Chapter 126 The confused Kim Il-pan

The sudden gladiatorial fight was too hard for Kim Il-pan, who rarely suffered.

He was the crown prince of Hutu, and even in the days when he was captured alive by Huo Qu's illness, he lived much better than the rest of the Huns.

The elders, women, and children of his clan would save a small amount of food rations to provide for Jin Ilyan and keep him healthy.

Seeing that the old clansmen were about to starve to death because no one bought them, Jin Riyan finally rang the love bell in front of the lieutenant's mansion.

Before doing this, Jin Riyan hated the Han Kingdom, and he witnessed Huo Quai's army slaughtering his relatives one by one like lambs.

No matter how brave the Hun warriors were, as long as they appeared in front of Huo Quai's horse, they would be killed by this demon god-like man.

At that time, Jin Ilyan wanted to rush out of his mother's arms and fight to the death with the butcher, but he was firmly held by one woman after another, and failure was a foregone conclusion, and his mother only wanted to keep her child.

Kim Il-pin once vowed to personally kill the murderer who destroyed his homeland and killed his people.

However, when the demon god sat on a blood-stained monster-like horse looking down on him, he had to bow his noble head and offer the Heavenly Gold Man both hands, begging him not to kill his people again.

He remembered very well that the demon god opened his mouth full of snow-white teeth and said to him: Not convinced? You can fight again, anytime!

Then, in the days of being a slave, Jin Riyan saw one powerful Hun after another fall in front of his horse, and there was no room for surrender.

Seeing the once arrogant and invincible Evil King humbly bow down in front of his horse, and even bow his head and kiss his boots......

At that moment, Jin Riyan covered his ears in pain, and every proud laugh of the demon god pierced his heart like a needle.

Walking back to Chang'an from Hexi, this long journey was a hellish trip for the Huns.

Wounded and sick Huns would be disposed of as soon as possible, and every day when the camp was pulled out, there were always vultures hovering in the wilderness around the camp.

When his mother screamed for the last dignity of the clansmen, those vulgar slave traders rushed over like wolves, pinched the mouths of the clansmen to look at their teeth, and selected slaves like animals.

If it weren't for the fact that they were the royal family of the King of Hutu and needed to be dedicated to the supreme Han Emperor as slaves, Jin Riyan didn't dare to think about what would happen to his remaining clansmen.

The days of hunger are so hard......

Seeing that his mother was haggard and inhuman, and she had to clean the palace every day, Jin Ilyan gave up the hatred in his heart.

During these hungry days, he saw the strength of the Han Empire, the tall walls of Chang'an City, and the warriors in armor formed an endless stream of iron into the city.

I saw the gorgeous palace of Chang'an City, saw the palace people wearing silk and satin, and saw the bustling city one after another...... And the Great Huns, not even a house that can shelter from the wind and rain will not be built.

When he came here, he realized that that demon-like general was just a young man in the group of generals of this huge empire.

There are three more young people with the same reputation as this demon god......

He saw the appearance of the people worshipping the emperor...... Such an enemy is invincible!

The moment he rang the love bell, Jin Riyan just wanted to live, and he just wanted to live with the group of 100 clansmen who loved him and protected him!

So he gave up the noble clan and accepted the surname Kim.

"Whew......"

The pain was sobering, and the heavy iron bone hit Kim Il-yan's back, and he felt that the bones in his whole body seemed to be shattered by this blow.

A single blow from his side killed his opponent!

Kim tried to hold on and not fall, blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and with every step he took, he seemed to hear the wail of his bones.

He threw away his long knife and roared at the stands with open arms: "I, Jin Riyan, you must remember this name, one day, you will definitely prostrate under this name." ”

The cheers burst out, and the Han people who won the money applauded him loudly, and those who lost the money threw bamboo chips into the field, like a bamboo chip rain, and some women seemed to be overstimulated, rolling their eyes and screaming and fainting.

Sweat and dust did not cover Kim Il-pan's handsome face, but became more masculine because of these.

He walked down the gladiatorial arena step by step, and he didn't even have the interest to look at the dead fellow behind him, and his burly and strong body gradually walked into the corridor, and the cheers behind him were even worse.

"Yes, yes, what a natural gladiator, young man, enjoy your victory, this is the money you deserve...... Tsk my God, such a young hero can get so much money in a single battle, I don't have this ability when I was your age......

Go find the most beautiful woman in Chang'an City, eat the most delicious food in Chang'an City, and drink the strongest wine in Chang'an City......

Oh my God, oh my God, I love this glorious city, Rome is a gutter full of rats compared to Chang'an. ”

Jin Riyan stopped, put the money bag that the Great Qin people put on his shoulders back into the hands of the Great Qin people, and asked, "Can you tell who sent me to the gladiatorial arena?" ”

The obese Great Qin merchant glanced at the money bag greedily, shook his head and smiled: "No one sent you here, did you come here because you had to earn money?"

You killed the gladiator, you just fought for him to earn money that should have earned him, the contract is clearly written, you are literate, right?

Damn, I don't know any of this beautiful writing......"

Jin Riyan pushed away this damn slave trader, slowly walked out of the gladiatorial arena, out of the gladiatorial arena, he looked up at the starry sky, then looked at the wounds on his body, and sighed, how could this injury be hidden from his mother?

When passing by the market, Jin Riyan bought a roast chicken, wrapped it in lotus leaves, pressed the internal organs that were still faintly painful, tidied up his clothes, came to the door to see his dress again, and then pushed open the door and walked in.

One chicken is naturally not enough for 100 people, but fortunately, Jin Riyan still left a chicken leg.

The mother was spinning yarn, and when she saw Jin Riyan coming in, she sighed and said, "Why did you get hurt again?" ”

Jin Riyan put the chicken leg wrapped in lotus leaves in front of his mother and said, "I made some money today, but I lost it." ”

Mother shook her head and said, "I don't drink your blood." ”

Jin Riyan had no choice, knowing that he couldn't hide it from his wise mother, so he whispered: "The child was calculated." ”

The mother was taken aback, put down the yarn in her hand and asked, "Evil King?" Didn't I tell you that you should forget about the murder of your father?

What are you provoking him for? ”

Jin Ilyan shook his head and said, "I didn't provoke him, at least I won't provoke him until I become stronger." ”

As he spoke, he shook his head and said, "Unlike the style of the Evil King, a rough person like him can't do such a delicate thing. ”

The mother whispered, "Could it be Yong'an Hou?"

He wants you dead? ”

Jin Riyan shook his head suspiciously: "It's not like, Yong'an Hou is too powerful, if he wanted to harm me, I would have died a long time ago."

He probably didn't know about the child framing him. ”

"Who could it be?"

Jin Ilyan smiled and put the chicken leg into his mother's hand and said, "No matter who it is, they don't mean to kill me."

Although the battle is fierce, the opponent always avoids my vital point, and even if he is killed by me, he has no intention of killing me.

In terms of possibility, I think the possibility of His Majesty the Emperor of the Han Dynasty is even higher! ”

The mother put down the chicken leg and said urgently: "Why do you want to do this, you are his courtier, and you also told him who the traitor is." ”

Jin Riyan said with a smile: "He wants me to become his courtier, so he uses the gladiatorial arena to destroy my reputation, so that I can only rely on him in the future." ”

"Surely you are like that?"

Jin Riyan laughed silently, pointed to the dilapidated house, and said, "Your child is worth some money in addition to this life now, and what else do we have?"

Mother, let's eat, we must be well fed, although I don't expect to live a good life anymore, and I want to struggle again.

Although I don't have the surname anymore, I still don't want to disgrace this surname. ”