The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 485 Is this third round a small treat for you alone by the oiran?
Nan Linghan looked at her worried expression, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Just don't worry, these people's ability is not as strong as you imagined, let alone three places, even if there is only one, it's still the same. No one can take away what belongs to me!"

Listening to his confident tone, Feng Qingcheng patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "With your words, I am relieved! But you have to remember later that safety comes first. If it really doesn't work, it doesn't matter if you give up." , anyway, if we take a 1000 tael, we can count it as a profit."

"it is good."

Therefore, there was no suspense in this round. Feng Qingcheng was promoted smoothly when Nan Linghan released the water, and Nan Linghan successfully won a place with crushing strength when he was PKing with the rest of them.

And just because he showed his prowess in the multiplayer PK, now other players are afraid of him, but at the same time they regard him as the number one rival.

Feng Qingcheng listened to the shouts of the audience below, and whispered to Nan Linghan, "Ah Han, you are famous."

Nan Linghan is used to this kind of scene, "In South Vietnam, every time I travel, the battles of this palace are a hundred times bigger than this."

"As expected of being born in the emperor's family, the quality of my heart is extraordinary!"

While they were whispering, the hostess came on stage again, "Congratulations everyone for entering the third round of competition. This round of competition will be more difficult, testing everyone's reaction, hearing and memory."

As she spoke, she clapped her hands, and a woman came onto the stage holding a tray.

"Please take a blindfolded white silk from the tray one by one. In the next round of competition, you need to cover all your eyes."

Feng Qingcheng pulled out a white silk from inside, and couldn't help but recall the scene when she first met Nan Linghan, "Ah Han, why do I feel that this third round is a small stove that Hua Kui prescribes for you alone?"

Nan Linghan had been blind for three full years, and he was used to facing the dark. No matter what the main person wants everyone to do with blindfolds, it will not be difficult for him.

Nan Linghan raised his eyebrows, and asked, "What about you? Are you sure you can make it into the top five with your eyes blindfolded?"

Feng Qingcheng gave him an OK gesture, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

As a top agent in her previous life, when she participated in the devil training camp, there was an urgent training for their hearing, called hearing and identifying positions.

When she was in the assessment, she also got No.1, so the third round of the test was not difficult for her.

At this time, the host slightly raised the volume, "Everyone, the third round is very important. As long as this round is passed, the oiran will personally go on stage to choose a husband. Therefore, whoever can pass this round will be the winner."

As soon as they heard that the oiran was going to appear on the stage, the people who watched the excitement suddenly cheered.

The host had to raise his voice to the highest level to suppress the already boiling atmosphere, "Everyone be quiet! Please keep quiet! This round of competition requires an absolutely quiet environment, and please cooperate!"

After everyone shut up and said nothing, she continued, "The events of this round are all written in this big box in front of me, and everyone still draws lots according to their numbers. Do what you write. There are only five items, and everyone should draw repeated items. In the repeated items, we will select the five people who have done the best, and one of them will marry the oiran. The rest The four will each receive 1000 taels of silver!"

Having said that, she paused for a moment, and then said to all the contestants present, "All contestants, please come and draw lots in turn."

　Three shifts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)