A Zi was frightened by his eyes, and always felt that she was dancing on the tip of the knife, but her inner desire made her grit her teeth and persevere.

She has been waiting for so many years before she has waited for such an opportunity and must not give up.

After a while, Long Tian withdrew his gaze, but it seemed to have been tens of millions of years for A Zi, and a hint of hope appeared in his eyes.

"How about it?"

"Yes, but you have to follow my orders~"

Long Tian said, and a burning cold light radiated in his eyes: "If I could let me know your tricks, hum."

"Don't worry, I'm a very trustworthy person, I don't know." A Zi immediately shook her head like a rattle.

"Credit?"

Long Tian snorted coldly. If he believed A Zi’s guarantee, he would be the most authentic person in history. Compared to this, he had a more direct and effective method.

Flip your wrist and slapped it out with one palm.

"Well!"

A Zi's whole body trembled and she opened her mouth unconsciously. The next second, something slid into her stomach along her throat.

Immediately afterwards, A Zi regained her freedom and staggered back, looking at Long Tian's eyes with a little more horror and fear: "What did you...have you done to me?"

"Nothing, it's just a reminder to keep your promise."

The corners of Long Tian's mouth slightly raised, outlining a 160-drain.

A Zi's face was as pale as paper. She never expected that she had not yet left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, but the current situation could not allow him to choose.

He stood up and said silently.

Long Tian was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he looked up at Tielong and Ayong and said, "You two are here for a long time, and I think you are familiar with the rules. Today I will preach you one by one to practice the methods. As long as you practice diligently, you will soon shine."

"Thank you, Master!"

Tielong and Ayong both thanked each other.

A Zi next to him disagrees with him. Not to mention the secret magic skills of this person, even if he has them, he will not be able to shine in a short time. This is clearly his family's opinion.

How could she know the magic of the players?

Long Tian didn't say anything nonsense, raised his hand to take out the [Kurong Zen Practice] and [Da Powerful Vajra Finger] and handed it to the Iron Dragon. In reality, this Iron Dragon is a disciple of the Vajra Sect. The outer sect skills are quite good. Practicing these two Buddhist supernatural powers complements each other.

As for A Yong, his body is weak, but he is cruel and vicious, and he is good at calculating. Long Tian passed on him [The Bone Forging of the Book of Changes] and [The Nine Yin Scriptures].

These martial arts are all top-notch. In the previous auction, everyone has seen the value of [top-notch martial arts].

After the two of them got it, they were both trembling and unable to control themselves. They became increasingly surrendered to Long Tian.

Arrange everything and everyone quietly returns to each place.

...

The next morning, Mr. Congbian Su Xinghe's disciple came to send a message, inviting heroes from all over the world to the mountain.

Because I saw the style of the Xingsu School yesterday, most people kept their distance from it as much as possible when they went up the mountain.

Murong Fu, who had left in anger before, appeared in high spirits again, but he didn't even look at Wang Yuyan. Occasionally, he had a look of light passing by, and he was full of indifferent attitude.

Wang Yuyan wanted to step forward, but she was always forced back by Murong Fu's eyes, and her expression looked a little sad.

Long Tian saw all this in his eyes, smiling without saying a word, Wang Yuyan was absolutely infatuated, but as long as he was a human, he would eventually be tired.

In the end, Wang Yuyan will see through Murong Fu, and things will naturally come naturally.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The sound of three bells and drums resounded throughout the valley. Looking around, I saw a towering stone wall in front of me. A black and white chess game made of bluestone was placed in front of the stone wall.

On one side of the chess game, there is an old man with long sleeves floating like a god, sitting quietly, bowing his hand slightly, and being in a state of great power.

"How lucky is it to be able to be appreciated by a letter from all the people of the world!"

"I dare not take it. Mr. Congbian has a super talent, so we will go there happily."

"We are all people who love chess. It is a blessing for the world to see that knowledgeable people gather here to break the chess game for the past thousand years."

"You polite sir, we are not talented, but we don't want to miss this grand occasion!"

...

Everyone was filled with compliments, but Long Tian was leisurely and contented in it.

Only "Tian Yeyu" could whisper: "These bunch of flatterers are still thinking about the inheritance of the [Xiaoyao Sect]. What is the discussion of chess skills? They are really first-class hypocrites."

As soon as this statement was spoken, it was immediately agreed by everyone.

The little mouse, the old rookie nodded repeatedly and said, "If Mr. Congbian can really be fooled by them, he will not invite the heroes of the world to break the deadlock. In my opinion, it will ultimately depend on his strength."

"Zhenlong Chess Game..."

Wang Yuyan looked at the black and white chessboard in front of her, and a blurred luster appeared in her eyes.

Su Xinghe was obviously not interested in the flattery of everyone. He laughed it off and raised his hand to make a request, saying, "I wonder which hero is willing to end up and have the first competition with me?"

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, stupid~ I know that the first one will suffer a loss, so no one is willing to step in easily.

Of course, there are many confident people among them, such as Mr. Murong.

"Gusu Murong Fu is not talented, and he is willing to learn the old man's skills."

Murong Fu took a step forward, and a brilliant light emerged in his eyes, obviously he was extremely confident in his chess skills.

When Su Xinghe saw Murong Fu, he was handsome and handsome, and was very proud of his peerless young master. He couldn't help but look up a little bit in his heart.

There was a little smile in his eyebrows and nodded, "It turned out to be Mr. Murong, please sit down."

"Thank you!"

Murong Fuzi sat in front of Su Xinghe.

When everyone saw Murong coming back to fight, they were both happy and worried. What they were happy was that someone went to fight, and they could see the changes in the Zhenlong chess game.

If we think about it in detail, we will never be able to degenerate the variable value paths.

The worry is because Murong Fu is famous. Once he really breaks the chess game, others will not have a chance.

Only Abi was simple-minded and was looking forward to her young master's victory. She waved her fist and said, "Come on, young master."

Murong Fu looked back at Abi, with a soft smile appearing in his eyes.

Long Tian was wandering around the two of them, and his heart skipped a beat: "The situation is something wrong, can these two people be..."

"Well!"

Just looking at A Bi, a ecstatic expression, and then seeing Murong Fu's red face, there was such a big change overnight. What happened seemed to be predictable.
Chapter completed!