This time, she will try her best to win the dead old man, make him proud and arrogant.

What kind of robbery?

Everyone is robbed. He's just bullshit.

She wants to stab a hole in his leg to take revenge on yelicha.

The old ghost's expression is very relaxed, and his attitude of playing chess is very serious. It seems that every step he takes seems to be deliberate, and every step he takes, he doesn't have much time to think, and almost just takes a look at the white chess.

Although he was calm and calm, we can see from his eyes that every move he made was very careful.

Seeing this, Feng Mo Chen also slightly closed his eyes. As soon as the dead old man opened his mouth, he wanted to play chess, which showed that he was skilled in chess, so he was so confident that he could let her have five pieces and bet on what he wanted.

It seems that he has the potential.

In that case, she had to be careful, too, not to let him have a chance.

"San Shao, why don't you believe what I said?" The old ghost suddenly pondered.

Phoenix Mo Chen picks eyebrow: "what don't believe what you say?"

The old ghost raised his eyes and looked at her with a cool face: "the man who walked with you yesterday is a love disaster you can't cross in this life. If you don't want to suffer in the future, you'd better draw a clear line with him."

Hearing this, Feng Mo Chen was stunned and put a piece of chess. He slowly raised his head to meet the old ghost's sharp eyes, and his eyes were deep: "what do you mean? Make it clear. "

She had a faint sense of uneasiness.

But she didn't want to.

Last night, the old ghost also said a terrible word to her?

At that time, she was a little suspicious.

"Three little is a daughter!" The old ghost coagulated her like that. His eyes didn't blink. He just coagulated her so quietly.

Daughter body?

Smell speech, say not surprised, that is false.

With a slap, the pieces in her hand fell, and the whole chess game was disrupted.

Feng Mo Chen frowned and looked a little deeper: "how do you know I'm a daughter?"

Playing as a man for more than ten years, no one has ever seen through her identity, and she tries her best to hide her words and deeds, but why is she still seen by this man?

Is it really ginger or spicy.

Old ghost hears her to ask, just lightly pull a lip, then hang a Mou way: "the eye sees, you seem to like very much yesterday that man, do you know, yesterday he is intentionally injured?"

Injured on purpose?

How is that possible?

Feng Mo Chen didn't believe the old ghost's words. At that time, the situation was so dangerous. Why did he gamble his life?

"Is it?" Some words have been made clear, Feng Mo Chen didn't admit it or deny it. Instead, he picked up the black chess on the chessboard and looked down at the disturbed chess game.

She lost.

No need to compare.

Looking at the chess game she had lost, she clenched her lips.

The old ghost's face was indifferent, and her eyes were indifferent. He just said gently, "three little, don't worry. I won't mention your identity, and I won't mention his, because it's three little. Some things can't be seen by naked eyes. You can only see clearly and understand them when you get there."

Let's get rid of it. I understand.

She doesn't like being coerced.

"I'm afraid you don't have the life to go out and talk nonsense." Feng Mo Chen glared at him, then got up and stood up, holding the unicorn sword in his hand, pointing to him: "when people die, there is no more secret, is there?

Although she said so, she felt empty in her heart.

She hasn't killed herself yet?

The hand holding the unicorn sword is shaking.