Chapter 1022 Winning
Except for Ye Canglan, the other two were not much better, Nalan Ting was calling Ah Jiu.

In his whole life, Nalan Jiu was obsessed with him the most. If he hadn't asked Nalan Jiu to go to Yun's house, then nothing would have happened.

She will stay by her side forever and never leave, let alone be accidentally injured and die.

He fell into deep guilt, so his fantasy was about Nalan Jiu.

And Ye Qing has no attachments or concerns, what he cares most about is the throne.

"Why not me?" His eyes were red, and his body exuded a cold killing intent.

The opponents of this assessment are not others, but themselves.

What Ye Canglan cared most about was the battle of defending the city seven years ago, because of his mistake, the city of Shanghai was attacked and all the people in the city were slaughtered.

Whoever comes out first among the three will win this time, Chan Shu sweats for Ye Canglan in his heart.

She couldn't do anything for him, she could only watch all this happen.

This time, the only one who saves you is yourself.

Ye Canglan's eyes were reddened long ago, but the enemies came one after another, and they couldn't be killed or driven away at all.

The heavier the killing, the more his heart will be deceived, and he will never be able to get out of the predicament.

Suddenly his fingers moved by themselves, Ye Canglan stopped moving, and he murmured: "Little fairy..."

The scarlet in his eyes receded, and he realized that he was still in the fantasy game and hadn't left.

Knowing that it was a game, he knew there was a way to break it. Standing on the high city wall, Ye Canglan suddenly gave up resistance.

Thousands of arrows shot at his body, "Pfft..." His body was all red, and the pain was real.

His body fell from the top of the city tower, and he did not dodge or dodge, allowing himself to fall.

A white mist appeared in front of his eyes, and through that white mist, the front of him had become a chessboard.

When Chan Shu saw that his eyes had regained clarity, she was relieved. When she was anxious just now, she was so nervous that she moved her fingers, which touched the thread between the two of them. It was just like this that they accidentally hit and saved Ye Canglan.

As long as he walked out of the illusion, the chess game in front of him would not be difficult, and Ye Canglan had already solved the endgame in less than ten moves.

"This game is broken." He looked at Chan Shu with a smile, this time he did not miss the appointment, he won.

Chanshu walked up to Ye Qingyao and destroyed the one he had just left. Ye Qingyao woke up like a dream, and so did Nalan Ting. "Ah Jiu..." The figure in front of him scattered and turned into Chan Shu.

"You two, you lost this game, and the winner is Prince Ye, who has already solved the game."

The two looked at the chessboard, and the chess game was still the same as before, as if they hadn't made that move at all.

But Ye Canglan's chessboard already had a winner and loser, and he was the one who won.

Ye Qingyao began to become worried. If this continues, he will lose. No matter what, he must win the last game!
"Two of the three tests have gone, and the last one is left." Chan Shu said calmly.

"What's the last one?" Ye Qingyao asked anxiously.

"It's very simple, martial arts competition." Chan Shu said word by word, "Three people are divided into two groups, draw lots and face off, whoever wins is the winner."

"My lord, Ye Canglan and I each won a round. What if the regent wins the third round?" Ye Qingyao asked the answer.

"He won't have this chance." Ye Canglan said coldly.

(End of this chapter)

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