After listening to Zhairong's words, Sang Xiaoman was silent for a long time before raising his head.

Then she jumped and floated lightly towards the platform.

"Miss, don't be impulsive."

Seeing this, Zhairong felt nervous and hurriedly chased after him. He was afraid that Sang Xiaoman would be impulsive and went to take revenge like Ma Yu.

However, what surprised him was that Sang Xiaoman just walked to "Chucheng" and stopped.

"Outsiders are not allowed to enter the competition."

The elder of the ancestral temple stopped Sang Xiaoman who wanted to keep approaching.

"I have something to tell Mr. Chu."

Sang Xiaoman's face was not very good.

"Please talk about it after the competition is over."

The elders of the ancestral temple were still standing in front of Sang Xiaoman.

At this time, Chu Cheng also stopped grinding the ink, stood up and walked towards Sang Xiaoman.

"Is there anything wrong with Miss?"

Chu Cheng looked at Sang Xiaoman with some confusion.

"We give in this game."

Sang Xiaoman looked at Chu Cheng and then said seriously.

"Give up?"

Chu Cheng suddenly realized and then smiled:

"Miss, don't worry. Even if I lose, I can help the lady consume some of Ma Yu's soul."

"No, this is Qianren True Fire Talisman. If you lose to it, you will die. I can't let you die!"

Sang Xiaoman's mood fluctuated.

After all, the person closest to her died under this talisman, and her psychology had long been shady about it.

"We admit defeat in this game, Mr. Chu withdraws, and I will replace the next game."

She turned her head firmly to look at the elder of the ancestral temple beside her.

"Xiaoman, you're a little unreasonable when doing this. The competition has begun and he is unwilling to admit defeat. How can he quit halfway?"

Before the elder could speak, Ma Yu came over with a little sarcastic voice.

I saw that he and Sang Wuyin had already come over.

If Sang Xiaoman had heard this sound on weekdays, he might not have reacted, but at this moment, when he thought that his mother might have been murdered by this person, the resentment in his heart surged out.

"I'll ask you, did you put the fire in my house ten years ago?"

She ignored Ma Yu's question and asked back.

Ma Yu was stunned when he heard this, his face changed significantly, but he quickly calmed down, and then looked at Sang Xiaoman with a sneer and said:

"Xiaoman's niece, please tell me evidence when speaking, don't swear."

"This Qianren True Fire Talisman has been destroyed for decades. Where did you learn it?"

Sang Xiaoman's tone became colder and colder.

"So even if I had learned the True Qianren True Fire Talisman decades ago? You still can't prove that I released the fire."

Ma Yu said innocently.

Even Sang Xiaoman, who has become much calmer in recent years, has now been angry with Ma Yu's face.

"And I heard that your mother died in love with her, but you actually wanted to frame me."

Ma Yu deliberately angered Sang Xiaoman and said.

"Shameless!"

Sang Xiaoman was really angry now. After his mother died, someone deliberately released such rumors, trying to slander her mother's reputation and hinder Sang Bulun's investigation.

Moreover, Ma Yu's words have already vaguely shown that he did that thing back then.

But Sang Xiaoman had no choice but to deal with him.

"Miss, calm down and don't be fooled by him."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhai Rong, who was standing beside him, felt like he was holding Sang Xiaoman's shoulder.

After hearing this, "Chu Cheng" roughly understood why Sang Xiaoman was so angry.

"During the competition, no one will avoid it quickly. If you don't avoid it, this round will be invalid."

The elder of the ancestral hall glanced at the few people with some impatient expression.

"Xiaoman's niece, you either admit defeat or stay honestly in this round, and don't be embarrassed here."

Sang Wuyin smiled at Sang Xiaoman with a sarcastic look, then reminded Ma Yu, and then stood up and returned to the shore of Jingxin Lake.

"You have thought about it. If you admit defeat in the middle, you will directly dismantle this talisman in the next round."

The elder of the ancestral hall looked at Sang Xiaoman in a cold voice.

"I think……"

"Let's leave it to me."

As soon as Sang Xiaoman opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Chu Cheng.

"You can't!"

Without waiting for the elder of the ancestral hall to speak, Sang Xiaoman vetoed it.

"I'll always try it."

Chu Cheng smiled and looked at Sang Xiaoman.

Sang Xiaoman was about to speak, but suddenly felt a huge soul power standing in front of her like a mountain. The huge sense of oppression made her speechless for a moment.

"three……"

She almost blurted out, but fortunately she reacted in time and did not say it.

"Don't worry, Miss, I'm better than you think."

Chu Cheng still smiled.

After discovering that the other party's soul realm had reached the Sanji, Sang Xiaoman had already relieved.

When the soul reaches this level, even if the understanding of the talisman is worse, it is still okay to save your life.

"Since Mr. Chu is so persistent, I can't say anything more."

She glanced at Chu Cheng in front of her expressionlessly.

"Have you settled?"

The elders of the ancestral temple urged him again.

"It's decided, I'll dismantle this talisman."

Chu Cheng replied.

Hearing the words, the elder of the ancestral temple nodded, then looked at Sang Xiaoman and Zhai:

"Then you leave quickly, don't delay the competition."

While preparing to leave, Sang Xiaoman suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Chu Cheng and said:

"Old Chu, if possible, please make him die more painful."

Before Chu Cheng could answer, Ma Yu, who heard this not far away, suddenly sneered contemptuously:

"I don't know how to live or die, I don't know what's up."

Chu Cheng first glanced at Ma Yu, then turned his head to look at Sang Xiaoman, then smiled and nodded and said:

"no problem."

He answered very naturally, without any scruples or lack of confidence, as if he was agreeing to something very simple.

Hearing his answer, Sang Xiaoman's face showed a long-lost smile, and his already fair face became brighter at this moment.

Chu Cheng's answer made her feel extremely relieved.

"Everyone will say big talk, but don't die when you die, you will know to beg me for mercy."

Ma Yu, who was standing not far away, said in a nasty face.

As Sang Xiaoman and Zhairong left the Qiyuetai, the interrupted competition began again.

Chu Cheng ignored Ma Yu's cold words and walked straight to the desk and sat down again, then continued to grind the ink.

However, while grinding the ink, he took three pieces of talisman paper from the table with his other hand and laid them neatly.

Seeing that the elder in the ancestral hall was still there, he asked again:

"May I ask, can I draw more talismans?"

The elder of the ancestral temple looked at Chu Cheng with some strangeness, then nodded and said:
Chapter completed!