Chapter 82: Book fairy is a rogue

Lin Hai smiled slightly, and there was no trace of panic on his face.
"Chess predecessors, really worthy of the name, admire under!"
The corner of the chess mouth is a glimpse of the face.
"How can a rare old man be killed in a district? Now that the endgame has been broken, your assessment will be a failure. You will be fined by yourself, and the old man of the province will personally punish you."

The assessment failed?
Lin Hai smiled and shook his head.
Is the predecessor wrong?

"Wrong? Where is the mistake? This endgame is clearly broken, young people, don't lie in front of the old man." Chess eyes suddenly burst into a fierce light.
"The younger generation dare to swear, the endgame has indeed been broken, but, how long is the break time we have agreed?" Lin Hai looked directly at the chess saint and said.
"Time? This..."
Chess St. remembered this before, and Lin Hai agreed to crack the endgame within 10 minutes, but before he devoted himself to the endgame, there was no time concept. When it was cracked, it has already passed 20 minutes.
"Chess seniors, in your capacity, should not be reconciled with a junior?" Lin Hai deliberately bite the account is very heavy.
"Hey! The old man is the person who is responsible for the account, this level, you have passed!" Chess, and then turned around.
Yay! He has passed a level!
Lin Hai is happy enough.
"So, the younger generation thanked the chess predecessors!" Lin Hai made a move toward chess.
"Hey!" Chess did not look at Lin Hai, and waved impatiently.
"Fairy, go, next pass!" Lin Hai happily greeted the fairy to go to the next pass.
Looking at the back of Lin Hai’s departure, Chess sighed and thought that he was obsessed with chess, and he had lost all his life. Today he lost a trick under this young man.
"I hope that you can live out of the holy world, but the third one is off... Hey!"
"Haha, fairy, how is your master master?" After two passes, Lin Hai was very happy, and could not help but seduce with the fairy.
However, Xianer seems to be a little unhappy.
"Hey? Fairy, what's wrong with you?" Lin Hai asked strangely.
"Master, since the opening of the Holy Land, there are only two people who can cross the two levels. Each is talented, and you are the third!"
Lying in the trough! My brother is so arrogant!
Lin Hai listened, and my heart was more beautiful.
"Just..." The fairy said nothing more.
"Just what?" Lin Haiyi.
"Just can pass the third level, one is not."
puff!
Lin Hai almost fell to the ground.
"Hey? You said that the two people in front of you have failed in the third level?" Lin Hai was nervous.
"Yes, all in the third level, the assessment failed, and the gods thundered and smashed the bones, and the soul flew!"
My grandma is a fairy board!
Lin Hai is in a hurry.
"Xian Er, hurry and tell me, what is the third level of this situation!" Lin Hai urged.
"The guards of the third level are the predecessors of the book fairy, the scholars of the predecessors, special, special good face."
"Good face?" Lin Hai is not clear.
"Yes, very good face." Fairy's face is a bit odd.

Can you tell me specifically?

"In fact, every time his assessment is not very difficult, even very simple, just..."
"Oh, what is it? You hurry up!" Lin Hai was in a hurry.
"Just, if it fails, it will naturally escape."
"That is of course." Lin Hai nodded.
"If you win,..."
"How is it?"
"If he wins, he will think that he has no face."
puff! Really what a wonderful thing!
"And then?" Lin Hai asked.
"He feels that he has no face, he will not accept the account, and then judges that your assessment failed!"
puff!
Your sister!
Lin Hai almost planted on the ground.
How does this Nima play?
If you can't win, can you count the failure?
Lying in the trough, what is this book, Nima is not a rogue?
How is this good?
Lin Hai is directly discouraged.
"Master, there is not much time left for the assessment. Let's hurry up." Xian said faintly.
What a hell!
Lin Hai thinks that if she is a fairy, how can she feel like she is urging herself to go on the road.
Is it hanging here?
Lin Hai’s numbness followed the fairy, and my heart was unwilling!
Fuck your uncle, my life is not for me!
I don't believe it, can't you pass the third level?
After walking about a thousand meters, I came to a secluded yard where the birds and flowers were full of life and full of life.
However, Lin Hai’s heart has sunk.
Is such a place full of vitality, will it become its own place?
Looking towards the yard.
I saw a white-faced scholar who was leaning over a long table, holding a brush in his hand and writing something like a flowing stream.
"The book fairy predecessors, the new master, came over to assess." Xianer said softly.
"Noisy noisy! Believe it or not, I directly count his assessment failure?"
Your sister! Lin Hai looks black!
Mad, he came, but he still didn't even say a word. Is this a failure?
After thinking about it, isn't this book fairy a good face?
Then he will give him a face, maybe there will be a turn.
Think of this, the first step in the forest.
"Is it a failure? If someone else says, I will kick his egg directly!"
Fairy listened, snorted, and his face was red.
This new owner, how to say so vulgar?
"Well?" The pen in the hands of the book fairy stopped and suddenly looked up.
"But it is," Lin Hai said quickly.
"If this is from the mouth of the predecessors of the book, then I can't believe it by borrowing a hundred courage!"
"Oh? Why is this?" The book fairy who was originally prepared to anger, heard a glimpse, and looked at Lin Hai with interest.
"Oh, the juniors have a little research on the opposite side of the face, watching the appearance of the predecessors, the heavens are full, the swords and the stars, the British spirit reveals a trace of courage, is a word of words, the words of the gentleman!"
Lin Hai put a good word that could be thought of, and a brain was stuck on the head of the book fairy.
Mad, isn't it a good face? Big hat hurts you.
"Oh, I am a gentleman?" Lin Hai’s words directly made the book fairy laugh.
"The trough!" The book fairy bowed his head and suddenly found out that he only listened to Lin Hai’s speech. A drop of ink on his brush actually dripped down and landed on the paper.
"Mad, wrote the words of the morning, all ruined! Why do you blame you!" The book fairy looked at Lin Hai, glaring at each other.
"The trough, it's going to be bad!" Lin Hai's heart is not good.
Looking towards the paper on the desk, I saw that the book was written in the words of the iron heart.
Only, the last heart, still the last point.
As a result, this drop of ink just falls on the side of the heart.
The results of the morning, to the last step, the success of the defeat, the former work is abandoned.
The scent of the book is so angry that I can't wait to give Lin Hai a living!
"Mad, Lao Tzu announced that your assessment failed..."
Lin Haiwen listened, and was shocked.
"Book fairy seniors, wait a minute!" Hurry to interrupt the words of the book fairy.
Mad, what should I do? What should I do?
Is it not possible to hang here?
"Oh, it’s ruining my masterpiece, saying nothing is useful, your assessment, lost..."
"Oh!" Lin Hai suddenly looked shocked and walked toward the desk.