relationship between the sage and Lord ye should be very good. I can't help hurting the sage's heart. In fact, the sage is infatuated with chess and likes chessboard and chess pieces very much. Is there a better chessboard in the world than Xingluo chessboard? This chessboard has disappeared for countless years, and now it's in Lord Ye's hands. Look at Lord Ye's expression , I don't want to take it out to honor the chess sage. "

Ye QingHan took a deep breath and almost burst. He clenched his iron fist and wanted to beat Xia Jiulong's smiling face into a pig's head.

The Xingluo chessboard is unknown to everyone in the world. It is the weapon of the Dalai sage. In those days, the Dalai sage could fight with the saint of the holy kingdom. The power of the Xingluo chessboard is well known to all saints. It is a chessboard gathering the stars in the world. Chess saints want to get such a state of mind.

"Fuck your mother, dare to pit me!" ye QingHan shouts with his fist. At the moment, you don't have to look up. You know that the overlords in the world are staring at yourself, and even the holy chess Zun is looking at yourself.

Zhan Zi knows best that the Xingluo chessboard may be in the hands of the little girl. Xia Jiulong doesn't talk nonsense, but Xia Jiulong now says that no matter how good-natured Shengqi Zun is, he will hate ye QingHan.

Shengqi Zun was calm on his face, but said with a smile, "little leaf, if it's really in your hand, I don't want your chessboard if I want to understand it."

Ye QingHan hesitated and admitted at the bottom of his heart, which was tantamount to exposing Lin Xue's identity, but if he didn't admit it, there must be a gap between him and the holy chess master.

After a long time, ye QingHan bowed back, "To be honest with the sage, I've seen the star chessboard, but it's not mine. I can't lend flowers to offer Buddha. After all, I'm shameful. It's shameless to let others give eternal sacred utensils to please others... Of course, I'm not saying that Prince Jiulong is shameless. Don't get me wrong. Prince Jiulong is the best face, as we all know , the reason why I didn't say anything about filial piety to the chess sage now is that I don't want to hit the face of the crown prince of Kowloon. I want to take out a gift slightly lost to the crown prince after the crown prince of Kowloon presents the immortal treasure, so as to make the crown Prince's face look better, don't I? "

Xia Jiulong blushed and glared at ye QingHan, almost unbearable.

Ye QingHan looked at Xia Jiulong with an angry face and sneered. Everyone just hurt each other. Then he said, "But looking at the prince's appearance, I must want to borrow the flowers of his ancestors to offer Buddha again. I overestimate that the prince loves his face, so let's say my gift now. Although the Xingluo chessboard is not a boy's, the master wants to understand. The younger generation is still confident that they can borrow it to let the sage understand for a few years. The boy will never only do those things that borrow flowers to offer Buddha."

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Sanskrit couldn't help laughing, and the scene was even more embarrassing.

Everyone looked at each other. Even those eternal people looked embarrassed. They were really worried about Xia Jiulong. They hit him hard on the face.

The eternal face of the nine house owners of the holy kingdom is self-evident. They hold their fists one after another, look at ye QingHan coldly, and kill everywhere. Obviously, their little Lord has been humiliated. It's strange that they can't help it, but the current place is not suitable for attack.

The heavenly Buddha and the Lord of hell, who had dealt with ye QingHan, looked at ye QingHan with strange light in their eyes.

The heavenly Buddha is fat and big ears. He is one size bigger than the ordinary people's Congress. He has a full weight of three or five hundred kilograms. It seems that he can't even move. He exudes Buddha light all over and smiles. It makes people look very comfortable, but ye QingHan looks more and more disgusting.

The Lord of hell is a little cold and thin, looks old, has some haze in his eyes, and his eyes are terrible, so people don't dare to look directly at him.

The holy masters of other holy places have never seen ye QingHan. Now they are all open mouthed. They are a little surprised. Unexpectedly, ye QingHan tore up with the prince of the first power on this public occasion, and didn't give face when tearing up. This face slapped.

Xia Jiulong was trembling because he only brought the purple gold holy chess this time. He didn't bring other decent treasures. He was ridiculed by Ye QingHan and couldn't find a reason to refute.

Sanskrit covers his stomach with one hand and his small mouth with the other. It seems to be laughing secretly. In fact, it is very exaggerated. Everyone can see it clearly.

Shengqi Zun obviously didn't expect ye QingHan to be so sharp and make the atmosphere in the field so embarrassing. He quickly got up and said, "the crown prince of Kowloon represents the Holy Lord of the holy country. Naturally, he doesn't need to bring his own gift. Zijin Shengqi is already the supreme gift. Don't fool around with little ye and don't apologize to the crown prince of Kowloon?"

Ye QingHan glanced at the corners of his mouth. He was extremely evil and charming. He smiled and said, "I'm really sorry. I misunderstood the prince. I envy the prince. I have a good ancestor who can donate flowers to Buddha. I can only rely on myself. Even if I don't have a baby, I have to fight a swollen face and be fat."

Xia Jiulong took a deep breath. After all, he was the first existence in the world. He soon responded. His face changed and said with a smile, "who said that the Emperor didn't prepare a gift? I'm a junior. No matter how good the fairy medicine and baby fairy material is, it's difficult to get into the eyes of the sage, so this time I'm going to do it myself. I'm going to congratulate the sage on his immortality, and I'll only make the sage smile."

The chess sage wanted to quickly end the secret fight between the two, but the heavenly Buddha said, "Oh? The Buddha wants to see what programs Kowloon has prepared. Let me wait and laugh."

Xia Jiulong smiled confidently, threw off his Dragon Robe, looked down at all creatures, looked around and said proudly, "Young generation, I think I'm the second. I dare not say I'm the first. The emperor represents the holy kingdom. Today, I'm willing to make a tiger for the saint's group, make a fool of myself, and let the saints smile. However, the high status of the true disciples of other holy places makes them lose face together with the emperor, which is detrimental to the faces of the true disciples. Although Lord Ye is the Lord of the sect, he is not I'm a saint disciple. I wonder if I can put down my face and dare to fight with me to cheer for the saint? "

Xia Jiulong's words, if spoken by others, would be absolutely arrogant, but it is true when spoken from his mouth. He made a fool of himself just to laugh at the sage!

Ye QingHan and Xia Jiulong clearly hurt each other.

However, who in the world doesn't want to see the momentum of the young generation of the world's first experts, they booed one after another and rushed the atmosphere to the peak. Even if the chess sage wants to stop it, it's too late.