Eternal War God

Chapter 3928

"What a mess of people call themselves the emperor. I haven't heard of it! Hurry up and play chess! " Yun Yi asked, and the Confucian scholar immediately showed an expression of contempt in his eyes.

It seemed that he was about to turn defeat into victory, and his complacency had become more obvious.

Yunyi was a little speechless. At the moment, he doubted that he had met a rogue.

It's not that the other party must have a definite answer to the question he asked, but the Confucian scholar now pays all his attention to playing chess.

There's nothing like answering a question.

Yunyi doesn't ask any more for the time being. He's ready to settle down.

"Wait!" His son's position is full, and a big dragon will be slaughtered by students. Seeing this action, Confucian scholars are obviously anxious again.

Yun Yi was slightly stunned.

"I've heard of the French emperor and the sword emperor." The Confucian scholar looked calm. In fact, there were a lot of uneasiness in his calmness.

Yun Yi knew that although he was smelly, he could actually see that he wanted to lose. "Don't talk nonsense because you want to lose. It's not necessary."

The Confucian scholar's sense of mystery in his eyes has further declined.

"I've heard it before. Why do I lie to you? The sword emperor comes from Li wanjian's sect. The French emperor is one of the hereditary emperors. These two are first-class figures in the Zhou Dynasty." The Confucian scholar's expression is extremely solemn, obviously with the meaning of admiration.

And the expression is quite official.

"You just said two people were in a mess!" Yunyi immediately focused.

There were more than ten thousand in the so-called great Zhou Dynasty.

However, the Confucian scholar's current wording has been so certain that the possibility that he can't talk nonsense is very small.

"I didn't think of it for a moment. What are you excited about? You ask me first." Confucian scholars continue to calm down.

Yunyi's hand is hanging in the air and will not be released.

"But first of all, you can't play this position. You have to lose at once. I'm not interested in talking to the smelly chess basket." The Confucian scholar continued to be calm.

At this point, Yunyi doesn't know what happened, so he really doesn't have to mix up.

This man is definitely an expert.

He was so careless that he couldn't see it.

It's all suicide moves.

"Your chess is too smelly. I can play it for you with my eyes closed. Next, I'll play chess for you with one success force. Let's chat with the remaining nine success forces. Of course, you have to play with ten success forces." Confucians roared and excited.

Yunyiluozi is all dead chess.

Although this Confucian scholar is smelly, he knows the rules of chess at least. It goes without saying who will win compared with one who can play in disorder.

The chess pieces kept falling, and Yunyi asked all his questions.

The great Zhou Dynasty is the common Lord of the universe. Many people outside the great Zhou Dynasty call themselves the great emperor, but they only dare to claim the emperor on their own territory.

In fact, he still bowed to Zhou.

As for the thirteen emperors under the great Zhou Dynasty, they are all real imperial pillars.

"However, the thirteen emperors are all used by the imperial dynasty. When it comes to protecting the great Zhou Dynasty, it depends on the three saints, among which the sword saint is Yang wanjian, the teacher of the sword emperor..." the Confucian scholar explained as he dropped his son.

In addition to Yang wanjian, the three saints are Xie Anzu, the Book God, and the river god.

The river god is unknown. He lives on the Bank of the surrounding water. No one has seen him in the world, so he can only be sure of his existence.

"Are you the sage of books?" Yunyi blurted out a question.

At that moment, he had forgotten all the fields.

He knew that even if the so-called great Zhou Dynasty was not as good as bueryu, it was definitely more than sanmi.

If any of the thirteen emperors can be compared with the stele owner at will, then its superior division can be imagined.

"I can't be a Book Saint. A Book God can be a psycho."

A snap.

The Confucian scholar had already lost his son, and his eyes showed pride, "you lost."

Yunyi glanced at the bottom. The chessboard was full. There was no place to pick up the pieces. He really lost.

The most outrageous thing is that he only lost more than a dozen items.

"Let's have another set." After gritting his teeth, Yun Yi spoke again. The Confucian was addicted to chess. If he played again, he would certainly ask more questions.

"I won't fall in love with those who stink at chess. You're too bad, young man." The Confucian scholar looked at him with contempt in his eyes.

Yun Yi vomited blood with anger.

But it's not good to offend him.

"I made a mistake just now. I'll kill you again and throw away your armor." It seems that the chess smelly generation should have the effect, and Yunyi immediately used it.

The Confucian scholar's eyes showed a sly look, "don't you just want to ask me questions? The saliva is dry, and I'm really not interested. "

Yunyi can only be stunned and is still very depressed.

What exhausted, he knew it was too difficult to let the other party down again.

He had all the reasons. He was not interested in winning.

Again, he was afraid of losing, but he had to pretend to be proficient in chess. He was also drunk.