Pray...

It's really not like the actions Meluim would do.

But the motivation for begging is not for seeking, but for.

It is precisely because the complexity is eliminated and only the purest thing is left behind that Luo can see through.

But when that pleading sentiment came to Roh's heart, the obsession that was equivalent to Meluim's signs of becoming complicated.

In this way, Luo had no reason to leave Meluim's obsession, and that would not even sleep well in the future.

"Am Is it an obsession or a broken soul?"

Luo sighed in his heart, and once again suppressed the idea of ​​turning Meluem into a mind beast.

Even if you can smoothly realize Meluem, it still requires energy and time. The key is whether it is manifested or a mindless beast without combat effectiveness.

Looking back at the beginning, it took him more than two years to create the White Jade General.

Then, when the efforts and returns are not proportional, Luo could not find any reason to convince himself to turn Meluem into a beast.

Ignoring Meluim's plea, Luo realized that Xiaomai was crying.

“…”

Luo Chenmo looked at Xiao wheat who was crying constantly.

When covered by mental power, most of the senses of ordinary people are amplified, and even some kind of similar analysis ability is produced.

That is why we can get a lot of information from Luo's words.

I'm afraid that the analytical ability has become the wheat, which is why the eyes cry first.

"Will I feel soft-hearted if I continue like this?"

Luo Wusheng smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand and picked out his chess pieces to prepare for the next plate of formation.

His movements woke up the overwhelmed wheat.

"sorry."

Xiaomai subconsciously apologized and then hurriedly sorted out the chess pieces, and his movements were obviously messy.

Pick.

Several chess pieces were swept down and fell to the ground.

Xiaomai was stunned, wiped her tears, bent down to grop on the ground to explore the chess pieces.

"You sit down and I'll pick it up."

Luo made a sound to stop Xiaomai's movements, raised his hand and sucked the void of the chess piece in.

Xiaomai couldn't see her eyes and knew nothing about it, but she stood up obediently.

She was very self-conscious, well-behaved and obedient, and would not rush to overcome it. So when Luo said what she wanted her to go home, she immediately cried silently instead of raising questions.

Luo put the chess pieces on Xiaomai's chess plate one by one and said, "Let's start."

"Um."

Wheat squeezed a word out of its nasal cavity and grabbed a large wrinkle on its pants with both hands.

Even if I recognize my identity, the desire to ask in my heart is like a volcano about to erupt, and I almost can't suppress it.

Why don’t you lose your military etiquette after ten games?

Is it because I keep losing?

These doubts were analyzed by Xiaomai from Rona's words.

Xiaomai opened her mouth. When she was about to be able to help it, the sound of the chess piece falling on the board made her shut up involuntarily.

So, the wrinkles that caught on the trouser legs became deeper.

One plate, two plates, three plates...

Until the night fell, it finally reached the last plate.

Organize chess pieces, arrange troops, and start the game.

Thirty minutes later, Luo's chess piece fell into a dead end.

"It's really merciless to open the way with a cylinder and then cut off the vitality with a horse and a bow."

Luo looked at the game where vitality was completely cut off, and couldn't help but look up at Xiaomai, who did not hide his sorrow.

Even if the emotions are in great turmoil, will it not affect the game?

He is a natural chess player with the ultimate talent in a certain field.

So, who else can be her opponent for Wheat, who has evolved to this level?

There must be some.

Luo withdrew his gaze, turned his head to glance at Meluim's illusion, then moved to Xiaomai and said, "It's over."

Xiaomai's body trembled slightly, biting her lips and silently, of course she knew what the end of the sound meant.

She didn't want to lose such happiness, and lowered her head and whispered: "I, can I still have the chance to play chess with the general coach?"

The light of thought that was shrouded on the weak body was converging into the body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Luo watched the process of his mind gradually shrinking into his body, but did not answer, but instead put away the pieces on the chessboard as fast as possible.

After collecting the pieces, Luo still did not answer Xiaomai's question. He just stretched out his right hand and gently covered the chessboard, and then said, "Go and rest. I will arrange someone to take you home tomorrow morning, and this chessboard will be given to you."

Luo had a thought sprouting.

"Master General..." Xiaomai raised her head.

"Go down." Luo interrupted directly.

Xiaomai showed a sad expression and even forgot to salute. She picked up the crutch next to her, groped and stood up, and then walked towards the door.

When Xiaomai stepped out of the door, Luo suddenly said, "Maybe there will be a chance."

Xiaomai suddenly turned around, but fell to the ground because of excessive force, looking quite embarrassed.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm losing my composure again!"

Xiaomai hurriedly stood up, from sadness to joy, showing a honest smile.

"I mean maybe." Luo said helplessly.

"Yeah, yeah!" Xiaomai kept nodding.

"Do you know what 'maybe' means?"

"Know!"

Luo had nothing to say, rubbed his forehead and said, "Go."

When Xiaomai left, Luo looked at the chessboard without saying a word.

The black cat came over at some point and said greedily: "Give it to me, it's a waste anyway."

"Get out."

Luo said bluntly.

"whispering sound."

The black cat snorted and ran to have snacks again.

The chess room suddenly became quiet.

Luo raised his index finger, and a black thought like a flame jumped on his fingertips.

"I originally wanted to erase you directly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo turned the chessboard over, used the black flame at his fingertips as the pen and ink, and the bottom of the chessboard as the drawing paper, and engraved a devil's word on the drawing paper.

With one stroke and another, the size of the black flame became smaller and smaller. Until the last stroke of Luo Diao, the black flame completely disappeared, and there was an obscure black divine word on the chessboard chassis.

"As long as wheat uses this chessboard, maybe one day you can use the energy of wheat to produce body."

"I'm not doing this to help you."

Luo looked at the black divine word at the bottom of the chessboard, as if he was looking at Meluim, and as if he was watching Xiaomai while playing chess seriously.

"Military chess is a world of two people after all."

It's not just one person and one ant, but two people.

Luo turned the chessboard back, then stood up and left.

At this moment, a wisp of breath floated out from the chessboard, slowly drifting towards Luo like smoke.

Luo Youyou noticed it and looked back at the black smoke, and was stunned.

"Is this the case... I'll give up on thanking."

Luo raised his hand and inhaled the black smoke into his body, and the mental power value increased to 99%.
To be continued...