Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 944 Undead Chess Player
Yu Jinghong's cultivation base is at the same level as Yu Jingkong's, so she will take the first step, so nothing will go wrong.

As for the next move
Gong Qingying and Yu Jinghong discussed carefully for a while, and roughly left a clear road map in each other's hearts. Finally, they decided to let them play chess, and the rest waited for emergencies.

Just before Yu Jinghong was about to make a move, Aunt Su suddenly came over and said loudly: "I will play chess with Fairy Jinghong, and the Patriarch of the Palace will be responsible for the reception!"

Gong Qingying was slightly taken aback, and looked at her inexplicably: "Should I come?"

"No!" Aunt Su glared at her angrily.

"No, I'm going!" Gong Qingying retorted stubbornly.

In her eyes, Aunt Su either fights against Murong Qianqian or takes care of him gently, but when she comes to her, she either scolds or stares angrily.

Aunt Su ignored Gong Qingying's rebuttal, she looked dignified, Yujian flew up, and when she was near the chessboard, a white cloud suddenly appeared on the finger of her slender right hand.

Because Yunzi came from the Zongheng family, Wangyouqipu sensed the familiar aura, so he didn't make any aggressive moves, letting Aunt Su put the Yunzi close to Heizi.

After putting Yunzi away, Aunt Su immediately retreated to the nearby area, waiting for Heizi to take the initiative to respond.

About three breaths passed.

There was a rattling sound of the stone gate opening on the chess record, and a sunspot appeared in the sky next to Yunzi, followed by a black shadow.

The black shadow popped out the sunspot and hit Aunt Su directly. She hurriedly faced her luck and fought in the air.

Gong Qingying, Yu Jinghong and the others looked at Aunt Su nervously. Heiying's attire was exactly the same as that of Heiyi Qishao, but he didn't have the slightest breath of life.

"Sister, what is that?" Xiaokui asked curiously.

"It should be an undead chess player who died at the sacrifice of chess!" Gong Qingying said with a frown.

She once heard from You Mingye that the Zongheng secondary array was made by the Zongheng family's patriarch back then, using living people to practice chess, using spirits to refine the array, adding strange secret techniques, and refining it to specifically restrain demons.

Previously, Yu Jingkong repaired the vertical and horizontal secondary formations. I don't know if he used living people to practice chess?

But judging from the high praise of Yu Jingkong from the Black and White Grandmaster, he should not be so cruel.

These undead chess players should be the products left by Zongheng Patriarch.

Gong Qingying stared closely at Aunt Su's figure, and saw another undead chess player sneak up on Aunt Su from the position of the sunspot, she immediately chased after her.

When Aunt Su saw her coming, a smile formed on the corner of her mouth, but the smile faded away quickly: "What are you doing here? Hurry up and play chess to suppress the undead chess players!"

However, that undead chess player didn't allow Gong Qingying to leave, and the sunspots attacked her overwhelmingly.

Seeing this, Yu Jinghong flew down and took the second step.

The result is the same as Aunt Su's, every time Heizi responds to a move, a ghost chess player will float out to attack the player, and if the chess player does not respond in time, there will be an endless stream of undead chess players.

All of a sudden, everyone present was busy.

Gong Qingying, Aunt Su and Yu Jinghong took turns to play chess in time, while Qing Xia, Mu Yuhan and Zi Jingyi were in charge of dealing with the undead chess players.

Seeing that there were more and more undead chess players, Xiao Kui retreated to Murong Qianqian's position, took out a red guqin and began to play the piano.

The sound of the piano is clanging, distant and ethereal, like a requiem from hell.

The undead chess player trembled when he heard the sound of the zither, his scarlet eyes were bigger than apricots, his face was distorted and deformed, and he looked distraught, but he still couldn't forget to attack the intruder in his hands.

Xiaokui plucked the strings quickly with her slender fingers, and the deep and deep sound of the piano slowed down the attack speed of the undead chess players and the number of people who showed up.

Not only that, the spiritual power and injuries consumed by Gong Qingying and others also gradually recovered and healed.

(End of this chapter)