It's just that it's a realm higher than Qingmei, and it's just in the sixfold realm of the Martial Emperor, and it can't enter Wang Ying's eyes.

"Who is this kid?"

Obviously, the tall middle-aged man noticed Wang Ying's existence, and his thin skin and tender flesh had to attract the attention of others.

"He?"

Qingmei glanced at Wang Ying, and said nonchalantly: "He is the slave I just captured, and those adults are afraid that they are tired of watching the orc human battles, so I grabbed a little white face, and it should be for their fun." ”

"This kid looks weak, I guess he will be beaten into meat puree in one game, right?" The strong middle-aged man looked at Wang Ying's eyes, full of contempt, and said, "Qingmei, why didn't you take this into account?"

"What if he dies before he notices?"

"Alas...... I have also thought about this, his cultivation seems to be in the Martial Venerable Realm, and he will be put on the battlefield of the Martial Spirit Realm first, so that he can at least hold on a little more. Qingmei obviously saw the crux of the problem, and immediately saw her eyes look at Wang Ying, and said, "Hey, boy, I let you live a little longer, you have to thank me." ”

"Thank you?" Wang Ying's head suddenly hung down two black lines, this woman's brain is sick, right?

However, what is the meaning of the battlefield placed in the Martial Spirit Realm?

Martial Spirit Realm, for Wang Ying, is it simply like an ant-like existence, okay, a fart can shock him to death.

It's a bit of a contempt.

"The battlefield of the Martial Spirit Realm? ”

Wang Ying shook his head lightly and refused directly.

Wang Ying, who has always been very cooperative and obedient, suddenly came to say this, which made Qing Mei slightly stunned, but she didn't expect that this slave would dare to disobey her.

"This is my order, do you know?" Qing Mei was angry in her heart, waiting for Wang Ying to say: "I think you are a first-time offender, this time I won't bother with you, there must be no next time, understand?"

The majestic voice was remembered in Wang Ying's ears, which made Wang Ying sigh in his heart.

This woman really treats herself as a green onion?

"Qingmei, I'm scared when I look at the kid, right?" The strong middle-aged man suddenly smiled: "After all, once you set foot in the Colosseum, there are only a few people who can survive, let alone this thin boy." ”

"I see. Qing Mei reacted at this time, and immediately looked at Wang Ying with a strange face, and said: "It turns out that everything before was your disguise, I really thought you wouldn't be afraid before, but now you know it?"

"However, if you are thrown into the battlefield of the Martial Spirit Realm, you are afraid of a ghost, with the strength of your Martial Spirit Realm, it should not be a big problem to survive. ”

Wang Ying really sighed this time, he really convinced these two people who sang and harmonized.

"What?" Seeing that Wang Ying was sighing, Qing Mei suddenly became angry, and said angrily: "Do you want me to send you to the battlefield of the martial artist? You are too cowardly, the strength of your martial arts realm, put you into the battlefield of the martial artist, it is easy for people to see it, right?"

"When have I ever said something like that?"

Hearing Qingmei's words, Wang Ying at this moment was really like committing suicide by smashing his head with a piece of tofu.

It seems that the misunderstanding of the Qingmei and the others about him is getting deeper and deeper, how can this be explained?

However, Wang Ying didn't bother to explain so much, love is what it is!

"You...... You, you, you, you're really angry with me!" Qingmei was really angry with Wang Ying, the expression on your face has already betrayed your kid, okay?

You're so fast, duck with a hard mouth!

"Huh?" Qing Mei was stunned for a moment, and then slowly calmed down her mood, and suddenly felt a little strange, how could she be more serious with a dying person?

"Okay, no matter what, I will never allow you to go to the battlefield of the martial artist realm. Qingmei said coldly: "Okay, come with me, I know you are scared, but if you dare to run away, the end will only be more miserable!"

"Boy, although you are about to go to the battlefield of the Martial Spirit Realm, the people in the Shura Colosseum are all strong people who have experienced a hundred battles and can survive countless battles, even if your cultivation is in the Martial Spirit Realm, I am afraid that you will not be able to get any good fruit to eat, boy, I wish you good luck. ”

The strong middle-aged man looked at Wang Ying, smiled evilly, and seemed to have seen the tragic death of Wang Ying.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's enter, do you choose heads-up or melee, so let's do it, I'll choose it for you, or heads-up, so that you will live longer. Qing Mei clasped her hands around her chest and said indifferently.

"If, though, I'm just saying if, if you win a hundred games, I'll give you back your freedom. When Qing Mei said this, she felt a little funny: "However, this is impossible, hurry up." ”

Saying that, Qing Mei took Wang Ying to a certain place under the ring, and above the ring, he saw a hideous orc with a gloomy face, showing sharp fangs, and saliva, which looked strange and disgusting.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect me to be so lucky, I actually met a little white face with fine skin and tender meat, the taste must be delicious. ”

The orc smiled and said, already treating Yue Wuqian as his own delicious food.

Because the Colosseum has a clear rule, as a reward, the winner can treat the other party as food, and when he dies, he can drag him out to eat, although such a rule is inhumane, which also proves what reality is, and hard fists are king.

If these slaves are strong enough, how can they become slaves of others?

"This kid talks a lot of nonsense, but I'm not interested in such a weak opponent in the slightest. Wang Ying couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, in the martial spirit realm, he didn't bother to start.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get the old lady up!"

Seeing Wang Ying pretending to be like this, Qingmei couldn't help but be angry, and kicked Wang Ying up just now, but saw Wang Ying slowly raise his hand, then pointed to the ring in the distance, and asked with a smile: "Can I go over there?"

With a little doubt in his heart, Qing Mei's eyes couldn't help but look in the direction where Wang Ying was, and his eyes suddenly froze there.

Obediently, what Wang Ying is referring to is the ring of the martial emperor realm melee!

There's something wrong with this kid's brain, right?

So weak, you want to go to the stage of the really strong?

You must know that even she doesn't dare to set foot on the melee platform in the Martial Emperor Realm, once she steps on it, she will face a situation of nine deaths and one life, which makes people tremble when they see it.

Anyway, will this kid die if he doesn't pretend to be garlic?

At this time, Qingmei really wanted to slap Wang Ying in the face!

However, just when Qingmei was stunned, she saw Wang Ying's figure move, as if she was ...... It seems to be going in the direction of the Martial Emperor's Chaos Battle Platform!

(End of chapter)