"Bang bang bang!"

The sound is too rapid.

Chen Hong pulled the cover directly and asked impatiently, "Who is it?"

"King Kang, Your Highness Kang, some people have passed the level!"

"Please go to Juxian Hall immediately!"

Outside the door, there was a clamor of anger from the guards.

"Perform the level? What level is passed?"

Chen Hong didn't come back to his senses for a while.

"Someone successfully passed the third test and restored the six-loop lock!"

“…”

"What?!"

Chen Hong was stunned for three seconds, suddenly widened his eyes, and excitedly pushed the girl in his arms away. Regardless of the latter's aggrieved expression, he was overjoyed to put on his clothes outside and opened the door with great strides.

Looking at the guard outside the door, holding the door frame and gasping, he said, "Someone has restored the Liuhe Lock?! Take this seriously? Are you sure?"

"You must know that deceiving me is a death sentence!"

"His Royal Highness Kang, it's true, it's true."

"You, go and have a look."

"That person only used half a stick of incense stick, but it was wrong. In just one incense head, he restored the Liuhe Lock."

"Mr. Meng is so angry that he is about to find a brief moment. He is holding the sword you gave him to commit suicide."

"You go and have a look."

"good!"

Chen Hong couldn't stop smiling, and waved his hand with great joy: "Lead ahead!"

It seems that he is not anxious just because he hears that the man in black wants to find a short-term view.

Outside Juxian Hall.

Yang Shun looked at the cool man in black who was holding a sword in front of him and wiping it around his neck madly trying to commit suicide.

He looked surprised.

The two guards were desperately pulling his arm to prevent him from dying.

"Don't stop me, let me die!"

The man in black struggled wildly, and the sharp sword edge was tempting wildly on his fragile neck.

Yang Shun was silent.

I had known that this elder brother's reaction was so violent, so I delayed it for a while.

But it is really easy to restore a third-level Rubik's Cube.

It's so simple that no matter how he pretends, it's less than seventy-two hours.

He knows this thing in elementary school, and is still the top ten in the Rubik's Cube racing in high school.

It only takes a few dozen seconds to restore it, but he dragged it for more than a minute. What else should he do?

The limit is here.

I really can't play anymore.

"Let me die!"

"I'm not alive!"

"stop!"
Chapter completed!