Chaos Guiyuan Sword

Chapter 1000 Only Heart Attack
The murderous intent is too heavy, only to attack the heart?

Hearing these words, Fang Chen was taken aback suddenly. This sentence made him feel very familiar, but he was sure that he had never heard of it before, but this feeling was so real, as if there was something in his heart. Memories left behind in general.

It's just that both of them are focused on the chess game right now, and don't care about Fang Chen's changes, or they have already seen it in their hearts, but they just didn't show it.

At this time, the chess game is getting more and more tense, and the large space that was just vacated is already full at this time. Everything goes back and forth again and again, and Fang Chen doesn't dare to think too much about it, even if he can't see it. Knowing that at this time, the attention also fell on the chessboard.

Since everything was arranged deliberately, it will be decided when the chess game is decided. Now Fang Chen really wants to know what the consequences of the decision he made just now will be.

Of course, Fang Chen also saw the scene where the two of them lifted the chess piece just now, and the chess piece disappeared so suddenly, without warning or trace. If Fang Chen was in his heyday, although he could not do it so cleanly, it would not be so different. It's too big, but there is clearly no profound energy here, and Fang Chen didn't notice any energy changes just now.

"Is it possible that these two people are stronger than I know?"

Before he knew it, he remembered Tianling, Shen Zuo and the mysterious man he had met at the beginning. Fang Chen's eyes darkened, and he thought to himself, when he looked at the chessboard again, he had already used all his thoughts.

Although what happened at the flower field before was beyond Fang Chen's imagination, he still remembered the feeling. Now, as long as it happened once again, he could feel the connection between the two.

But who knows, after waiting for a long time, the god seems to be against Fang Chen. The chessboard is almost full, but no two people are picking up the pieces. On the contrary, the speed of the pieces is getting slower and slower. The woman opposite him has to think about it for a long time every time she makes a move.

Just like what Fang Chen saw when he came to the yard, the man raised a chess piece in the air again, then frowned and thought about it, but the difference is that this time, the man did not ask Fang Chen. The chess piece is not falling.

In this way, the scene fell into a stalemate. It seemed that a long time passed, or only a moment passed. No matter whether it was a man or a woman or Fang Chen, their attention was focused on the chessboard at this time.

Fang Chen didn't understand chess, but he could tell that black was at a disadvantage at this time. Although the disadvantage was not obvious, from the fight between the two of them just now, Fang Chen faintly felt that if this continues, black's chess is likely to will be exhausted by White.

But for some reason, Fang Chen always felt that the black chesses were not completely without opportunities, as if only one opportunity was needed for the black chesses to counterattack, and the white chesses that occupied the majority on the board would all become black's prey.

Realizing this idea, Fang Chen couldn't help shaking his head slightly. The current black chess situation is so difficult, not to mention whether there will be such an opportunity in the end, even if there is, I am afraid it will be difficult to counterattack and win.

Suddenly, the man's hand that was hanging in the air fell down, but the chess piece in his hand did not land on the chessboard, but fell into the exquisite chess basket beside him. Then he looked up at the woman on the opposite side and chuckled. Said: "Qing'er's move to attack the heart is indeed very clever."

Hearing this, the woman smiled slightly, and immediately put the chess piece in her hand back into the chess basket beside her, then glanced at Fang Chen as if inadvertently, then looked at the man again and said, "Then... Women are slightly better?"

Hearing this obviously brisk tone, but for some reason, Fang Chen's heart suddenly tightened for no reason, but then the man shook his head lightly and said: "No, black can win at any time, but it's still a matter of time." An opportunity is missing."

As soon as these words came out, Fang Chen and the woman's eyes fell on the man's face, and the man's face only had a chuckle, and there was no intention of explaining.

It's just that the woman seemed to know what the man meant. After pondering for a while, she asked again: "Where did this opportunity come from?"

Hearing this, the man suddenly chuckled, and then raised his finger to Fang Chen, "He."

Being pointed at by the man, Fang Chen suddenly shivered, as if something fell on him in the dark following the man's finger. For better or worse.

"Him?" As if not aware of Fang Chen's strangeness at all, the woman glanced at him, then looked at the man in surprise.

"Not bad." The man still nodded slightly with a smile, and then looked at Fang Chen.

There was no intention of sizing up, let alone scrutinizing, and there was nothing obvious or even worth guessing. He just looked at Fang Chen quietly like this, and at this moment, Fang Chen suddenly felt that there was no change in the man's expression. , it seems that there has been some relaxation.

Just when Fang Chen wanted to see more, the man suddenly turned his head away, "Qing'er, why don't we play a game? Just bet on the outcome of this chess game."

Hearing this, the woman was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled helplessly, as if she felt that the two of them were playing a game of chess, and the goal was to decide the winner. What is the difference between betting and not betting?
But who knows, before the woman opened her mouth, the smile on the man's face gradually disappeared and turned into a serious look, even his body slowly leaned forward to the woman without even realizing it. , "I bet, white can win."

Although the man's words were light, they were enough for Fang Chen to hear. The moment Fang Chen heard these words, for some reason, Fang Chen's body suddenly tensed up, as if he had been struck by lightning. But why bet on White to win?Could it be that he never had hope for black from the beginning?

In an instant, Fang Chen's thoughts were like lightning, and his mind was in chaos. He might not even understand why at this moment, he looked at An An with such a complicated expression, but desperately wanted to get closer. The man with the distance between the woman.

"If... I win, Qing'er, can you..."

Back to him?Isn't she right beside him?
Hearing these words, something seemed to flash in Fang Chen's mind. The next moment, he tried his best to open his eyes wide and look at the two people in front of him, trying to see something from their faces, and even asked what was in his heart. When I was confused, everything in front of me suddenly became blurred.

It seemed that at this moment, the distance between him and the two of them had been opened thousands of miles away. The corners of the man's lips were still twitching but there was no sound. But for some reason, Fang Chen knew very well in his heart. I know, what the man said was 'can you come back to me'.

(End of this chapter)