Chapter 4792: Different Dragon God

"Since you know it, dare to go to Yanxia?" Shen Qingwu stared at the young man with a cold eyes.
"Faith, last time in Mosloch, I chose silence, which is my greatest loyalty to you." Di Xiaotian said, as a member of the think tank, of course he knew that the think tank played in the long battle of Mosloch character of.
"The loyalty of shit, you did not prevent Emperor Shiyang from doing something. Perhaps in your heart, that battle, Chen Liuhe will definitely die, at least the death side is greater than the life side, you did not expect that in that battle, he was shocked. , Even cut two people and waste one!" Shen Qingwu said with a sneer.
"Emperor Shiyang's death, he can't blame anyone, he can only blame your emperor's family, he can only blame Emperor Shiyang for his own responsibility." Shen Qingwu said indifferently.
Before tonight, she didn't actually know the true identity of the teenager. She didn't know that after the teenager's self-reporting, although Shen Qingwu's face was still intact, the ripples in her heart were undoubtedly huge.
Rao is her, and never thought that the emperor's family who had never appeared in the dark would be a member of the think tank.
This, I have to say, is too dramatic, and too surprising.
Emperor Xiaotian took a deep breath, he stared at Shen Qingwu very religiously, bowed his head, and performed a great respectful gift. Immediately, he turned around and walked towards the door of the Shen family.
Coming here tonight, he just made a wish in his heart. Now, it is enough to see a godly girl.
"This is Yanxia, ​​are you sure?" Shen Qingwu asked in a condensed voice.
Emperor Xiaotian paused, but did not look back: "I'm going to kill him, and I will definitely be in a dignified situation. I will not be in danger. I will not disdain it. But before that, I am still a member of the think tank. I will do what a think tank member should do."
Leaving this sentence, Emperor Xiaotian strode across the door of the Shen family and disappeared in the sight of Shen Qingwu.
At this moment, Shen Qingwu's face was extremely cold, as if covered with a layer of frost.
The incident, beyond her expectations, the emperor's family finally showed up and was a member of the think tank. This was like a thunderbolt for Shen Qingwu.
Some thoughts quickly lingered in my mind. After a few minutes, Shen Qingwu took out the phone, dialed it out, and the call was connected.
"Come to pick me up and send me to a place." Shen Qing said in a concise manner.
Ten minutes later, the sound of a car engine sounded outside the courtyard, and then Su Wanyue, who was wearing a professional skirt, rushed in: "Little girl, what's wrong? What's so anxious?"
"Important." Shen Qingwu said with a voice, seeming to see Shen Qingwu's dignified expression, Su Wanyue's heart was tight, Shen Qingwu, a girl who could stand still before the collapse of Taishan Mountain, would show such a look. That must be something terrible.
With the help of Su Wanyue, the two got in the car, Shen Qingwu reported an address, and Su Wanyue drove away.
In about twenty minutes, the car stopped outside an old alley. The first ancient house in this alley is the Prince's Mansion in awe of the world!
Shen Qingwu came outside the Prince's Mansion, the towering gate was closed, and Shen Qingwu buckled the faucet knocker.
Boom Boom Boom!
"Squeak" The two solid wood doors squeaked open from the inside and looked into the room. The courtyard was dim and empty.
Shen Qingwu pursed her lips and had no politeness, indicating Su Wanyue to push herself in.
The two walked into this ancient house full of thick and vicissitudes of life. The flowers and plants in the courtyard were full of life and vitality, and they were carefully managed.
There was no one in the courtyard, and it passed through the courtyard of Noda University. In the main hall, a lamp was on. The light was not bright, and it was slightly soft and dim.
Standing outside the hall, you can see that there is an old man sitting on the Taishi chair. On the table in front of him, there is a game of Go. The old man holds black and right hands in white. It seems that he is playing around there, concentrating.
Su Wanyue looked down at Shen Qingwu and seemed to be asking what to do next? Do you want to go in?
Shen Qingwu had no words. The two were just waiting outside the hall, one sitting and the other standing, and they were silent.
This is a long time, about half an hour or so, it seems that the old man finally turned against the gods from the fight in the chessboard. He raised his head, and a black spot twisted with his right hand could not fall, he sighed gently. There was a cry.
This sigh made Shen Qingwu's eyebrows deep, and there was a flash of light between the eyebrows, which made the old man sigh. What a surprise...
"Girl, come in." The old man didn't look back, but said softly. Obviously, he had long known the arrival of Shen Qingwu and Su Wanyue.
Both Shen Qingwu and Su Wanyue entered the hall. The old man did not get up. He said: "Girl, come and help grandpa to see this game. Is there any other way to save?"
Grandpa, this name, said from the old man’s mouth, is so natural, and in this world, it is only Shen Qingwu who is qualified to call him a grandpa and make him feel at ease, and only this Shen family The only blood left in the world.
Shen Qingwu didn't speak. She came to the chessboard. She looked at the chessboard in black and white, messy, and complicated. It seemed that there were two long dragons fighting, but each node of the long dragon seemed to be unbreakable. It feels like the black and white Ssangyong has experienced the most tragic game, biting each other, trying their best to keep pace, and it is bound to break the net.
Outrageous and heavy!
"Endgame!" After staring at it for five or six minutes, Shen Qingwu spit out two words. These two words seemed extremely difficult, as if it took Shen Qingwu's great effort.
"Yeah, the endgame, can there be a way to crack it?" the old man asked with raised eyelids.
Shen Qingwu's eyebrows deepened, her eyes fixed, and she stared at the board without blinking. After another two minutes, Shen Qingwu shook her head and said, "Grandpa's chess power is too high, Qingwu can't break the game."
The old man shook his head gently without speaking, as if waiting for Shen Qingwu to follow.
Shen Qingwu said again: "In this game, Grandpa is the layout player and the game master. He holds the game of black and white gems. After all, Grandpa is still fighting with himself. This will happen..."
Speaking of which, Shen Qingwu stopped, and seemed to be afraid of something, and dared not continue.
"Say." The old man said lightly.
"There will be such a situation, can it be explained that the opponent in Grandpa's heart is too strong, so strong that Grandpa has no grasp at all, you seem to be in a game of self, in fact, you always have an imaginary enemy in your heart."
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