Chapter 1784 (2/2)

”Xiao Song, how about a plate?”

This day, as soon as he came to the teahouse and sat down for a while, a middle-aged man in Xuanyi came to fight with him.

”Forget it! Your chess skills stink. Playing chess with you is torture! ”

Song Yan refused without hesitation. He didn't know the name of the middle-aged Xuanyi. He called himself Lao Yu. As for cultivation, it was later Xuanxian.

This surprised song Yan because there were hundreds of Xuanxian in such a small snow goose City. He couldn't help but wonder if Qionghua cave was so powerful?

Any small town has hundreds of immortals?

Later, he knew that Xueyan city was a special city, and no one could fight here. Therefore, Xueyan city was also known as the city of no struggle.Because of the particularity of snow wild goose City, many immortals who are tired of fighting and killing will come here to live in seclusion.

As for why no one dares to break the rules, that's because there are three ancestral immortals living in seclusion here in Xueyan city.

This makes song Yan feel like he won the first prize in the lottery. He can easily break into a city and meet three ancestral immortals.

”How about a plate?”

Old Yu added his face and asked.

Song Yan doesn't want to talk to him. This guy always says one game, but there is another after the game, and he has all kinds of problems with stinky chess baskets. It's common for him to regret playing chess. Song Yan can't stand him most. If he loses one game, he will pester you all the time. If he doesn't win one game, he won't let you go.

Last time, song Yan was haunted by him for three days and three nights.

He almost went mad.

”Xiao Song, I really don't want a dish?”

”No!” Song Yan cut the railway with nails.

”Are you afraid of losing to me?”

”Will you lose? You can't win with one hand! ”

”Joke, I let you beat you easily!”

Song Yan is speechless. Can he play chess with his feet?

”Forget it, when old Du comes, you can find him!”

Old Du is another tea friend that song Yan got to know.

”Come on, old du that person's chess skill is too stinky, have no fun with him!”

Song Yan smiles. You're good to say that other people's chess stinks. You're a stinky basket yourself.

”Lao Yu, it's not good to speak ill of people behind their backs!”

At this time, a strong man strides into the teahouse. It's Lao Du in the second population. He also has the later cultivation of Xuanxian. There is a particularly striking scar on his face. It's said that it was left by him in the first battle. In fact, it can be easily removed by his cultivation, but he is willing to keep it. He can let himself at any time if he has this scar on his face Be alert.

”Lao Yu, how about a plate?” Old Du said.

”No!”

Lao Yu replied very simply.

”Are you afraid of me?”

”How could you not win me with one hand!”

”I'll give you two feet!”

”Poof!”

Song Yan, who had just had a sip of tea, heard the conversation between the two and sprayed them directly. They were so funny.

[author's digression]: second, thank you [Zhang Dong is arrogant], [mosquitoes are fast growing] and [how long is the holiday] for your great reward