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After walking through a blue light curtain, they arrived at a certain location!

This was a snowy region. Silver snowflakes danced in the sky. There was not a single flower on the white carpet, yet there was an indescribable charm.

Pure and cold!

"Long time no see!" Chang Lou's lips moved slightly, as if he was saying this half a word.

The assassin stretched out his hand and saw the snowflakes falling on his palm. He carefully examined those beautiful edges. These edges were like sharp thorns that were inexplicably touching.

"So beautiful!"

The dream-like world made him involuntarily exclaim in admiration. There was snow in the desert as well as in the country of Xue Bei, but none of it was as beautiful as this.

This kind of beauty was very simple, but it was also a bit desolate. It could easily bring back the dust of the past.

"Ah!" Snow! It's so white!

"Snow! Snow!"

"To think that there would be such a beautiful scenery here. No one expected it!"

Even though they were a bunch of greedy people, they still said a few words of praise at that instant.

"Everyone, what you want is over there!"

Chang Lou pointed to the front. There might be a surprise in front that was covered by a dense curtain of snow!

"Where?"

Everyone's eyes were focused on the front. They followed the direction pointed out by the building and only saw the snow-white wind that was being blown so tightly that it seemed to have nothing to do with them.

"There is a grave in front of you about five meters away. The treasure trove's former owner's mausoleum is right there!"

After saying this, Chang Lou crouched down in the snow, looking at the falling snow like a child.

"Good luck, I hope you won't be carried to the grave by desire!"

The second sentence stunned everyone who was ready to make a move. Everyone was afraid of the grave! He couldn't help but take a few steps back and look at each other.

Their eyes were wide open as they stared for a long time. None of them could tell what was going on, but they did not look at the person who first came here and instigated them.

"Come! Let's play chess! "

Chang Lou didn't panic in the slightest under the stares of so many people. She waved her hand in the air, and criss-crossing black lines appeared.

"But I don't know anything about it!"

The assassin scratched his head in embarrassment. His chess skills were profound and he was indeed not proficient in them. It was a little difficult to understand them!

"I don't know either, so let's play Tiger Chess!"

"I know how to do that, alright!"

After a long while, the onlookers' faces turned pale. Other people could play chess as if nothing had happened, but they didn't have the patience to do so.

Finally, someone could no longer hold it in and charged straight towards where Chang Lou was pointing!

In an instant, the person disappeared into the snow mist without a trace.

BOOM! Not long after that person entered, the ground rumbled loudly, as if some large mechanism had been activated.

"Is it really here?"

These people thought for a moment and then simultaneously rushed in.

"Young people sure make big moves!"

The only one left was an old woman who was still standing in front of the boardinghouse and competing in chess techniques. Her pockmarked face looked somewhat ugly, and a trace of viciousness could be seen in her cloudy eyes.

"The bigger the popularity of the game, the bigger the chessboard, and the more chess pieces there are. The game will become chaotic, and the outcome will be dire!"

As if he was talking to himself, he said to the swordsman, as if he was talking to this old woman. It was more like he was talking to the world.

"That's true!"

With regards to Chang Lou's words, the old woman gave a great deal of affirmation!

"Then, shouldn't you enter the competition?"

Chang Lou changed the subject and stood up. She looked at the old woman indifferently and made a gesture of invitation.

The difference between inviting you to enter the game and inviting you to join the guild was so small that there was almost no difference. The swordsman was sure that the old woman would not care about the Chang Residence.

Since there were people fishing in this world, there must be people biting the hook as well. Since there were people setting up a trap, then there must be people joining in!

He clearly knew that he couldn't bite the hook, and he clearly knew that he couldn't enter the game. However, there was a fish that was hooked, and someone just had to enter the game.

The old woman paused for a moment, then walked to another station.

She walked towards the exit. She wanted to walk into the trap that gained nothing! That department had lost their youth, wasted their energy, missed an opportunity. It was also extremely painful, but to be able to survive in pain meant that they were at least still alive!

"Continue!" This game of chess will definitely come to an end as soon as possible! "

After the match ended, Chang Lou felt like he had yet to finish. In his eyes, it would not be easy for him to deal with this fellow. It was a crushing defeat.

However, his thoughts were clearly not on the board game in his hands, at least not yet. His thoughts did not miss out on a few killing moves, allowing the board game to be infinitely delayed.

But luckily, the big picture was still in his hands. He just didn't know who had the big picture.

Puff! An embroidery needle flew towards him and headed straight for the building that was playing Tiger Chess.

Its speed was as fast as lightning. It was just like the passing of time, unimaginably fast.

"Hua Niang is indeed amazing. This concealed weapon is definitely the best in the world!"

Looking at the small embroidery needle on his fingertip, Chang Lou could not help but exclaim!

Unfortunately, the old woman who used the concealed weapon had already fled without a trace!

Chang Lou picked up the green longbow in his hand and slowly strummed the bowstring under the gaze of the swordsman. It was as if a musician was strumming the last string of a zither, graceful and casual.

The green arrow was even more profound than that profound note. It flashed before his eyes, then disappeared from the world.

"What the f * ck!" An old man dares to run so fast … "

"What the f * ck!" Who shot those random arrows to harm Grandfather? "

A familiar voice of a swordsman came from outside. From the feedback of the voice, the flower lady had been killed by the Sky Piercing Arrow.

"Your friend seems to have come!"

After walking for a whole day, Chang Lou said to the swordsman with a smile. His smile was very light and simple.

The swordsman's expression changed, his outstretched hand froze, and the smile in his eyes turned into a devilish smile.

"They won't come for some treasure!"

He was truly afraid that this guy who didn't know anything about the cold bloodlust would attack his friend. If he did, he wouldn't be able to accept the outcome, so he might as well greet him first.

"Don't worry, I'm not crazy!" Besides, they are my friends from the past! "

Chang Lou could read the worry in the assassin's heart and smiled to reassure him.

The Blade Master was stunned when he heard this. Those guys didn't go out all day, so how could they have friends? Even if they did, they should have some impression of him. How come it seemed like those people living in hell didn't know anything?

"Lao Dao, are you alright?"

A burly man suddenly walked in and greeted the assassin without a care for anything else. After sizing him up for a moment, he could not help but kick the assassin.

"You dog, I told you not to come, but you didn't listen! Fortunately, there was not a single missing piece! "

There were four people, three men and one woman. The three men were dressed the same as the swordsmen, but their weapons were different.

The woman was very beautiful. She was an acquaintance.

"Since friends are here, then there's no need to look for an audience! I'm going to start the show. "

Everyone was present. They kicked the veil that was about to reveal the treasure that would lead countless experts to their deaths.

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