My host is the Queen of Prophecy

Chapter 847 Only Your Blood Can Save His Life (39)

Just as Chitose fanned his small fan and was about to wait for Wan'er to come back, a black shadow appeared in front of him instantly.

Sitting in front of her, he picked up the black chess piece with his slender fingertips and dropped it without hesitation.

"Who are you?" Chitose frowned, and although he didn't take two steps back vigilantly, he didn't intend to play chess with the opponent either.

He suppressed his voice very deep, like the moonlight tonight.

"I'll tell you if you win."

"Forget it." Chitose hated being threatened by others the most, and said coldly: "Forget it, I don't want to know."

"..." The other party didn't speak, but picked up her white piece, and took a step at the best place.

Chitose's eyebrows twitched slightly, thin lips and teeth lightly: "Who told you that I'm going down here?"

"Huh?" The other party snorted muffled.

It seems to be saying: Do you have a better solution?

Chitose picked up the white piece he had left behind, and went down in another direction.

Although this place is not as big as the advantage that it seems to have expanded all of a sudden, it not only blocks many possibilities of the opponent with one trick, but also opens up infinite possibilities of its own.

"Good chess." He said two more words, his voice hoarse.

Soon, he continued to play a chess piece, and the position was well placed.

It's almost the same as the one before Chitose.

Back and forth a few moves, the original disadvantage left by Wan'er has quietly disappeared.

Perhaps the charm of Go lies in this. Sometimes a small move can change the situation on the field.

The opponent's Go skills are not at the same level as Wan'er's. Before Chitose, he made random moves, but now he needs to think about it.

"Princess, princess, I thought of it..." Wan'er ran over bouncingly with the mung bean pastry in her hand: "I've already thought about it, ah—you, you, who are you?"

Chitose made a 'shush' gesture towards her: "Wan'er, come here, let me show you what it means to be a master and turn your dead situation back."

Hearing the word 'dead game', Wan'er's head buzzed, she put down the pastry and looked at Chitose: "How can the princess say that about me? When I went to the kitchen, I thought about how to play it." It’s over, I just need to play this position... Hey, why is no one playing this position.”

"Oh——" The man in black on the side said in a hoarse voice: "If you just left after leaving this position, even I would be powerless to recover."

"Puchi—" Chitose covered her mouth and laughed lightly.

The position Wan'er mentioned is really not good. If she stays in this position, she will basically be able to secure Chitose's victory.

"Princess..." Wan'er's entire face turned bitter: "Where did this person come from, and is what he said true? I've thought about that position for a long time."

"Well... Although I don't want to hurt your self-confidence, this princess, and this position is also a mistake that most rookie chess players will make." Chitose raised her right hand lightly and patted her shoulder: "But if you really If things go on like this, we may have to go to bed early tonight."

The hand of the man in black holding the black chess piece shook slightly, and a hoarse and deep voice sounded slowly: "Did you all go to bed so late before?"

There is a calamity in his heart that no one can know, and no one can tell.

Chitose nodded slightly, and raised his finger to point to the bright moon in the sky: "I won't sleep if the moon doesn't sleep."

(End of this chapter)