Chapter 821 The Origin of Power Three Deep in the forest, a three-eyed heart-eating bird landed on the shoulder of Hades.
It made a series of cooing sounds from its throat and told Hades what it saw.
"That's it."
Cursed Hades sneered, raised his palm, and handed a heart still stained with blood to the three-eyed heart-eating bird.
The three-eyed heart-eating bird made an excited cry, held the heart in its mouth, raised its neck and swallowed it whole, letting out a whimper of satisfaction.
Cursed Hades slowly touched the head of the three-eyed heart-eating bird, and said with a serious smile: "Only a fool like the Hell Soul King can do such a thing as confronting Liang Xi.
Leaving a voice may improve his strength, but this is the only way to trap him, and as long as he cannot figure out the answer, he will fall into a deadlock.
Once he falls into a deadlock, everything will be over. " At the end of the sentence, Pluto couldn't help laughing: "To deal with you now, I can only outsmart you.
If I can't outsmart you, I will wait until my treasure comes out and then I will make you my material."
The chess soul is born in the chess game, and chess skills are rare in this world.
Although Liang Xi also has extraordinary chess skills, once the chess soul becomes serious, Liang Xi quickly loses a large area of land, and the chess formation is in ruins.
Heizi is in danger.
In just a few steps, the opponent could push Heizi into a desperate situation.
Seeing Liang Xi frowning and crying to death, Qihun's eyes flashed with green light, and he raised the corner of his mouth with a smile and said, "Let's try something else."
Before Liang Xi could answer, the chess soul waved its long sleeves, and the black and white pieces had already swapped places.
Although Liang Xi's chess strength was not as good as the chess spirit, the advantage of the white stones on the chessboard was too huge.
Even though the chess spirit made many unexpected moves to support him, he still reached the end of his rope after more than ten moves.
At this time, as long as Liang Xi lands another white stone, the chess soul's black stone will have no way out.
"Did you see that?"
Seeing Liang Xi not making a move for a long time, the chess soul smiled and said, "Although my chess skills are better than yours, have you ever thought about why I still lost?"
Qingyue turned to look at Liang Xi and saw Liang Xi lowering his head, with lights flashing in his eyes.
For some reason, Qingyue had a vague feeling that something was not very good, but she couldn't explain why.
Liang Xi thought for a moment, raised her head and said, "I understand.
When the gap in strength reaches a certain level, skills cannot reverse the situation.
Strength is the basis for becoming a strong person, and for the same strong person, skills become The key to victory and defeat is to select the strong one from thousands of people through strength, and then determine who is the king through skill."
When Liang Xi said her last words, a powerful stream of air erupted from her body, causing the leaden gray smoke to billow around her.
Only then did Qingyue realize that, unknowingly, the smoke around the two people's bodies had become so dense that it looked like a thick wall, enclosing several people in a small space, depressing them.
The atmosphere makes people feel particularly uncomfortable.
Seeing that Liang Xi understood so quickly, Qihun was also particularly surprised, with a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.
"You lose."
Liang Xi pressed down the last white stone.
The black men were all surrounded, and the victory or defeat was determined.
Liang Xi and Qi Hun had smiles on their faces at the same time.
"Thank you for telling me so much."
Liang Xi smiled.
Qihun shook his head, with a mysterious look on his face: "It's not over yet."
"It's not over."
Liang Xi and Qingyue were stunned at the same time, looking down at the chessboard.
The white stones on the chessboard have almost covered the entire chessboard, and only the inconspicuous corners can allow the black stones to fall.
And these corners have no impact on the overall situation at all.
"Where is the end?"
Liang Xi asked in confusion.
Being here today at Qihun seems to have opened a window to a stronger path.
Liang Xi felt that half of her body had leaned out of the window, but at this moment the window suddenly closed, trapping him in the middle.
This feeling of being unable to advance or retreat made him particularly uncomfortable.
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"As long as I take one more step forward, my strength will be improved."
Liang Xi felt a voice shouting from the bottom of her heart.
An inexplicable irritation surged into her heart, Liang Xi's breathing became heavy, a faint blood red appeared in her eyes, and she gasped: "Tell me, why is it not over?"
When Qihun saw Liang Xi's appearance, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he raised his hand and lit another stick of incense, and the green smoke curled up.
"Liang Xi, have you ever heard of such a sentence?"
The chess soul's red lips opened slightly, and bursts of fragrance were exuded from her body.
As she breathed, her white and plump breasts continued to rise and fall, and there were alluring lines.
Waves, two red dots are vaguely visible, and the delicate ravines make people want to indulge in them immediately.
“When you look at mountains, they are mountains, when you look at water, you are water; when you look at mountains, they are not mountains, when you look at water, they are not water; when you look at mountains, they are still mountains, when you look at water, they are still water.”
Qi Hun softly uttered these words, and slowly leaned forward.
Her pink and tender tongue was faintly visible between her lips, making people want to push her to the ground immediately and suck her soft and fragrant tongue.
"Many strong men in this world just think from strength to skill, and then from skill to strength.
Liang Xi, what state have you reached now?"
Hearing the chess soul's words, Liang Xi's whole body felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
She trembled slightly.
The red light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and her dark pupils returned.
Her face turned pale, and her head lowered involuntarily, lost in thought.
Seeing Liang Xi's frown, the corners of Qihun's mouth rose even more, a green light appeared in his eyes, and two fangs were gradually protruding from the corners of his mouth, and the muscles on his face were also twisted strangely, like slight waves in the water.
Roaring.
"Liang Xi, be careful."
Qingyue noticed the change in Qihun's expression and wanted to remind Liang Xi loudly.
But what frightened her was that at this critical moment, she couldn't move.
My whole body seemed to be out of control.
I was so stiff that I couldn't move.
I wanted to speak, but I couldn't open my mouth.
"Liang Xi, pay attention to this game of chess."
The woman glanced at Qing Yue and said to Liang Xi with a proud smile on her face.
"Liang Xi, don't look at it."
Qingyue was so anxious that there were tears in his eyes, but he still couldn't move.
A breath surged into his chest, but he couldn't continue upwards.
A strange fragrance poured into his nostrils.
Qingyue's eyes moved.
He glanced at the stick of incense next to the chessboard and was suddenly shocked: "There is something weird about that stick of incense."
Qingyue's heart was pounding, and she suddenly felt her cheeks light up.
Then she realized that Qihun's fingertips had touched her face, and her face that charmed the world was very close at hand.
For some reason, Qingyue felt at this moment that Qi Hun's face was not beautiful at all, but rather cold to the core.
Qihun's fingers were like ice cubes, making goosebumps stand up all over Qingyue's body.
"It's useless.
This soul-dispersing incense is enough to make you unable to move for an hour.
You can't wake up Liang Xi.
He is already in a deadlock.
As long as he can't figure out the answer to this question, he will never wake up. , you know, he walked into this dead end step by step."
Qihun's words made Qingyue feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"The only way for him to recover is for him to come up with the answer himself, but I won't give him a chance.
You watch, I will give him another push and push him completely into the abyss." s: Tomorrow is Saturday, starting at 8 o'clock as usual: