Danxuan pondered for a long time, but the sunspot in his hand never touched. Can't see the real intention of the sunset before, Danxuan can't point down this sunspot.

If at this moment Danxuan ignores the weird hand of setting sun, he has a kind of feeling implicitly, then today's chess game he will surely lose!

If you want to win, you have to get through this, otherwise there is no way forward.

Danxuan meditated, but the sun was not anxious, slowly poured himself a bowl of fragrance, but just wanted to bring wine to his mouth, looking at the opposite pondering Danxuan suddenly stopped.

Chuiyang slowly put down the...