Devouring Heaven Sword God

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Chapter 1421

Ji Wujing's mind was very clear about Mo Wentian's purpose of picking this place.

Mo Wentian is nothing more than trying to keep Xiaoyu and Magic Sky safer.

Ji Wujing knew in his heart, but he didn't take it apart.

"Master, this boy is trying to protect his two monsters!"

But Ji Ming, who was listening to Mo Wentian's remarks, didn't understand it, his eyes flashed, and he said quickly.

"shut up!"

"What's the matter?"

Ji Wujing said quickly.

"This boy wants to protect these two heads, but if he doesn't agree with the conditions of the young master, he will be solved by the young master. Do you think he can protect the two monsters?"

"Stupid, don't talk more, otherwise, don't follow this master and roll me back!"

On the bright side, this is not over. In secret, Ji Wujing spoke to Ji Ming.

"I see Master!"

"I won't talk any more. Don't let me go back. I listen to everything!"

Hearing that, Ji Ming instantly became honest.

The next moment, Ji Ming actually took a few steps back again, and distanced himself from Ji Wujing.

"Just asked the emperor, and Ji Ming's mouth is so much!"

"But ask the Emperor to rest assured that Ji Ming will not talk any more!"

And at this moment, Ji Wujing looked at Mo Wentian, with a smile on his face.

"Ok!"

"Ji Shaozhu, the location of the emperor has already thought of a good place, Ji Shaozhu also please come with the emperor!"

Mo Wentian just nodded indifferently.

The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to think of something, a flash of light in his eyes, and a deep voice.

After speaking, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate at all, the figure flickered and disappeared in place.

But watching Mo Wentian disappeared, Ji Wujing quickly followed.

Ji Ming gave a fierce look at Xiaoyu and Huantian. He wanted to stay and watch Xiaoyao and Huantian, but remembering what Ji Wujing had warned him, he quickly followed him.

As Mo Wentian and others left, there were only three of them: Xiaoyin Fantasy Sky and Ku Zhentian.

"Magic sky, do you say that nothing will happen to the boss?"

Xiaoxiong looked at Mo Wentian's direction of departure, his face was dignified.

"No, the boss will be fine!"

I can't say why. There is a hunch in the mind of Xuantian. This time, I will ask God to go, even if the two people's cultivation is terrible.

But in the heart of Xuantian, I always believed in Mowentian.

Even if the two people are not good for Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian will definitely return.

"Magic sky ..."

Looking at Huan Tian's determined look, Xiao Yan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

For a moment, the figures of Mo Wentian and others appeared again in a valley in the outer region when they appeared again.

The environment of this valley really does not say that mountains and rivers are beautiful and beautiful, it is just a holy place to play chess.

"Master Ji, this place is not bad. How about we play a game here?"

Mo Wentian looked at Ji Wujing, not far away, and said slightly.

"That ’s what the Emperor has said, if I refuse to speak, it would be a bit impolite!"

"Jiming, take out the chessboard that I last played with the Emperor!"

Ji Wujing answered with a smile.

The next moment, he quickly said to Ji Ming behind him.

"Yes, Master!"

Ji Ming agreed with respectful expression.

"Buzz ..."

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, a chessboard appeared in front of Mo Wentian.

This chessboard was familiar to Mo Wentian at first glance. This is the last game that Mo Wentian and Ji Wujing did not finish.

"Ask the Lord, please!"

Ji Wujing looked at Mo Wentian and said politely.

"Master Ji, please!"

Mo Wentian was also kind, and sat down on a stool.

"Ask the Emperor, what's your opinion on chess?"

Seems to be thinking of something, Ji Wujing looked at Mo Wentian, and suddenly the light flashed.

"Nothing can be said about this, but this chess player will play a little bit!"

Mo Wentian slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

For this chess course, Mo Wentian is not deep, but Mo Wentian has some understanding of this chess course.

"Isn't it easy to ask the Emperor!"

"Today you and I will finish the rest of the chess, and then talk about business!"

Looking at Mo Wentian, Ji Wujing laughed.

"it is good!"

Mo Wentian happily agreed.

"Ask the Emperor, please!"

"please!"

"boom……"

With the two words please drop.

The palms of the two men quickly hit each other on the chessboard.

With these one-by-one hits, the chessboard in front of the two turned up.

In an instant, the chessboard skyrocketed rapidly.

But for a moment, they were all shrouded in a chessboard.

"Buzz ..."

As the chessboard shrouded, Mo Wentian felt only an overwhelming force, covering himself, as if to restrain himself in general.

"This is too weird!"

A flash of cold in his eyes, Mo Wentian secretly said.

"Boy, this is more than weird!"

"This is not an ordinary chess, but a soul chess. You cannot lose this game. If you lose, you will never want to leave this board!"

Just then, a thick voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Senior Pearl?"

"You said it was soul chess?"

Listening to the old man of Shenzhu, Mo Wentian stayed a little, returned to God, and quickly asked the old man of Shenzhu.

"Boy, this is the soul chess, the treasure of the ghost family!"

The voice of the old **** bead sounded again in Mo Wentian's mind.

"Wraith?"

"Senior Pearl, you said that the chessboard is the treasure of the Wraith family?"

"Then this treasure can only be a talent of the Wraith family?"

"Isn't this Ji Wujing, the one of Youmo's family?"

Wen Yan, Mo Wentian's eyes, a flash of bright light instantly rose.

Although Mo Wentian didn't know anything about this ghost group, at least he already knew the existence of this ghost group.

And in his heart, there was a hunch, even if Ji Wujing was in front of you, he was a member of the Youmo family, but at least he couldn't get rid of it!

"Boy, what you don't want now is not to investigate that boy's identity!"

"You have only one purpose now, and that is to win this game!"

For Mo Wentian's series of question marks, none of the old God Pearls answered coldly.

"Senior God, rest assured, I will win this game!"

In Mo Wentian's eyes, the slightest rays of light passed, and in the low voice, he was powerful, as if he had a good chance of winning this game.