Lin Yimei heard Liu Rushuang agree, immediately satisfied with a smile: "tomorrow's Bimei competition, we will win or lose to determine life and death."
Liu Rushuang touched the veil on her face and chuckled, "are you sure you want to bet with me?"
"Sure." Lin Yimei said firmly, then took out a piece of paper from her arms and put it on the table. She said with a smile: "if you want to do it well, you can sign the certificate of life and death now, so that you will not regret it at that time."
Liu Rushuang came to the desk without hesitation and took his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, signed and sealed his seal.
So is Lin Yimei.
The life and death certificate was officially established.
Lin Yimei took up her life and death and left. As soon as she got downstairs, she heard Jin Yuyao say in a loud voice: "some people don't care if they don't have eyes. The most important thing is that their mouths are rotten and their faces are ugly. Even if their hearts are black, they should be chopped up and fed to dogs! Sixth younger martial brother, are you right? "
"Yes, elder martial sister is very right! That ugly woman with a black heart should be fed to the dog as shit Gong Yifei should be with Tao and looks at Lin Yimei with the same smile.
Lin Yimei looks at the people of xiuxianmen, and looks at her with disdain and disdain. She immediately burns up in anger, grabs her hands and doesn't go all out. Then she quickly walks out of zuiyun Xuan.
"Ha ha..." Jin Yuyao laughs and looks at Lin Yimei's gloomy face. It's really a way of relieving hatred.
Qi Qi, the elder martial brothers, looked at Jin Yuyao who was laughing. She was the one who was able to pick things up.
When he saw the life and death on the table, he frowned and asked, "why do you agree?"
Liu Rushuang took off her veil and curled up a cold radian: "do you believe that Lin Yimei came at the direction of Lin San?"
Han Mo Ze's eyes moved slightly, thinking about it clearly: "according to Lin Yimei's courage, it is impossible to do such a risky move. It must be someone behind her to help her, and the person who helps her is likely to be Lin San."
Liu Rushuang hooked his lips and said, "if it's really Lin San, it's better. Now I can condense a small part of the burning flame of the world. With you, I think I can solve the problem of Lin San."
"Frost son, Lin San is afraid of my pure Yang and your burning flame, so he certainly won't rashly fight with you and me. He will certainly find someone to do it for him."
"Yes, it is." Liu Rushuang responded.
Han Moze and Liu Rushuang are discussing how to get rid of Lin San in the house.
Lin San is also planning to wipe out hanmoze and Liu Rushuang in one fell swoop tomorrow.
The next day, the Bimei contest finally began.
The site is a wide field where the size competition is often held in Baiyun city.
Liu Rushuang and Han Moze came to the venue with more than a dozen shadow guards.
Lian Jiuhua looked at the various sects and common people who were wandering around, and was very excited: "it's so lively and spectacular! It's not a waste of time! "
Liu Rushuang looked at the golden mask on Han Mo Ze's face that could only cover her eyebrows and eyes. She was dissatisfied and said, "why can't you buy a bigger mask?"
Han Mo Ze evil smile way: "does the empress think for husband so not good-looking?"
"Ah! Young master, I accidentally bumped into you. " A soft foot woman in yellow accidentally bumped into the body of Han Mo Ze.
Han Mo Ze speechless to draw the corner of the mouth, waiting for the woman to leave.
But the woman in yellow fell again. She held on to the clothes in front of Han Moze's chest, and cried out in pain: "childe, my foot is sprained. Can you lean on your shoulder?"