Chapter 282: Think carefully, big trap

"You usually follow me to eat and drink resources, but now you are not willing to teach you personally?"
Miss Shuanger saw that the people in the pavilion were not responding properly, and her face pulled down: "When I miss Miss Shuanger, I have no temper?"
Then another look was lost, and the people in the pavilion felt helpless.
They looked at each other and thought they could only stick their heads on their heads. They are the arrogant sons of all the forces in the city this day, otherwise they are not eligible to come to this fairy banquet. It was not an opponent of the foundation built on that day, but it did have its own strengths. After all, even if the reputation of this day was blown out, it would be unconvincing if there were no skills.
"Hee hee, just drinking and boring, how about playing some games?"
At this time, Miss Shuanger stood up smilingly, raised her glass and looked around, said: "It is better to follow our previous rules, or to fight the sword and talk about the sword, and win, it is a glass of wine, if you lose, Just a little punishment..."
I heard Miss Shuang's opening, and suddenly there was no sound in the pavilion.
This is not compliant. Wasn't it a fine to drink a glass in the past, but now why is it a wine appreciation?
But I knew in my heart that Miss Shuanger was afraid of something. At this time, it was not easy to interrupt her.
It was at this moment that Miss Shuanger smiled and smiled at everyone. There was already a maid holding a chessboard. A jug of wine and a glass were placed next to it in the pavilion. Then Miss Sher looked at a man in a black robe in the pavilion and smiled: "Brother Feng, you are our first chess player in the city, even my seven uncle ancestors can't play you, and I said that you will be in the future. It must be a master strategy leader. We usually dare not play chess with you. How about leading you today?"
Everyone's eyes were focused, but they saw that Brother Feng was more than 30 years old, and he shook his head. In this group of young monks, they seemed to be slightly older and quieter. They rarely talked to people, and their eyes were always Squinting, it seemed that she would fall asleep at any time, but only occasionally, there will be fine and bright, when Miss Shuang Er mentioned him, everyone's eyes focused on it.
The black chess player, who was named by Miss Sher, also smiled and drank a glass of wine before standing up. She smiled and said, "Miss Sher is enjoying the wine, so I don’t dare not to drink it. Old knowledge, I have already played a lot of chess, and it is boring to play again. Fortunately, there are guests from Uchi country today. It is better for us to talk about a game with two people to help you drink."
In the pavilion, everyone listened, and immediately shouted loudly, and the atmosphere rose for a while.
"Boo" "Boo" "Boo"
Countless eyes fell on Fang Yuan's face, waiting for his answer.
Even Jin Hanxue turned around and looked at him at this time, seeming to be curious about his reaction.
Talking about the foundation, no one is as good as Fang Yuan, and of course no one dares to talk about this with him.
But the foundation of heaven is not necessarily proficient in everything. On the contrary, he specializes in spiritual practice, but other things are slack, just like Miss Jin Hanxue. On the other hand, in addition to spiritual practice, other things, piano chess, calligraphy and painting, drinking games, but it is completely unsuccessful, so someone secretly called her "wood"......
The foundation of the heavenly path from the Uchi country will surely be so!
Brother Feng is a true master of chess, his cultivation is not mediocre, but he is based on four veins, but everyone is in the chess. No one dares to say that he is above him. What is this monk from Uchi Could he beat him in this way?
Facing the eyes of so many people, Fang Yuan didn't understand anything. He usually concentrates on practice, but it does not mean that he does not understand these human accidents. On the contrary, his emotional changes towards others have always been very good. With a keen look, his expression remained unchanged, and his eyes did not change, so he had all the changes in the faces of the people in the field under his eyes, and he guessed about 70% to 80% of their plans...
So in response to the invitation of the black robe chess player, he just shook his head slightly and said, "I will not play chess!"
In the pavilion, everyone suddenly sagged.
If Fang Yuan said that he was not good at playing chess or something, everyone would certainly persuade him, such as "small game" or "play it," and everyone agreed to persuade him to come off, but I did not expect that the Uchi country monk just came The sentence "No", how to say this?
Miss Shuanger's face also changed slightly, sneer, and glanced at another person.
It was a young man wearing a burlap robe. It was more elementary than the green robe worn by Fang Yuan. With a long sword on his knee, he neither spoke nor drank, but sat on his hips until this time. Miss Sher’s eyes slowly stood up and said,
Actually, Miss Sher’s not saying, I want to speak too. I haven’t seen the foundation of Heavenly Dao in my life, but I want to be able to build the foundation of Heaven’s Dao. Talented, I don’t ask for anything else, I just want to ask you to give me some swordsmanship, how are you doing?"
Within the pavilion, everyone was slightly shocked.
