Chapter 300： Really Wei He is here

"Unreasonable!"

"Someone imitates my face, and want to imitate my face?"

Lu Li looked cold, and said, "Two true monarchs, I would like to ask them to find the fake Wei He and confront me, or just search for the soul and refine the soul!"

"Old Ghost Ying Chong, what do you think?"

Mrs. Musk turned her head and asked.

"Huh! I just have nothing to do! It's okay to have fun! Who, then, go back to the sect and call Wei He over!"

Zhenjun Ying commanded with a gloomy look.

"Yes!"

The black-clothed old man following Lu Li took his command and flew away.

"Wei He, it happens to have some free time, why don't we play the game together?"

At this moment, Mrs. Musk sent out an invitation with a charming smile.

"It's better to be respectful than fate."

Lu Li groaned slightly, arching his hands.

Afterwards, he sat generously at the stone table and fixed his eyes on the chessboard.

boom!

In an instant, he seemed to see a sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses, and countless fierce demon gods rushed out of the sea of ​​blood on the corpse mountain to tear him to pieces.

It's an illusion!

Lu Li knew the four-headed and eight-armed Buddha's Dharma in a flash, and he woke up instantly.

"what."

Zhenjun Ying cried out in surprise, staring at Luli, surprised: "You kid can escape from the illusion of the chess game in just three breaths? It's kind of a doorway!"

"In the past few years, I have been looking for Yuan Ying opportunities abroad. Although there has been no breakthrough, there are always some gains. The strength has also increased a lot."

Lu Li said coldly, carefully observing the chess game.

On the disk, two big dragons are entangled with each other, the black dragon is powerful, and the white dragon is slaughtered at any time.

However, Bai Long died and was not stiff, with a foot in the upper right corner, ready to respond, and it seemed that he would not die for a while.

There are two robbery eyes in the lower left corner, which is a good place for robbery.

Lu Li easily picked up a black jade chess piece and placed it on the chessboard.

"interesting."

When Mrs. Musk saw where Lu Li had settled, she couldn't help but smiled charmingly: "I didn't expect you to still know the game of chess? Wei He, if you win, how about your concubine sleeping with you for the night?"

Sure enough, it is famous!

The opening is the rhodium cesium batch!

"Okay. But, can it be discounted? I'm a bit lack of spirit stones recently."

Lu Li asked coldly.

"Gluck. Of course you can."

Mrs. Musk smiled tremblingly, picked up a white chess, clicked it into the chessboard, and started fighting with Lu Lei.

Lu Li was also unceremonious, and immediately settled down.

The two of them fought so badly around these two robbery eyes.

It seems that he forgot about a fake Weihe.

True Monarch Ying Chong on the side had been paying attention to Lu Li's expression, and found that he was really concentrating on playing chess, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Could it be that this Wei He is the real Wei He?

"You are going to lose."

After about half a cup of tea, the corners of Mrs. Musk's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smug smile.

"Is it?"

When Lu Li mentioned a black chess, he was about to make a move.

But suddenly, his hand stopped in the air, his brows frowned slightly.

The brain started to work at extreme speed, calculating the surface.

At this time, he cultivated the Scriptures of Transforming Gods into the Stars, his soul grew stronger, his spiritual consciousness spread out, and he could cover a hundred miles in a radius, and it was nothing to do with the game of chess.

However, the more calculus, the more worrying the situation.

The red light in front of me began to shine.

The illusion of a million demon gods is about to reappear in the dead mountain and blood sea.

It looks like it's really going to lose.

"Give up, you are determined to lose. However, depending on your chess skills, I will come to my cave in a few days, and my concubine will give you directions."

There was a faint glow in Madame Musk's eyes.

That charming look, as if he was about to swallow Lu Li.

But at this moment, lightning flashed in Lu Li's mind, and suddenly a game of chess emerged, a game of man and dog, dog and dog.

These were all chess games he had seen when he was extremely boring in his previous life.

After pondering for a moment, he settled down.

Fall in another corner.

"Tsk tsk, the man is still like this, he won't admit defeat when he died. What's more, the concubine body makes you feel at ease in losing."

Mrs. Musk shook the moth's head, sighed, and followed the drop.

Bang bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

The two men moved like the wind, and after a few kung fu, the chess situation was greatly changed, and the black chess was directly at a disadvantage.

Dalong is even more precarious!

However, this huge disadvantage was only a few more robberies.

"Boy, do you know how to play? You don't know how to go and roll!"

Seeing that his chess game was messed up by Lu Li, True Monarch Ying Chong started to get angry.

But at this moment.

Snapped.

Lu Li picked up a black chess and pressed it heavily on the board, simply and neatly.

Then, he retracted his hand and said coldly: "Mrs. Musk, you lost."

"Lost? How could I lose?"

Mrs. Musk snorted softly, lifted the snow lotus root jade arm, and the white jade chess piece, which was about to be laid.

Suddenly, looking at the chess game, she was shocked and frowned.

Then his hand was held in the air.

The whole person is directly plunged into long thinking.

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared.

The brilliance in the eyes gradually dimmed.

True Monarch Ying Chong was also surprised, staring at the chess game, his pupils getting bigger and bigger, and finally he murmured four words:

"God...a hand?"

There was a bit of shock that was hard to suppress in the voice.

Each hand in chess is divided into bad hand, wonderful hand, and **** hand according to different levels.

Ordinary people are mostly stinky hands, and masters often play tricks.

However, in a game of chess, one of the gods who can come back from the dead, one move that determines the outcome, is enough for a lifetime.

Zhenjun Ying Chong is indeed a Go enthusiast, and he is naturally envious of this.

However, Lu Li put down his hand, still coldly, poured himself a cup of tea, and tasted it.

It seems to have done a trivial thing.

Happiness.

Mrs. Musk retracted her hand, put down the chess pieces, looked at Lu Li with admiration and admiration, and clapped her hands: "Yes, not bad! You are the first Golden Core monk to win me! This is one of the gods, I am convinced to lose! Interesting! Interesting! !"

"It's so **** weird! Could this god's hand appear in the hands of a golden core monk? I haven't tried it yet!"

Zhenjun Ying Chong stared at Lu Li in disbelief.

Hearing what he said, Lu Li said unceremoniously: "In this way, you really need to improve your chess level."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Ying Chong suddenly became angry: "Boy, come, fight the old man for three hundred rounds!"

"That's okay. It's just that Mrs. Musk has how many spirit stones a night, can you give me this newly lost spirit stone first?"

Lu Li turned his head and asked in a cold voice.

There was no trace of fear between his expressions.

As soon as these words came out, Zhenjun Ying and Mrs. Musk looked at each other, and they all had the answer in their hearts.

The person in front of him was always calm and composed, concentrated in the process of playing chess, and was able to make a coup of one hand, and he unceremoniously responded to the two of them. It should be the real Wei He undoubtedly.

If it is fake, it will never be so calm!

Just thinking about it, the black-clothed old man who had left led a black-clothed young man flying over and landed outside the pavilion.

"Two true monarchs, Wei He is here."

The old man in black arched his hands.

Hearing what he said, Lu Li turned his head abruptly, and a man who looked exactly like him immediately caught his eye.

It's really Wei He!

Mana, like Lu Li, has about fifty levels of flower flow.