Chapter 194 (1/2)

At the moment, all the chess kings are standing by the lake, watching Yan Chuan step by step step with admiration in their eyes, but they also have no language.

I finally got the qualification to watch chess, but I found that they were playing chess in the middle of the lake. What do you think?

In the pavilion on the other side.

Meng Rongrong, wearing a bamboo hat, was sitting on a stone bench, drinking tea, watching quietly. Behind him stood Changqing and others, looking at the scene a little strangely, because no one knew what the hell Yan Chuan was going to do.

In the center of the lake, there are some simple cooking utensils, cakes and a game of go table. Two benches to rest on.

An old man with white hair is sitting on the chessboard. Looking at Yan Chuan walking in the distance, he looked indifferent.

Yan Chuan also saw the old man, but did not open his mouth across the small lake.

”One word for one, Wang, please!” Yilin comes forward.

”Well!” Yan Chuan nodded.

Yan Chuan carries the Jade Emperor sword and Liu Jin carries a scroll of paintings. With Yilin stepping on a small boat, the boat quickly rowes to the central island.

Landing!

”Yan Chuan, I've met the old master!” Yan Chuan said with a smile.

”Yifeng, I've seen the king side by side!” Yifeng is also a guest.

”Yan Chuan chose this place to play chess with the old master just to show the delicacy of his chess skills. I hope the old master will like it!” Yan Chuan said with a smile.

”Wait and see!” Yi Feng nods.

Yi Feng didn't say much, and Yan Chuan didn't say much, because it's not the time yet.

”Liu Jin!” Yan Chuan looks at Liu Jin.

”Yes

Liu Jin quickly unfolds the space scroll, and slowly takes out a piece of Xuan paper from the scroll.

”Eh?” Yi Lin's eyes stare, showing a surprised look.

In the distance, in the Pavilion by the lake, Meng Rongrong said strangely, ”magic weapon of space?”

Yi Feng has a flash in his eyes and doesn't open his mouth.

Liu Jin raised the chessboard on the stone table and pressed the piece of rice paper under it.

”Fusion? A good word, but what does it mean? ” Yi Feng laughs.

”I'll see it later!” Yan Chuan said with a smile.