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Chapter 321 The Level of an Invitation Card
Chapter 320 Five Levels of an Invitation Card
He said he didn't know when the long sword was in his hands, and it seemed that he was going to do a big fight with his chest full of anger.

An Ran took a glance at Xia Bing's direction from the corner of her eye, and the two of them had a lot of tacit understanding in their 'hooking up'.

Xia Bing flipped his wrist, and the ice blade flew out of his hand with a cold air. He only heard a 'dong' sound as the ice blade hit the long sword in the woman's hand in black. There was a 'boom' sound, perhaps the vibration was too great when they hit each other. , the woman didn't react in time, the long sword slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.

An Ran turned around, turned her back to the full house of guests behind her, and slowly walked up the steps with the clamoring few.

She is obviously just a weak woman with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, but the words she speaks are resounding
"When you go out, you will inevitably meet troublemakers, so I found two people who have some basic skills to serve you. It's just that they are used to hitting hard. If you get hurt, I hope you will forgive me."

finished,

Looking up at Xiao Er who was standing only two steps away from him, he smiled lightly and said

"Let's lead the way"

It was only at this time that Xiao Er came out of his stupefied reaction.
"hey"

As soon as he said that, he trotted ahead to lead the way.

An Ran didn't care how pale the faces of those big men and women were, she turned around and disappeared around the corner of the second floor, and everyone watched a beautiful figure slowly disappear from sight.

Cutting, the tall figure saw An Ran disappearing from sight, and followed closely upstairs.

Xia Bing held the dough ball in his hand and fiddled with the fur one after another, sweeping it around with a half-smile.

That rough and clumsy man seemed to have experienced something, he knew that he would not be able to offend An Ran when he saw his appearance, so he didn't want to pester him any more.

On the contrary, the disdain in the eyes of the two women in black was even stronger, only listening to the short woman's cold but murderous intent

"A girl who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth is shameless."

Perhaps it was because of Xia Bing's blow just now that she lost all face, and the resentful look in her eyes wished to cut Xia Bing into pieces.

Xia Bing curled his lips into a sneer, and the ice blade broke out from his hand again, hitting the woman's eyes directly. The woman had learned the lesson just now, so she was vigilant a lot, and she turned to one side, and gently avoided it.

It was just that two sharp blades came through the air, one couldn't dodge in time, and scratched his cheek through the black veil, and blood dripped down the bottom of the veil to the ground.

Xia Bing's cute and pitiful little face showed a fierce look, and he didn't even bother to cover it up

"This is just a lesson. If I hear such words next time, and want to scratch my eyes so much, then I don't want to keep these eyes. They look intrusive."

The atmosphere in the lobby was a little tense and angry again. All the diners couldn't keep their eyes open. The twists and turns were really exciting.

But what made everyone's eyes even hotter was that this delicate and pitiful looking woman was actually a spiritual cultivator? !
Or the rare element ice? !
This really shocked everyone.

The tall woman frowned tightly and supported the woman who was injured by Xia Bing, and said in a low voice

"The saint is coming soon, we still don't want to cause trouble at this juncture."

When the short woman in black heard this, her eyes finally became clear, and she said through gritted teeth.
"Walk"

With that said, they all left.

Xia Bing curled her lips, shook her head, and went upstairs.

What the two men in black said just now... the saint is coming soon?
When the protagonists of this incident have left, the people in the hall can be regarded as blown up.

"That woman was a spiritual monk just now!? She turned out to be a spiritual monk!!"

"Unexpectedly, the old man also sometimes misses it..."

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At this time, there was a lot of discussion downstairs, but the person above who entered the door was smiling happily.

After An Ran settled down and closely followed Fa who came up, An Ran followed into the door, and Xia Bing followed after a while.

Staring at An Ran without blinking, he looked like an old god was there

"Sure enough, he's sharp-tongued."

I looked around and observed the layout of the room. Generally speaking, except for the small decorations, it is slightly different from the Xiangtian Empire's restaurant, and the large layout is still similar.

Sitting next to the stool of the Eight Immortals Table, An Ran couldn't help giving Xia Bing a blank look.

"Okay, the game in the afternoon is about to start, I have to register first, and if I seem to be panicking, I can go wandering around."

As soon as Xia Bing heard that An Ran was going to sign up, she didn't want to be left behind.

"I am coming too!"

An Ran stood up and directly ignored Xia Bing's delusional idea of ​​getting involved
"The one in your arms will be handed over to you. If you follow, it will be too late for registration."

Xia Bing looked down at the ripe dough ball sleeping in her arms, a little reluctant, she also wanted to go.

An Ran walked over, patted her shoulder to comfort her, and said
"I'm afraid we won't be able to leave here for a day or two. Wait for me to sign up and come back to take a good look around this Xuanlong City?"

Only in this way can Xia Bing's reluctance be calmed down.

Because it was the first time for An Ran to come to Xuanlong City, she was not very familiar with it, and the flow of people had increased a lot in the past few days. Although it was not crowded, it would not be much worse than this.

When An Ran finally found the registration office, there was still a quarter of an hour before noon.

An Ran pinched her waist with both hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

The registration place for the competition is only a few miles away from the imperial palace of the Xuantian Empire, and it is heavily guarded, so it can be seen how much the royal family of the Xuantian Empire attaches importance to this competition.

An Ran stepped forward, and there was a man sitting opposite him, wearing a milky white long gown with the words "refining medicine" embroidered on his chest, An Ran looked around at the people around him.They are all wearing this kind of milky white long gown, and embroidered with the words refining medicine, which means that they are the personnel of this medicine refining competition.

The man raised his eyes and glanced at An Ran, then nodded at An Ran and said
"Come to the competition?"

An Ran nodded and said cooperatively.
"Yes, the registration time has not passed yet, right?"

The man is holding a notebook-like thing in his hand, recording something on it,

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"I haven't, but I'm afraid I won't be able to report if I come later. Name, where are you from?"

An Ran obediently cooperated
"Yang Anran, from Xiangtian Empire"

The man hurriedly wrote in the record book.

Then he picked up a wooden sign from the side, with a number on it, and it said 540 seven.

Then he handed it to An Ran.

Just listen to the man say
"Half an hour later, next to the ring of the competition, the competition list for this afternoon will be shown. Since you signed up late, it is estimated that you will not be included until the last preliminary competition. As for the order and rules of the competition, over there I have shown you to go and see."

At such a moment, suddenly a man dressed as a servant trotted over, holding something respectfully with both hands.

(End of this chapter)