Seeing Muyan, he immediately reprimanded: "Ye Liangchen, it was you who frightened Junior Sister Xuan, she fell ill and had a fever last night. But in order to meet your appointment to fight, even if she is sick, she still has to come. If there is anything good or bad about our Junior Sister Xuan, I, the Poshan Sect, will definitely not spare you."
"Pfft. I have a competition today, but I fell ill and had a fever last night. Miss Liu Ruoxuan, it's too late for her illness, isn't it?"
Hearing Luo Yu's ridicule, Liu Ruoxuan's body swayed, there was no trace of blood on her small face, she looked very sick indeed.
Her voice was hoarse, and she said in a crying voice: "Ye Liangchen, I am weak today, and I already knew that I would lose to you, but I will not run away..."
Muyan waved her hand and interrupted her, "Nonsense, wait until you lose to me."
Liu Ruoxuan choked, almost unable to maintain that stubborn and weak expression.
She knew that she had to respond to today's competition.
Otherwise, Po Shanzong and Liu Ruoxuan would become the laughing stock of the entire Tianguang Market from now on.
However, she also knew that she was definitely no match for [Ye Liangchen].
She had heard long ago that someone had personally seen [Ye Liangchen] draw a third-grade talisman.
In desperation, Liu Ruoxuan had no choice but to come up with this way of pretending to be sick.
— It’s not that I’m inferior to you, I just happen to be in poor health, even if I lose to you, it’s not that I’m inferior to you.
She is ready to deal with all kinds of ridicule and questioning.
Who knows that [Ye Liangchen] doesn't play cards according to common sense at all.
She actually said, she even said, let her lose first!
Liu Ruoxuan almost gritted her teeth.
However, the talisman paper, cinnabar pen and table are all ready.
Tens of thousands of eyes stared at him.
She has been put on the fire, and she can't do without painting.
Muyan smiled, stepped forward to take the cinnabar pen and talisman paper, bowed her head and started to draw.
"The number one store in the world is the best!"
"Ye Liangchen, I, Young Master Guo, are willing to wrap up the third-grade healing talisman you drew."
"Ye Liangchen, don't be nervous, draw slowly, we all believe in you."
From time to time, the voices of encouragement to Muyan resounded in the square of death.
However, they only shouted a few words, but Muyan stopped writing, and pressed the drawn talisman on the test stone.
The test stone immediately shone brightly.
Everyone in the Plaza of Death was dumbfounded.
"Let's draw... Finished painting?!"
"Wait, was it another quarter of an hour? No?"
"Fuck, is this drawing a third-grade talisman? I thought I was just playing around!!"
"I've heard that Ye Liangchen from the No. 1 shop in the world is talented in drawing talismans, with extremely fast speed and good quality, but I always thought that was an exaggeration."
"Oh my god! That's a third-grade talisman! Now I believe that all the talismans in the No. 1 shop in the world were drawn by Master Ye alone!"
"Aww, Master Ye is mighty!! Can you sell me this talisman of Master Ye! I, Young Master Guo, will always support you!"
After the shock and excitement, everyone's eyes turned to Liu Ruoxuan.
Liu Ruoxuan looked at the talisman that Muyan had just pressed on the test stone, and couldn't believe her eyes.
At this moment, she seemed to feel the fear and despair of being cornered by Jun Muyan in the windless square again.
Liu Ruoxuan picked up the pen in a trance, her fingertips trembling, and hung in the air for a long time, but she couldn't draw a single rune.
She raised her head and met the peach blossom eyes of the girl not far away who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.