I am a weakling, but I am regarded as the supreme holy devil by the righteous people.

I lost another five rounds in mahjong today.

Alas, no luck.

But every time this sect leader says this.

Why do all my subordinates feel like they just ate shit?

What's wrong, this sect leader can't say "lost" yet.

I'm going to say it!

We just won this much, doesn’t it count as a loss?

In this sect master, if you win less, you lose!

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 5486 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Zhang Mo's eyes gradually became sinister.

Lord Jianwu next to him saw that Divine Envoy Zhang had even put down the chicken legs, and he immediately felt that something was wrong.

Look at Zhang Mo staring at Zuo Qiu again.

In an instant, Master Jianwu understood what Divine Envoy Zhang was thinking.

The malicious looks in their eyes made Zuo Qiu instantly alert.

Immediately, Zuo Qiu said loudly: "If you two don't want to talk and want to do something else, I will accompany you!"

After finishing speaking, Zuo Qiu threw something out, turning into a ray of light and flying into the sky.

The next moment, black clouds rolled and purple thunder pierced the sky.

A familiar dragon head slowly emerged from the clouds.

Dragon Lord!

Zhang Mo immediately stepped back.

Good guy, Lord Long is really here!

This sect leader has to escape through urine, escape through feces, and all kinds of escapes.

Master Jianwu didn't see anything wrong, so he raised his hand and released a ray of light.

Shake people?

Who wouldn’t!

On the horizon, golden light suddenly appeared, and then the golden light suppressed the advance of the Black Cloud Dragon.

The sky turned into one gold and one black sides.

"Kangjin Divine Envoy!"

Zuo Qiu is not an idiot, so he can naturally recognize it.

Both sides can obviously produce powerful figures. Immediately, Zhang Mo and Master Jianwu no longer had any thoughts of taking action.

If we take action at this time, no one can guarantee that they will escape unscathed.

It's just a negotiation, there's no need to really go all out at this time.

"Oh, oh. Why are you so tense? Brother Zuo Qiu, eat food, eat food, and drink wine!"

In order to lighten the atmosphere, Zhang Mo picked up the chicken legs again.

Lord Kengo also put away his murderous aura and turned back into an ordinary fat man.

The crisis finally receded.

Zuo Qiu also breathed a sigh of relief.

What a Zhang Laobao, he is really calculating to the extreme. I am really a little bit worse, I have to die today, right?

Fortunately, I am also a cautious person, what a danger!

Zhang Mo had similar thoughts at the moment.

Fortunately, this sect leader specifically asked Lord Qijun Jianwu to call the Divine Envoy Kangjin.

If you really relax a little bit, you will have to burp today.

"Insidious and treacherous chicken!"

"Vicious old Yinbi!"

The two looked at each other, then both smiled.

You meet your opponent in chess, right?

Zuo Qiu's heart suddenly moved, and he suddenly thought of a good idea.

You can delay it for a little longer and see what happens.

It can also make Zhang Laoba in front of him suffer more.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Jianwu. I thought about it all night, but I didn't think of anything to give in to."

As soon as he said this, Zhang Mo looked like he was going to refute.

Zuo Qiu raised his hand to ask Zhang Mo to stop talking for the time being.

Then he continued: "I know Brother Zhang must have the same idea. How about this, let's have a literary competition. It's not a battle, and there's no bloodshed. How about we decide the outcome in a chess game?"

Zhang Mo didn't quite understand.

"Chess game? Playing chess?"

Master Jianwu also raised his eyebrows slightly and asked: "How to determine winning or losing?"

Zuo Qiu said: "It's very simple. If I win, the Snow Sealed Mountains and the Dragon and Snake Kingdom will belong to me. If you win, the three Jiaomu Divine Envoys will take them away directly. How about it? You can win two out of three games, or you can win three out of five games. Can."

"Sounds fair!"

After Zhang Mo finished speaking, he looked at Master Jianwu and nodded, which meant: "Up!"

Lord Kengo looked embarrassed, and suddenly whispered: "I am not good at chess. Envoy of the Pleiades, you should do it!"

Zhang Mo opened his mouth slightly, then shook his head and said, "Me? I'm not even good at it. I'm terrible at chess."

Zuo Qiu said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, there is no need to be humble. With your calculation ability, you should be very powerful in any chess game."

Zhang Mo's face wrinkled into a ball.

Swinging wildly with one hand.

This sect leader doesn’t even dare to accept your flattery!

You deliberately let this sect leader take the bait, right?

Do you think this sect leader is a fool?

"No, no. I really can't play chess. Master Kengo, come on!"

Lord Kengo simply put his hands together.

"Pleiades Divine Envoy, you don't have to be polite. You have the final say!"

After finishing speaking, Lord Kengo blinked.

In this kind of thing, even if you lose, it's just a matter of not admitting it.

What are you afraid of? Come on!

Zuo Qiu said with a smile: "There's no need to be modest. If you can't play Go, how about chess? Checkers is also fine! Pleiades God Envoy, what on earth do you know?"

Zhang Mo said slowly: "I can play mahjong."

Zuo Qiu immediately said: "Okay, let's play mahjong. Ten rounds will determine the outcome!"

Zhang Mo looked at him with a complicated expression.

Hey, hey, are you serious?

So careless?

The outcome of playing mahjong is decided, do you want to think about it again?

Don't say that this sect leader won't give you a chance later!

Unexpectedly, Zuo Qiu swept the table with one hand, and in an instant, all the food in front of him disappeared.

Just snap your fingers again, and a pair of mahjong will really appear!

Damn it, it’s still golden mahjong!

"Come on!"

Zhang Mo glared.

Zuo Qiu said with a smile: "A gentleman's words are hard to follow. Brother Zhang can't keep his words, right?"

Zhang Mo wanted to say, I am not a gentleman, so don't chase me with your horse.

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them out.

He's really not afraid of playing mahjong.

Zhang Mo looked at Master Jianwu again and said, "Together?"

Master Jianwu still shook his head and said, "I don't know how to do this either!"

Zhang Mo nodded and said to Zuo Qiu: "There's no point in fighting between two people, so let's forget it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded in the sky.

"I like playing mahjong, come on!"

A black smoke fell with the sound, it was Long Jun, but her figure was a bit illusory.

"Although I haven't played much, count me in!"

Suddenly, another golden light flew down.

It was the Divine Envoy Kang Jin, and his figure was a bit vague.

Good guys, you two did this with your clones!

Long Jun walked to the table, looked at Zhang Mo and said, "Don't worry, I won't fight with you today. This is my promise."

Zhang Mo replied: "You only have a shadow here. I don't think you can beat me at all."

After saying that, Zhang Mo saw Long Jun's face changing wildly. He immediately raised his hand and said, "Okay, okay. I accept your promise. No one will do anything today!"

After saying that, Zhang Mo looked at Divine Envoy Kangjin and said, "These dragon ladies are very fierce, please protect me."

Divine Envoy Kang Jin ignored him at all, sat down and said: "Let's begin!"

Apparently neither Zhang Mo nor Zuo Qiu expected it to turn out like this.

The two of them didn't know what to say, so they could only sit still.

Lord Jianwu asked someone to bring another chair and sat behind Zhang Mo, still very close.

"What are you doing? Don't you know how to fight? Are you going to eat next to me?"

Zhang Modao.

Lord Kengo smiled and said, "I can't fight, but I like to point. Hurry up!"