The little monk couldn't help but squint his eyes to prevent the mouse urine from dripping down when it was rolling around there.

He couldn't help but rub his eyes, and then said, "Let's do this, I won't treat you badly. I have two important news, which may be related to your life. I might as well tell you today."

"We will be the two Qing Dynasties from now on, how about it?"

Zhao Xiaobai couldn't help but open his eyes wide: Is this a big deal?

All the sweetness in the world, all the money and beauties, all the high officials and wealth, all the glory and wealth... Which one is important to have a life?

Life is the source of all happiness!...

His careless look had already made the young monk see through it. The monk said, "First, you have to pay attention to a crow!"

Zhao Xiaobai was shocked and blurted out: "Crow? What kind of crow? Are monsters?"

"I don't have time to talk to you in detail. People outside are still sitting there. Over time, our activities will be exposed!"

"Second, you should pay attention to the 'Black Wind Double Evil' of the Demon Clan!"

"If you meet a male wizard in the middle third level in black, and a female swordsman in the dispersal realm, you will probably be the case."

"These two are Tian Lemo's senior brother and senior sister, and they are always inseparable. They can be regarded as two extremely vicious guys!"

"As for why you came to you, you will understand if you think about it carefully. I don't have the time to explain it in detail to you."

After saying that, the monk didn't allow Zhao Xiaobai to answer. He stomped his feet and shouted: "Let's go!"

Suddenly, a light smoke broke out and the figure flashed and disappeared.

The game was in dire straits, but the two players in the game both closed their eyes leisurely and seemed to be asleep.

Most of the people watching were not in a hurry, and they were so anxious that they scratched their heads.

But there were no less than ten quiet guys, sitting indifferently, smiling slightly, as if they were clear about everything.

Of course, the referee, Mr. Fan Tong, had seen the clues long ago, but he was indeed a bucket of food. He didn't shout loudly. He just raised a big hand gently and shook it, and stopped the commotion in the audience in time.

He scolded: "The two players are using soul communication, bargaining and bargaining. Don't disturb you randomly."

What he said was simply...what is he not a wine bag?

Some people who were not in a good state and didn't know the inside story suddenly said "Oh~~" and showed a strange and evil smile on their faces. Then they sat down, looked at their noses, their noses, and their hearts, and entered the inner lights, and tacitly stopped talking.

Only the senior brother of Shenxiao Palace and the old monk Baimei from Lingbao Temple seemed a little worried. They both stroked their foreheads with their hands and looked at the chess game with concern, which was quite forgetful.

Yuer, the contestant from Shenxiao Palace opened his eyes first, and fell down with a "pop", and then he seemed to be regretful and raised his hands and patted his forehead regretfully.

Then, the contestant from Lingbao Temple also woke up, his eyes were sunny and he looked at the chessboard. A glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes, and with a "bang", he also fell into a single piece.

Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said with relief: "The 265th move, the end."

This means that it is the referee's turn to speak.

Unexpectedly, the referee Mr. Fan actually pouted and threw the referee's justice under his big feet and trampled him.

He said in a deep thought: "Is this game of chess? You two..."

"It would be easy if I had to referee fairly, but I have the conditions."

As soon as this statement came out, the contestants on both sides and the audience in the hall were all shocked, from the emperor and the prince to the important ministers and ministers!

Among the female family in the inner room, some people couldn't help but scream!

... Throughout history, in the world, where can referees judges in the center and still bargain with the players?

This is really strange, and it is very common this year, and it is very strange.

"You don't have to worry and be afraid. I'm not as shameless as some people. I only have one condition."

The old man raised a finger, and a smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled old face.

Zhao Xiaobai suddenly realized and said in a lost voice: "Do you want sweet too?"

He actually eavesdropped? This referee, hehe, the black whistle...

It turns out that he is not a living bucket. His level is so high that he is still above the elder brother and the old monk Baimei!

Zhao Xiaobai's heart moved slightly: Hehe, the righteousness of the middle three realms and the unpredictable runes of gods and ghosts, this old man is also a guy who likes to hide his weaknesses!

Since he is the crown prince's teacher, how can he be a living?

Oh no! The note that the prince took back would not happen to let the old man see it? Then...oh!

Seeing that Zhao Xiaobai was confused for no reason, the little monk sighed and said, "Amitabha! My Buddha is merciful. Master Referee, what are your conditions?"

The old man twisted his beard and said loudly: "You two don't have to worry!"

"I not only hold the ring ruler in my hand for most of my life, but I don't talk about my peaches and plums, but I also make a stream of my own; I also ride a horse on the Lantai and hold a scepter in the golden palace; I can be called a wise man in the world."

Zhao Xiaobai couldn't help but laugh: Hehe, this old man said something like a scholar! In the words, he can see his romantic self-proclaimed in his youth and his life is proud.

He heard a little teasing words in his ears: "The conditions I put forward will naturally not be a matter of harming the world, nor will it be like that, asking for sweet things."

Speaking of this, the old scholar's tone suddenly became stronger and he asked in a deep voice: "I just want to ask you two, are you..."

"What, what, man?"

It's shocking!

This old scholar was very proud, not only his wise eyes were like a torch, but now he said softly, "who" and "who" in the palace were echoing constantly, and it never dissipated for a long time, and it was awesome!

Zhao Xiaobai was shocked: Jinshi, is it so powerful? No wonder Zhao Yunshang insisted on letting me go to the human race... Alas!...

When the old scholar said this, the little monk glared at him and immediately pretended to be cheating. He pointed at Zhao Xiaobai with one hand and said, "This is all his trouble! What about Bai Xiaozhao, Bai Xiaozhao? Who doesn't know that it's Zhao Xiaobai?"

"Since he is hiding, I am just treating the other person with his own way."

"Hehe, I am Wuchen, and I am the descendant of the Holy Mountain."

Many people in the hall suddenly looked at the small eyes with big eyes, and shouted in surprise, "Ah", "Ah"...

Then Fan Tong grinned and said, "That's the only thing that's right!"

"How many people can be so sloppy at the age of the two in the world?"

"I'll say, if it weren't for the successor of the Holy Mountain and the descendant of Qingyang Mountain who suddenly appeared and made a fuss, how could this meeting of the Sutras would be so exciting?"

"I am amazed! Hahahaha..."

"Dear Emperor, please forgive me for being incompetent. I cannot judge the outcome of this meeting of the Sutra! From now on, you are afraid that you will have two national masters at the same time!"

The emperor first waved his sleeves and said happily: "It's so great, I feel no comfort!"

Then, he stood up from the seat like a mouse seeing a cat, hurriedly walked to the seats of Zhao Xiaobai and Wuchen, and bowed.

He said: "Ye Shangming, the emperor of the Cangwu Kingdom in Danzhou, southern China, paid a visit to the descendant of Qingyang Mountain and the descendant of Shengshan Mountain!"
Chapter completed!