The huge gladiatorial arena stands under the vast sky, the earthy yellow stone walls have long been mottled, after hundreds of years of erosion by the desert wind and sand, the smooth shell of this ancient building has long been worn out to the vicissitudes of life, but the majestic core frame is still so tall and magnificent.

Year after year, countless blood and carnage flew in this gladiatorial arena, and it had already penetrated into the stone walls and tiles, becoming an indelible part of this brick and stone.

How many slaves have stood under this brick wall, cursing this cruel structure, wishing that it would collapse overnight, but this city of trapped beasts still stands proudly in the desert wasteland, and blood and tears have forged him into an iron wall, making it more impregnable. And most of the people who cursed it have become dead souls under the bricks.

And this ancient building still stands, carrying the blood and souls of humanity, as if it is about to lead to eternity......

Today's Jiuhou Villa is particularly lively, and it is already lit up early in the morning, and it is very lively. Because today is the 60th birthday of the Ghost Marquis's mother, the grandmother of the villa.

Countless sacrificial pigs, sheep, and cattle are steamed hot, and incense fills the garden, which is continuously transported from the back kitchen to the gladiatorial arena. This team of food deliveries, like an assembly line, lined up from the back kitchen to the entrance of the gladiatorial arena, and placed the food one by one on the stone platform of the gladiatorial arena.

In addition, there are peaches, grapes from the Western Regions, all kinds of rare fruits, and wine, which are all meals for the nobles to enjoy. The old lady has bad teeth, and the kitchen also specially made a stewed pork belly and abalone porridge boiled until the rice milk has melted, for the old lady to enjoy.

The arena has four floors, each of which is reserved for people of different statuses.

The top floor was reserved for the nobles in the villa, such as the sixty-year-old lady, as well as the ghost marquis, and his brothers and nobles of other titles. Of course, it also includes their immediate family members such as their wives and children. There are also some nobles and leaders from other countries who come from afar, and they will also sit together with the fourth layer.

The third floor is reserved for the officials in the villa and the ordinary nobles from other regions.

The second layer is reserved for domestic servants, maids and other commoners, but it is not used by officials, nobles and commoners. It also includes civilians and domestic servants from other places.

At the bottom, it is reserved for the most humble audiences such as slaves who watch the excitement. On the ground floor, the view is most obscured, and the position is not very good, and most people standing in the back row need to stretch their necks with their feet to see clearly. Of course, if they are not careful, the blood of the gladiators can be spilled all over them.

Because the early architects took into account the number of spectators, the Colosseum was built to be very large, and the entire Colosseum could accommodate more than 100,000 people.

When the nobles had settled at the top, the nobles and officials on the third floor entered in an orderly manner. A small number of them were officials of Jiuhou Villa, such as Commander Lu Jing, Jiang Guangyuan and other old acquaintances, and the others were noble officials from other countries, who came to watch at the invitation of the villa.

At this moment, Jiang Guangyuan's face was not very good-looking.

As early as seven days ago, he learned the news that Xia Gui had been arrested in the gladiatorial arena. Although Mi Wuzong released the news to the outside world, saying that Xia Gui did not make a mistake, it was just to increase the visibility of the gladiatorial competition schedule, and the gladiators who were specially invited. But Jiang Guangyuan knew in his heart that Mi Wuzong would not go to find any specially invited gladiators for no reason, he just wanted to kill Xia Gui.

Jiang Guangyuan sighed.

In all fairness, he didn't want to watch the game at all.

When he learned that his love was going to be sent into the gladiatorial arena, his mood was very low. He really couldn't understand how Ah Gu offended Mi Wuzong, why the front foot had just been promoted to a domestic servant, and the back foot was sent to the gladiatorial arena.

But the most strange thing is that he was not only not charged, but also "honoredly" became a guest gladiator.

Lu Jing saw that Jiang Guangyuan was worried, and he could only comfort him in a whisper, "Old Jiang, Ah Gui's ability is still obvious to all." ”

"No one on the first and second layers is his opponent, but the third and fourth layers ......" Jiang Guangyuan shook his head with a wry smile.

Thinking of the legendary terrible "big man" imprisoned on the fourth floor, the wry smile on Jiang Guangyuan's face was really ugly than crying.

Lu Jing said: "Don't think too much, the competition system has not been announced yet." ”

Jiang Guangyuan smiled bitterly, "Can there be an exception? The gladiatorial arena has always been resting until death." ”

Lu Jing's resolute face moved slightly, Jiang Guangyuan was right, that is, until death, how could he comfort him?

As the nobles on the third floor were seated, the domestic servants, maids, and commoners on the second floor also began to enter one after another. Compared to the treatment of the two layers of magnates on the head, the treatment of this layer is not very good, they do not have free food to enjoy, most of them bring their own food to enter, but compared to the slaves on the fourth floor, at least they have stone benches to sit on.

As all the spectators from all walks of life entered one after another, the arena finally became completely noisy. I saw waves of chatting, shouting, and even cheers of excitement and anticipation, and countless voices gathered and rumbled into the sky.

On the top floor, almost all the nobles had already taken their seats, but there was still a stone bench that was empty.

