She knew what she wanted, and she was sober.

Usually she can gag, she can pretend to be crazy and stupid, because she feels that everything that happens here has nothing to do with her.

She's a fungiver.

But now it is different, this pair of silver is what really belongs to her in the sense of the word.

She had to fight.

Yin Xian stopped laughing and looked at her deeply.

The already well-defined outline was dyed a little sharp, and the eyes that were originally as deep as a pool of water were only silent at this moment.

It seems that the tide is receding, and every inch of it is dry as far as the eye can see.

For some reason, looking at Yin Xian's eyes, Luo Nanyin felt an unprecedented desolation.

It was as if the person in front of him was suddenly far away from him and could no longer be touched.

It was as if he had lost a brilliance that belonged to her in his eyes, and it made her heart empty.

Wonder, why did she feel this way.

The atmosphere is very depressing, and the place where the golden hairpin in her hand is against is the execution hole, as long as she pokes it hard, Yin Xian will definitely die.

The golden hairpin was very sharp, and her hand holding the golden hairpin trembled slightly.

Her throat was a little dry, and she said, "I didn't mean to ......"

"Good."

Yin Xian interrupted her, and the bottom of her eyes was silent.

"I just realized that you really have the potential to make a knife."

Luo Nanyin's hand holding the golden hairpin trembled, and his face turned pale.

At this moment, she felt as if she had done something wrong.

All along, she and Yin Xian have been neither friends nor enemies, but they have maintained a balanced state.

She broke through Yin Envy's secret, but he didn't kill her, and although he occasionally threatened her, he didn't really do anything to hurt her.

There has always been an unspoken bottom line between them.

And today she broke that bottom line.

It was she who put the sharp weapon against the back of his neck, and it was she who was selfish and cold-blooded and first proposed that she could not bring a hidden weapon to compete, but she kept her back hand.

It was she who never trusted him.

Maybe the two of them have always distrusted each other in their hearts, but the one who showed it first was guilty.

She was the sinner.

The time for a stick of incense was up, and the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks walked into the ring with a smile.

He said: "Today's competition time has come, girl, you have not succeeded in the challenge." ”

Then he joked again: "But I see that you are also a drunkard, and you don't mean to drink, presumably your young master has been fascinated by you, and this competition is not in vain." ”

Everyone in the audience also followed the commotion, and a group of people turned into matchmakers in the blink of an eye, grinding their mouths to match these two people.

Luo Nanyin came back to his senses, instantly put away the golden hairpin in his hand and hid it in his sleeve, lowering his eyes to collect his emotions into his eyes.

She let go of her arm and took a step back, the soft white light from the ceiling of the hall shining down, sending her chills inexplicably.

She looked up at Yin Xian, turned around and got out of the ring.

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks couldn't figure it out when he saw this, and she didn't care if she was shy.

Instead, he greeted Yin Xian with a smile and said, "This son, you have won the final competition, you can go to the back hall with the little one to pick up the treasures." ”

Yin Xian lowered his eyes, and said faintly for a moment: "Okay." ”

The audience was full of voices.

Luo Nanyin walked towards the checkpoint without looking back, and the golden hairpin in her sleeve was sweaty because she held it.

Seeing this, Forsythia hurriedly followed, and didn't ask much.

Before he could reach the door, he was stopped by a man.

She glanced up and saw that it was the man with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes from before.