The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Thunder in the sky, thousands of horses hissing in the fog, and the roar of thousands of troops, always show the tragic of this battle.

It's been a month, but I haven't finished it yet.

Meng Rongrong stared at the small lake shrouded in white mist with a gloomy expression.

"Yan Chuan!" An irritability flashed in Meng Rongrong's eyes.

"Eldest Miss, actually don’t worry, Yan Chuan is impossible to beat Eldest Miss. Then Yi Feng is not a fool, how could he give up the chance of longevity?"

"Yes. , Eldest Miss, how could Yi Feng be persuaded by just a game of chess?"

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A group of students from Julu Academy continued to comfort Meng Rongrong.

Meng Rongrong exhaled for a long time. Then, there was a hint of said with a bitter smile: "Originally, I thought so too, but for some reason, I always feel a bad feeling. It seems that the lower the chess game, the higher Yan Chuan's chips!"

"Huh? Impossible, this kind of chess power, our great scholars at Julu Academy should be able to do it!" Chang Qing frowned.

"Did you look at the cloud chess mirrored in the sky?" Meng Rongrong said solemnly.

"I saw it, but, what about it?"

"Yi Feng's chess rhythm is getting smoother and smoother!" Meng Rongrong said solemnly.

"Rhythm? Smooth?"

"I like this game more and more!" Meng Rongrong said solemnly.

"Huh?"

"But, that's just a game of chess, it can't explain anything!" Chang Qing frowned.

"I hope!" Meng Rongrong breathes deeply.

"Eldest Miss, in fact, you don't need to care so much. If Yi Feng really doesn't want to enter my Julu Academy, he has no blessings!" Changqing persuaded.

"No, it's not just Yi Feng's problem, but also Yan Chuan. I am Meng Rongrong. How can I lose to Yan Chuan? How can I lose to a mortal? In my presence, I can grab Go whoever I want? Never!" Meng Rongrong said solemnly.

Not only involves self-esteem, but also involves previous self-confidence! Meng Rongrong cannot be defeated!

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Yan Capital.

A large restaurant with a very elegant courtyard for rent behind the restaurant.

In the courtyard, there are eight Taoist priests sitting at the moment, the first one is Jiu Jiansheng of Great River Sect.

Jiu Jiansheng looked towards the other seven people: "You Junior Brother, I have troubled you all this time!"

"Senior Brother, you are polite, as long as you speak, I will wait naturally spare no effort !" One of the Taoist priests said with a smile.

"Besides, the son of the previous generation of Sect Master, I also want to see how it is now!" said another Taoist priest.

"Yes, it's a pity that happened in the past, otherwise Yan Chuan will not be in the mortal world in the past few years, but I will be the Sect Master of Great River Sect!"

"However, I didn't expect Yan Chuan to return to Yan Capital soon, and he would have such a big reputation, and would still play chess? Haha!"

"That's not counting, with a mortal body, Dan Qing was actually eaten by Dan Qing. So a big loss! "

"hahahaha!"

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A group of senior and junior brothers talked and laughed.

"Dan Qing is the Head Disciple of King Muye. In the past, he looked like aloof and remote. I didn't expect to be bullied by Yan Chuan. I heard that I was entangled with seven or eight friends this time and wanted to find Yan. Chuan vents, everyone, please protect Yan Chuan!" Jiu Jiansheng said.

"Senior Brother can rest assured that the previous generation of Sect Master Yan Tao took good care of me. Sect Master was victimized by an adulterer. How can I allow others to insult his son?" a Taoist priest said seriously.

"Yes, although some people in the clan hate Yan Tao, but I wait for gratitude and grudges are clear, and I will definitely keep Yan Chuan safe into the clan!" said another person.