Chapter 850

Before arriving at the competition venue, Yun Jiushu could already feel the lively atmosphere of the crowd, Ye Canglan took out the special human skin mask for her.

"You can't wear this mask too much, remember to take it off when no one is around." Ye Canglan glued it on her face carefully.

Chan Shu thought that when he came back, Yun Ge wore Yun Jiushu's human skin mask every day for a year, and when he took off the mask, his face was haggard and dark yellow, as if he had aged several years.

Ye Canglan was probably worried that something like that would happen, Chan Shu nodded, "Okay."

"God's chariot, let's move quickly."

Everyone in Bingyu knows Ye Canglan's exclusive carriage, which is a double-headed dragon horse-drawn carriage. The whole body of the carriage is jade-white in color, and it can travel thousands of miles a day in the snow-capped environment.

It has to be said that Ye Canglan's status in Bingyu is quite high, and the people are still very convinced of him, which is the most rare thing.

When the two got off the carriage, everyone gave way and saluted the envoy one by one.

Many contestants have already come to the competition venue. Ye Canglan's special status has prepared the best auditorium for him, and Chan Shu is by his side.

One white and one red form a stark contrast, but the appearance of the two is very harmonious and in harmony. Once they appear, no one can take their eyes off of them.

Chan Shu sat next to Ye Canglan as she should, and now everyone still thinks she is Yun Jiushu.

When the time comes, all the contestants need to enter the venue. Chan Shu is No. [-], Nangong Qing and Jin Hua are No. [-] and No. [-], just on the left and right sides of Chan Shu.

"I heard that you don't have any experience in refining weapons, so go home and don't show yourself." Nangong Qing suffered twice from Chan Shu's hands, and she always wanted to find a chance to get revenge.

From the inquiries of the servants, I found out that Chan Shu never knew how to refine weapons before, even though she worshiped under Old Lin's sect, she couldn't learn anything in the past few days.

They are from a family of craftsmen, from elementary school to adulthood, if it was so easy to learn craftsmanship, they would have become masters of the generation.

Chan Shu is really speechless for people like them who don't have much ability but always like to provoke, can they die if they don't find some sense of existence?
"Whoever is embarrassing will know when the time comes, you don't have to admit it in such a hurry." Chan Shu ignored her provocation.

"Hehe, if you can learn how to refine weapons in a few days and get a ranking, I will cut off my head and use it as a stool for you to sit on."

"Really?" Chan Shu's eyes lit up, she likes to bet with people the most, anyway, the loser is not herself.

"If you can enter the top three, I will chop off your head." Nangong Qing proudly said, everyone is in the same craftsman circle, and the top three basically everyone knows that this Yun Jiushu is here to die.

"Okay, anyway, so many people have heard it. If you lose, you can chop off your head and use it as a stool for me."

"Then what if you lose?" Nangong Qing is waiting here for Chan Shu, she has not avenged her previous revenge.

"You can't want my head too, can you?" Chan Shu joked.

"What do I want your head for? I want your hands. If you lose, I'll cut off your hands." Nangong Qing knew that her cultivation was not as good as Chan Shu's, as she could tell from the first two fights.

If she has no hands, will she still dare to show off?At that time, he could abuse her as much as he wanted.

When Nangong Qing thought of the picture of her without hands, she felt beautiful in her heart.

(End of this chapter)

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