ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

The "maid" wanted to speak, but she told Ben, and at this moment she felt as if she was frozen by an invisible layer of ice, and seemed to be grasped by an invisible palm, and the bones in her whole body seemed to be crushed, and she was so depressed that she could barely breathe.

"Don't kill her, we still have a bet to complete!"

Looking at her rapidly compressed body, Purple Pupil said busily.

"Hooray!"

"Wow, I won, I won!"

……

At this time, there was already a cheer all around.

In the gladiatorial arena, the victory was decided, the samurai raised the bloody sword, waved his left hand vigorously, and let out a whining cry from his mouth, and the stands were also full of jubilation, the guys who pressed the treasure shouted loudly to celebrate their victory, and the guys who pressed the wrong ones waved their fists, spitting and cursing at the orcs who lost in the gladiatorial arena.

A strong man in the gladiatorial arena had already walked into the arena and dragged the wounded orcs away, and the victorious samurai walked around the arena and also exited the gladiatorial arena.

Purple Pupil looked at the empty gladiatorial arena, "Your Royal Highness Princess, this time, let's divide the victory and defeat completely!" ”

Beichen thought, and the "maid" was immediately thrown into the gladiatorial arena by him.

Around the gladiatorial arena, a group of spectators were still cheering, and when they saw that two of them suddenly rushed into the gladiatorial arena, they immediately looked over curiously, wanting to see what kind of confrontation the second gladiatorial fight would be today.

Seeing the maid who fell to the ground, wearing a maid's dress, with a delicate figure and a bewitching face, everyone was stunned, and then someone blew a sharp whistle, and then the audience boiled.

"Is that a woman?"

"Not only a woman, but also a very seductive and beautiful woman."

"Oh my God, such a woman should be pampered in bed, why throw her into the gladiatorial arena, it's just a terrible thing."

"Don't you think that's exciting enough?"

"It is worthy of the gladiatorial arena of death, and such a woman is willing to use it for gladiatorial fighting......"

……

Gladiatorial fights, everyone has seen a lot, and everyone has seen a lot of beautiful women, but it is definitely a new thing that such a beautiful woman was thrown into the bloody gladiatorial arena, and everyone talked about it a lot, while secretly guessing who it would be against this "maid".

"I was escaped by this guy last time, and this time you must help me take care of her."

Reminding Beichen, Zi Tong stood up, covered a mask over her face, and raised her hand to tie the cloth strap behind the mask.

This maid is none other than the Siren Princess Susie who slipped away under the hands of Purple Pupil before, Susie knew that she was invincible, and in order to escape the consequences of handing over the entire Siren clan to Purple Pupil after losing, she chose to flee temporarily, in fact, she has been looking for the whereabouts of Purple Pupil for the past few days, just to find an opportunity to kill her.

The oath of water cannot be broken, if she doesn't want to lose to Purple Pupil and become her servant, she can only win, in the last battle, Susie has already witnessed Purple Pupil's strength, knowing that it is difficult to win her, so she will choose the way of sneak attack, but she was caught.

Just as the spectators on the stage were talking and cheering and whistling, the purple pupils had already flown down and landed opposite Susie in the gladiatorial arena.

The right hand was raised, and the tip of the Breeze Cloud Blade was pointed directly at Susie's face.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, make a move!"

When the purple pupils landed in the gladiatorial arena and raised the knife to point at Susie, the entire gladiatorial arena instantly reached a high tide.

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