deadly mantra

Chapter 163: Unique in the world, unparalleled appearance

Shui Qingchen's tone of voice was not high-pitched, but it was very seductive:
"I have been with the Emperor of Hell for so many years. I have not gained any other benefits. I have accumulated some martial arts secrets that were lost in the world."

Ji Fanyin took a deep breath and looked at Shui Qingchen in confusion. She didn't know whether she should hug his face and kiss him wildly for a few times, or whether she should hug his long legs first.

No, no, no, let’s just stop doing it and put him to sleep first!Wouldn't this allow her to see more out-of-print secret books? !
Ji Fanyin hugged the "Nine Swords of Lingxiao" with her arms and smiled stupidly, as if she had seen her unparalleled appearance in the world.

Just as he was immersed in earth-shaking fantasy, the "Nine Swords of Lingxiao" was suddenly taken away.

Ji Fanyin was so shocked that she immediately reached out to catch up, grabbed the corner of the book, and held on tightly:
"You, what are you doing!?"

Her heart was tense and she stared straight at Shui Qingchen, looking nervous.

Shui Qingchen looked at her like this, and his heart welled up with joy, and he said with a smile:
"These are the betrothal gifts prepared for my future wife."

Ji Fanyin took away the "Nine Swords of Lingxiao", fearing that he would go back again, so she hurriedly carried it behind her back like she was protecting a rare treasure, and vowed in her voice:
"Then it's even more mine!"

Shui Qingchen smiled and stretched out his hand again:

"Another nonsense. Give it to me."

Ji Fanyin hurriedly argued:

"I'm not talking nonsense, I will definitely marry you!"

At this moment, Mo Jiudi walked in and gave Ji Fanyin a sideways glance:
"A copy of "Nine Swords of the Sky" kidnapped you, how can you be so capable!"

Ji Fanyin turned back with surprise and looked toward the door:
"Brother Ninth? You're back."

With a heavy sigh in his heart, Mo Jiudi walked to the table, lifted up his robe and sat down. His phoenix eyes flashed with a dangerous dark light as he looked towards the two people.

Shui Qingchen was originally lying on the couch, but now he stood up and leaned on the soft cushions, smiling politely.

Ji Fanyin sat cross-legged next to him.

The two of them didn't have much close physical contact, but there was an ambiguous and annoying atmosphere lingering around them.

Mo Jiudi said "hmm" with a sullen face.

Ji Fanyin tilted her head suspiciously.

Brother Ninth is... angry?

I quickly filtered through my mind to see what I might have done wrong.

Ji Fanyin stayed at the hotel, put on her boots, and walked up to Mo Jiudi. She felt very strange and asked:
"Brother Ninth, tell me who made you unhappy, and I will go and relieve your anger."

Mo Jiudi glanced at her angrily:
"Then give yourself a couple of slaps first and let me relieve myself."

There was a shrewd light hidden in Ji Fanyin's eyes, and she said with a smile:
"Ouch~ It hit me and it hurt Brother Ninth's heart. Tell me, is it Brother Ninth~"

Mo Jiudi snorted:
"Little white-eyed wolf."

When Ji Fanyin heard this, he said righteously:

"Wolves are among the beasts. They are the overlords at the top of the food chain and have the most sense of community. How can they be white-eyed wolves?"

Ji Fanyin wore a green shirt today, which was elegant yet delicate. The aqua-colored belt perfectly outlined her slender waist. On her delicate face, her eyes shone with gleaming light.

Mo Jiudi was keenly aware that the little wolf cub was full of life and vitality today, like a dazzling light.

Mo Jiudi turned his head and showed a kind smile to Shui Qingchen:

"Can you play chess?"

Shui Qingchen smiled back:

"How does Leng Hongru's chess skills compare with yours?"

Mo Jiudi raised his eyebrows and said:

"Winning and losing, evenly matched."

Shui Qingchen nodded with a smile, raised his head, looked at Ji Fanyin who looked stunned, and said softly:

"Xiaoyin, bring out the chessboard."

When Ji Fanyin heard this, his eyes suddenly brightened with excitement:
"okay!!"

After a stick of incense.The first game started.

Shui Qingchen's slender fingers held Heizi, and his warm aura contained a bit of determination.Mo Jiudi took hold of Bai Zi, gently twisted it, and lowered it. His phoenix eyes were very domineering.

Ji Fanyin sat in the middle of the two of them, holding her chin in her hands, her red lips turned up, and her brows and eyes full of joy.

Of these two people, one is as elegant as a god, and the other is as seductive as a devil, but they are both people she holds dear to her heart.

None of the three spoke.

Ji Fanyin originally watched with great interest, but after a while, his interest dropped by half. After a while, he couldn't help but yawned, and his eyelids were heavy and he squinted.

Neither of the two people who were focused on winning or losing noticed her.

The two of them played chess on weekdays, and it was not like they had never encountered opponents.

At that time, losing was just losing, it was no big deal.

However, today, none of them wanted to lose the first game in front of Ji Fanyin.

In this game of chess, the two of them were playing back and forth, which was very lively.

Ji Fanyin took a nap, and when he opened his eyes sleepily, the chess game in front of him turned into a catastrophe for thousands of years.

The so-called ten-thousand-year tribulation is a kind of tribulation that has been unresolved for a long time due to special circumstances, with both sides having their own concerns.

The occurrence of such a situation proves that the two people in front of them have their own thoughts and want to delay the situation until later in the game, and then solve the situation when the time is right.

However, Shui Qingchen and Mo Jiudi were evenly matched. According to this method, it became a chess game that could last a lifetime.

Given looked to the left, tilted his head, looked to the right, and grinned:
"Congratulations to both of you, it's a draw~"

Shui Qingchen smiled and looked towards the opposite side calmly.

Mo Jiudi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous flame flashed through his eyes.

This game of chess is not a draw.

It was he who lost.

He originally thought that his chess moves were sometimes as fast as a wildfire setting off a prairie fire, and sometimes he was defending the game with his own pieces, real and weak, and bold in his actions. Unexpectedly, he met someone more bold today.

Shui Qingchen was actually able to control the zombie flow in his hands, and he was able to stay dead without freezing. He used the tactics of the abandoned son to find his weaknesses, overview the overall situation, control the rhythm, and completely toy with his opponents.

Mo Jiudi smiled coldly, and the thrown chess pieces broke up the stalemate:
"I lost."

Shui Qingchen smiled:

"Assignment."

"One more game?" Mo Jiudi suggested.

Shui Qingchen smiled and nodded:

"it is good."

In the second set, the two of them put aside winning or losing, not seeking to win, just for testing.

Unexpectedly, Shui Qingchen changed his previous boldness and kept his distance, as if he had raised his flag and beheaded the general, killing Mo Jiuji by surprise.

Ji Fanyin's sleepiness was completely gone now. As the chess game became more and more thrilling, Mo Jiudi's face became more and more ugly. She covered her face with her little hands and couldn't bear to look at it.

In the second game, Mo Jiudi lost steadily.

Mo Jiudi's eyebrows showed a hint of anger, he stared at Shui Qingchen and said:
"True and false, false and true, who are you?"

Shui Qingchen smiled good-naturedly and replied:

"Down here, the water clears the dust."

Mo Jiudi lowered his face gloomily:
"Do you know how much strength I saved just now?"

Shui Qingchen shook his head:
"do not know."

After a pause, he continued:
"Does Mr. Mo know how much strength I have shown just now?"

(End of this chapter)