Chapter 1227

With the acceleration of the cultivation of the moon falling immortal method, the frenzied Qi is finally slowly suppressed.

When Ning Xuemo opened his eyes, it was evening.

Her mood has calmed down a lot. He is now in a state of amnesia. She can't care too much about the amnesia people.

Maybe I should go and ask Ann? It seems that I need to say hello to Shifu.

Ning Xuemo then quietly walked out of the door and slowly walked towards the main hall.

Tianyin peak is full of flowers all the year round. Strange flowers and plants are planted on both sides of the road at will. One of these flowers and plants is priceless. Now they grow here at will like weeds. Although casual, but quite aesthetic.

Ning Xuemo looks at those flowers and plants all the way, and is in a good mood.

Walking to the front of the main hall, she made up her mind and crossed her eyes with hesitation.

She doesn't like the hall very much now. She was first booked for a night, and then burned the books

And In case Yunxi comes back, will he lose control and pour tea on her face?

Forget it. You can't get a tiger without going into a tiger's den. Ning Xuemo thinks in a mess.

Step into the main hall, around the screen

There was no one in the palace. Jiuli's favorite seat is empty. The white and the black are facing each other on the chessboard.

Where did he go?

Don't go out with Yunxi Remembering the scene of harmony between Jiuli and Yunxi that I saw in the tavern before, Ning Xuemo pursed her lips.

Standing in the main hall and waiting for a while, I haven't seen the figure of God Jiuli.

Ning Xuemo and so on are bored, just want to turn around and leave, suddenly see the chessboard around him. Although the white son and the black son are facing each other, the white son has fallen behind

Ning Xuemo watched carefully for a while and put a piece of white on the chessboard.

Then hold the black again, close your eyes and think for a while, and put the black in another position

She used to play chess with shenjiuli. Seeing the fierce black-and-white children fighting on the board, she couldn't help but itch, sit down and start to concentrate on playing chess with herself.

She imagines shenjiuli's style of playing chess in her mind, and then imitates his style when playing black, and does her own thinking when playing white

A black and a white staggered fall, she constantly change roles, playing a lot of fun.

When God Jiuli came out of his study, he saw Ning Xuemo sitting not far away with his back to him, playing chess with full attention.

He slowly walked past, put up his own pressure, quietly stood behind her to watch her play chess.

Ning Xuemo's concentration in playing chess, his breath is hidden well, so she completely finds that there is another person behind her.

At first, God Jiuli was just curious for a while. Slowly, he also became addicted to it.

He found that Ning Xuemo always thought for a while when he was in the dark, and then fell, and fell quickly when he was in the white.

So he looked at it carefully for a while. The more he saw it, the more he felt that the black man's chess style was familiar. Every step he took was in line with his own taste, like his own style --

the little girl was imitating him in playing chess.

It's the turn of the sunspot again. Ning Xuemo thinks for a long time with his eyes closed. Where will he end up in this situation? I've been speculating for a long time, but I can't figure it out.

Just at the time of agony, a perfect hand suddenly crossed his eyes, took the black spots from his palm, and put them somewhere on the chessboard.