The officials who patrolled the field inspected the circle, and finally came to the stone bench, bowed down and asked the thirteenth aunt next to her, "Madam, is Miss Xuefu still not here?"

Aunt Thirteen sat in the position closest to Xue Fu, and today she deliberately put on extremely delicate makeup, which looked glamorous and beautiful. And around her were four respectful young warriors, all of whom were young, handsome, loyal, and the four guards that the Ghost Marquis had given to the Thirteenth Aunt.

At this moment, she was carefully taking a sip of tea, slowly putting down the teacup, her slender fingertips caressing the outer edge of the teacup, and said with a slight smile: "Since I entered the village for three years, I haven't seen Xue Fu come to watch the gladiatorial match." In my opinion, I don't have to wait for her. ”

"Okay, I'll go and ask the ghost marquis. The officer nodded silently.

The thirteenth aunt smiled amorously, and that smile almost electrocuted the innocent little official. This girl's coquettishness and charm really didn't blow it, no wonder the ghost marquis has been fascinated recently.

Just as the official was about to leave with a small heart that was pounding, a strong true qi suddenly surged, and under the gaze of countless eyes, a terrifying figure had flown over everyone's heads and appeared in the sky above the gladiatorial arena.

This figure, instead of taking the noble passage, flew down directly from above, causing a commotion in the gladiatorial arena.

But I saw a figure in a white dress and a white skirt, like the most elegant butterfly, and like the most stumbling wild goose, and landed straight on the last empty stone bench.

fluttering, the cloud-like sleeves flew up, and then slowly landed on the stone platform in front of him.

The wind is calm, the people are quiet, Mi Xuefu has been sitting on the stone bench calmly, and the placket of her plain white clothes as white as snow hangs down around her, as if she is a fairy above the nine heavens, not touching the dust of the world.

"Miss Xuefu!"

The official, who was about to turn around and leave, saw this noble and vulgar figure, and for some reason his heart moved, so he naturally surrendered and bowed.

The arrival of Mi Xuefu undoubtedly attracted a lot of attention, and all the nobles on the fourth layer looked at it one after another.

Although her face was cold and cold, there was no superfluous expression, but it was such a clean and elegant face that was expressionless and engraved with the most shocking beauty in the world!

Originally, the thirteenth aunt who had her eyes flowing and was glamorous and overwhelming, was suddenly overshadowed by the contrast of Mi Xuefu, and she looked vulgar like a vulgar powder.

"Yo, the girl Xuefu is here? Aunt Thirteen glanced at Mi Xuefu, as her little mother, she unconsciously bred a strong jealousy in her heart. With a plain white dress, this girl actually wears the temperament of a Nine Heavens Fairy!

"Sister!" exclaimed the little girl sitting on the lower right side of Xue Fu in surprise.

Her name is Dogwood, she is about fifteen years old, pure and lovely, beautiful and moving, and she is already a complete beauty embryo at a young age. She and Mi Xuefu are biological sisters, after her mother's death, her sister Xuefu took on the responsibility of taking care of her and protecting him, and only when she saw this sister, Xuefu would show an unsuspecting smile.

Mi Xuefu touched Dogwood's hair and said softly, "Dogwood, has the game started?"

Zhu Yu smiled and said, "Ready to start, Sister Xuefu, you came at the right time." ”

Not far away, the top manager of the gladiatorial arena and the behind-the-scenes host of the competition, Mi Wuzong, also clearly saw Mi Xuefu descending like a fairy, and while marveling at Mi Xuefu's elegant and moving demeanor, a strong sense of vinegar also climbed into Mi Wuzong's heart.

Since he was born, he had never watched a gladiatorial match. No matter how brilliant she handled the game, how cruel and ornamental she was, and how sincerely she invited her, she didn't come.

And today, actually came?

Needless to say, Mi Wuzong can guess the reason for Mi Xue's endowment with his toes.

She's here for someone.

"Xue Fu is actually here? His fox friend and dog friend, Mi Wuren smiled.

This Mi Wuren is the second son of the second uncle of the Mi family, and he is also a nobleman's salary. On weekdays, Mi Wuren and Mi Wuzong have a very good relationship, and the two often drink and eat meat together.

"Hehe, it seems that Brother Zong'er has done a good job in publicity, and Xue Fu is here. Another nobleman surnamed Mi said with a smile.

Mi Wu grimaced and didn't speak, a cruel expression swept through his pupils.

Donghua didn't lie to herself, there is really an inexplicable relationship between this Mi Xuefu and the subordinate turtle.

Okay, I asked you to beg you before I gave it, but you didn't appreciate your face, but today you came uninvited. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking.

Now that you're here, I'll let you watch how that little slave died here......

Thinking of this, Mi Wu's body moved, and it was like a giant python jumping out and landing on the most open field on the fourth floor of the gladiatorial arena. The terrain is extremely high and the most open, which is conducive to the rapid spread of sound.

There is a pale yellow bell hanging here, Mi Wuzhong holds a stone pestle, stands in front of the big bell, and slowly raises the stone pestle.

When!when!

The sound of three long and huge bells echoed above the boiling gladiatorial arena, and when the bell was heard, the boiling square suddenly fell silent.

The gladiatorial tournament is about to begin!