This young man in linen is also a special existence in the pavilion. This person is called Li Daoxiong, but he is a true disciple of Xiaoxianmen near Tianlai City. That Xianmen is nothing, but this young man is Several ancestors in the city came to admire the endless geniuses of swordsmanship, otherwise, with some of his immortal gate, he was not qualified to mix into the circle of Miss Shuanger.
Normally, everyone respects their status and has little contact with him, but no one doubts his swordsmanship.
In terms of strength, no one doubts about the foundation of Heavenly Dao, but in the case of Kendo alone, Li Daoxiong should...
Fang Yuan glanced at the young man in the linen, shook his head, and said, "I don't understand kendo!"
Within the pavilion, no one said anything.
After a while, someone smiled and said, "Well, let's punch two?"
Others suddenly cast a despising glance at this man. On the practitioner's fairy banquet, are you sorry to draw a fist?
The surrounding atmosphere is already cold, Fang Yuan said: "I really don't understand the games you play, so let's say goodbye!"
He felt an unfriendly sentiment from Miss Nasher and the others in the pavilion, and Cui Yunhai even wanted to eat himself, which made him very uncomfortable. In addition, he never bullied himself and arrogantly arrogantly. The people in this pavilion saw themselves, even if they did not have much respect, they should not have such hostility.
But when the hostility started, he didn't want to use any method to ease it.
"Huh, we still treat you as our own, and play with you!"
At that moment, Miss Shuanger suddenly wrinkled her nose and sneered: "If it were not for Seven Uncles and the ancestors saying that you are not an outsider with us in the city, I would like to feast you, and I would not care about you now. Well, we invite you to drink and invite you to play, but you have been holding a shelf. You know, you want to come to our city and come to the city to seek guidance on spiritual practice. If you don’t know, I think we have something to ask you. Just go back and talk to Seven Uncle Zu, you can’t look down on us, don’t want to play with us..."
"Ok?"
Fang Yuan frowned and turned to look at her.
He really dislikes this petite and charming lady...
He didn't even know why this young lady was aiming at herself now...
But at this moment, Sun Guanshi, who was standing behind him, quietly pulled him, and then he heard a voice whispered in his ear: "Sister Fang Yuan, let's not At this time, self-willedness, listen to me, then play with them..."
Fang Yuan was slightly surprised and looked back at Sun Guanshi.
Sun Guanshi was still standing behind him, his lips didn't move, and the sound seemed to ring in his ears: "You have to believe me, I have thought of a good way to help you get the last volume of Leifa... at least there are Jiucheng grasped... But I can only point you at this matter, but I can't help you. Now you listen to me, play with them, and play beautifully, win beautifully..."
"Ninety percent grasp?"
Fang Yuan couldn't help but move slightly.
Sun Guanshi is unable to make a joke with himself on such a big event, so what idea is he playing?
Now, naturally, I can't ask in detail. After thinking about it, Fang Yuan still thinks he should trust Sun Guanshi.
So he groaned slightly, looked up at Miss Shuanger, and said, "I usually only know how to practice, and I have never been distracted. Whether it is chess or kendo, I don't understand a little or two. I am really worried about shallow skills and bad. Everyone's Yaxing..."
After hearing this, Miss Shuanger suddenly smiled on her face and said, "It's just a game. How can there be any inelegance? Brother Fang Yuan is too polite. Since he is willing to take action, what is there to delay? What about time?" He smiled and turned to the field, deliberately pondering: "I just don't know if Brother Fang Yuan plays chess or talks about swords first?"
Fang Yuan sighed, and stood up: "Listen to you!"
"I invited Fang Gongzi first, then let's talk for a game!"
The black chess player Brother Feng stood up, sat on the side of the board, and smiled, "Fang Gongzi please!"
Fang Yuan then went straight to the other side of the board and sat down.
At this time, Miss Shuang suddenly smiled and said, "Oh, yes, I just said, I won a glass of wine, and if you lose, you will be punished... what is the penalty?... hehe, Keep it simple, just learn how to call a puppy..."
"Wow..."
There were countless eyes all around Fang Yuan's face.
It was only now that she understood what Ms. Shuang Er meant, so she still ambushed this kind of careful thinking.
But if you think about it carefully, it can be a great loss.
If you go wrong, you lose, and you are not ashamed. If you punish you for three drinks, that is nothing...
But what if you learn to bark after losing?
That face was really thrown into the eighteenth floor of hell~EbookFREE.me~ And after he lost, if he didn't learn to bark, it would be ashamed of his promise.
Miss Shuang's little punishment, but there is a lot in it!
More importantly, she just waited until Fang Yuan was sitting down, and that was to worry that Fang Yuan would not enter the game after hearing this punishment!
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