Chapter 15: Was thin by the world

Murong Xue looked at the Ouyang Shaohao, only to see his finger gently flicking, the white piece of the finger was ruthlessly smashed into the night, his cool lips cold and spit out a word: "Roll!"
At night, the dust squinted, and the strong internal force flew out from the fingertips. It hit the chess piece and listened to the sound of ‘砰’. The pieces were all grayed out in the air, and the internal force disappeared in an instant!
He looked at the Ouyang Shaohao, who was light and windy, and his face was gloomy: "This king does not intentionally destroy your game. You should not deceive too much..."
Chess board? What chess game?
Murong Xue was puzzled and looked at the chessboard on the stone table. I saw that there was a piece of gravel scattered around the top, and all the black and white pieces were arranged in disorder. There were more than a dozen pieces of stones that were stoned down to the ground. One east, one west, very conspicuous...
She coughed a few times, her eyes flashed unnaturally, and the internal force of the night's dust smashed the big stone, which caused the gravel to shoot, disrupted the chess pieces on the board, and ruined the chess game of Ouyang Shaohao! Ouyang Shaohao looked for him to settle accounts, and it should be!
There are a lot of black and white on the chessboard. Obviously, Ouyang Shaohao played against herself for a long time here. She came to the cliff for so long. She didn’t even notice anyone around her. Her alertness was reduced, or Ouyang Shaohao so good?
Ouyang Shaohao stood up, the snow-colored robes slid down like water, and the clear-cut figure was unobstructed. The obsidian-like eyes were like a deep pool, which made people sink into it, and they could no longer touch the shore. The golden sunlight was smudged around him. A layer of warm glow, people can not move their eyes again at first sight.
"Jing Wang ruined the chess of this world, it is better to lose a game of the world?" Qingyue sound like a string, beautiful and beautiful.
The night smog smashed, and the bottom of the sputum floated on the bottom, and the corner of the mouth was slightly picked up, like a smile: "Since Ouyang Shizi is interested, the king naturally goes with the end!" The hand under the sleeves moved gently, a few eggs The gravel rises from the ground, such as the arrow of the string, it is beaten to Ouyang Shaohao!
Ouyang Shaohao was long and stupid, faintly looking at the oncoming stones, the snow-colored sleeves fluttered gently, and several white pieces on the board flew out, hitting the half-empty stone, only listening to '砰几's a few muffled sounds, stones and chess pieces all turned into ashes, shot in the air...
Murong Xue’s eyes widened in surprise: This is what the two said ‘playing chess’? The master has made a big move and it is really different.
Looking up into the air, I saw black and white chess pieces and broken stones frequently collided, bursting out another piece of ashes, the speed of the pieces flying very fast, often the previous batch just shot, the latter batch has followed, One by one is dazzling, and the speed of the crushed stone is also very fast, but it is less than one or two points less than the chess piece!
Waves and waves of strong confrontation, scattered countless pieces, gravel, smoke and dust, night smog found that the place where the two collided is quietly approaching him.
His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and Ouyang Shaohao was squatting with deep internal force, preparing to silently push the chess pieces and the stones in front of him, so that he was seriously injured by the power of the explosion. wishful thinking!
The palm of the micro-grip suddenly opened, and the powerful internal force burst out. Numerous gravel flew off the ground, and it was shot at the Ouyang Shaohao.
Ouyang Shaolu’s bottom appeared a touch of coldness, the hands under the sleeves were stretched together, and countless black and white pieces were suspended in front of him, and they greeted the flying gravel!
"Hey!" Chess pieces, gravel collision, thick smoke filled the line of sight!
Night Yichen is preparing to push the gravel again, but sees a few pieces flying out of the smoke and shooting straight toward him.
His stones are broken, and the chess pieces of Ouyang Shaohao are still complete. It is really rare.
At the end of the night, the dusty flashed a touch of cool color, and the fingers shattered the chess pieces. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in the knee. He involuntarily stepped back and looked down and saw a black piece lying on the ground in front of him. Obviously, It was the chief culprit who slammed his knee.
Ouyang Shaohao actually attacked him, it is awful!
The night was dusty, the palms were open, and the palms were open. They were ready to use internal forces, but they saw a piece of chess flying out of the smoke. They came to him in an instant. He couldn’t get rid of them all, and he quickly stepped back a few steps. Stepping on the air, the big red sculpt image of the broken kite, straight down the cliff, "plop!" a splash of countless splashes!
Murong Xue hurried to the edge of the cliff, looking down, only to see the front without seeing the head, after the end of the rolling water: the famous of war, Wang Ye, so was hit into the cliff! It’s unbelievable that life and death are still unknown...
In front of the eyes, a white placket flutters over the corner, and Ouyang Shaohao Shi Shiran came over. The snow-colored clothes are like butterflies, and he is more and more brilliant in his own Tsinghua and noble!
The ground is the chessboard, the stone is the game of this game, Ouyang Shaohao wins the wonderful, the chess is high, it is daunting!
The faint ink bamboo scented around the nose, and Murong Xue’s eyes flashed unnaturally, ruining the chess game of Ouyang Shaohao. She also had a share. Ouyang Shaohao’s night smog was so bad that she would not let her go. She has no internal force, can't drive a piece of gravel, can't use the gravel and Ouyang Shaohao as the night dust, and don't want to fall into the tragic end of the fall of the mountain, or thirty-six, let's take the best policy. !
Murong Xue quietly looked at the Ouyang Shaohao, only to see him standing on the edge of the cliff, watching the turbulent water under the cliff, the light eyelids covered the look of the scorpion, I don’t know what I was thinking, I didn’t notice her at all. She sighed with a sigh of relief and turned quietly, hurried forward.
"Stand up!" Qingyue male voice suddenly passed into the ear, Murong Xue body was stiff, the footsteps paused, and the head did not return to continue to run forward: Ouyang Shaohao must know that she is one of the murderers of the game, he called Living in her is nothing more than trying to teach her, she is not a fool, she will not stop to let him throw into the mountains.
There was a breeze blowing behind him, and Murong Xue’s arm was suddenly caught and pulled back.
Murong Xue was caught off guard, and the slender body slammed into the man's arms. His small face touched his robe, just like touching the cool filaments, smooth and slippery, soft and nothing.
The tip of the nose smelled a faint scent of bamboo, like the bamboo after the rain. The fragrance was mixed with a touch of water vapor. It was refreshing and pleasant. The gentle breathing of the man was sprayed on her hair. Murong Xue was shocked and angry. It’s always been a matter for her to teach others, and today she is being thin.
The soft and boneless body is close to the arms, and the unique lotus fragrance of the woman floats into the nose. Ouyang Shaohao’s slender body suddenly trembles, and the heartbeat suddenly speeds up a few shots, and the obsidian-like eyes flash. A little different look.
Looking down at the person in the arms, I saw her beautiful face floating on a blush, the cold eyes flashed with deep anger, and I waved over to him...